Visser 3 Unleashes His Ultimate Morph 2: Revenge of the Banana Peel
Disclaimer: Animorphs belongs to Scholastic, and anything else mentioned doesn't belong to me. I am not making any money. This is purely because I am off my Paxil.
I dedicate this to D.M.P., who's Pure Insanity gave me the strange inspiration to write this.
"Pika?" Pikachu asked Ash.
"Everything's fine, Pikachu. In the next town there is a great poke'mon gym. We'll get extra practice there."
"Pi," Pikachu replied, feeling happy.
Then, without warning, a huge, giant, big red eye falls on Pikachu.
"Pika!" he yelled, hoping that Ash could save him.
But Ash was nowhere around. Pikachu was somewhere that he had never seen before, and –
He slipped on a banana peel.
"Pika!" he cried out, and he banged his head.
Visser 3 came back from the depths of the happy Pikachu.
MWAHAHAH! Free! Free at last! I will regain my powers, and I will have my revenge! MWAHAHAHAH!
ARE YOU FINISHED WITH THE INSANE LAUGHTER YET?
Uh, Visser 3 answered, seeing the giant red eye again. Yes.
GOOD, BECAUSE I HAVE A PROPOSAL.
Meanwhile, as this discussion was taking place, several miles away in a trailer park north of Chattanooga, TN…
"What are we doing here again?" Marco asked.
"I don't know," Cassie replied, with exaggerated patience, "I think it had something to do with us now knowing what to do now that Visser 3 has become that horrible, terrifying-"
Marco shuddered. The memory of Visser 3 morph still gave him nightmares.
Jake came over, wearing a pair of overalls.
"You know, Jake, the hillbilly look really works for you," Marco snickered.
"Well, we need to- hey!" he shouted, as he slipped on a banana peel.
"We need to what?" Cassie asked.
"I was about to say, blend in, before I fell. But I was about to amend that, because this whole area is so inbred that everyone is related to everyone else."
"Yeah, I noticed that," came Rachel's voice from the right. "Would you believe that the closest mall is at least forty-five minutes away? These people are still in the dark ages."
Tobias flew by. I think I would prefer to face Visser 3 again that stay here, you guys. Some wild dogs attacked me a few minutes ago! I mean, dogs, for crying out loud!
"You're right, we need to leave," Jake sighed.
Suddenly, there was a clap of thunder, and Visser 3 stood before them.
"AHHHH!" they all screamed.
At last, I have you! The 'Andalite Bandits'!
"But, but I heard that you where stuck in morph!" Jake said.
I was, but not any longer! I was given a second chance by the all-powerful Crayak! All it cost me was my soul! I will defeat you now, and I will have all the ice cream that I want! BWAHAHAHA!
"This is all about ice-cream?" Rachel said incredulously.
No, Visser 3 said, a murderous glint in his eyes. It is about cinnamon buns, and oatmeal, and comic books and all the other things you humans take for granted! I want your video games, your t-shirts! I want it all! Who cares that I don't have a soul any more?
"How much are you willing to pay for it in bills?" Marco asked.
Rachel pinched him.
Enough chatter! Crayak has given me a morph worse than even my other. I just wished, he sniffed, like that made him sad, that I had been able to keep my old one.
Visser 3 started to cry. We won't go into the impossibility of that right now.
I want to be Pikachu again. he sobbed.
Cassie, ever compassionate, went over to him, and patted him on the shoulder.
"There, there. It's going to be all right, Visser. All you have to do is become Pikachu again, okay?"
She held out a tissue. Visser 3 took it, and blew his nose slits.
Thank you. And now, I feel good enough to use my new morph! HAHAHA!
"Will you stop with the maniacal laughter, already?" Rachel said, exasperated.
Again, Visser 3 shrunk. He turned a bright scarlet. He reared up on his hind legs, and lost hi tail completely. He grew a mouth, and then he was done.
"Hello!" he said cheerfully.
The Animorphs stood frozen in shock.
They started to morph into battle morphs.
They attacked, and only nearly stomped him.
"Ahhh!" Visser 3 cried.
Tobias, in Hork-Bajir morph, would have stepped on him, but slipped on another banana peel.
"Don't!" yelled a voice in the distance.
Everyone turned, and saw Ash Ketchum run to them.
"Don't, please, he's my poke'mon."
Ash! Visser 3 said in thought speak.
"Good to see you, Pikachu."
I'm so sorry, Ash. I have seen the error of my ways, and I want to be a poke'mon again.
"Well, then, why don't you?"
With delight, Visser 3 again morphed Pikachu, after demorphing. Then, from out of nowhere, he again slipped on a banana peel to regain his amnesia. He had never been happier.
"Well, all's well that ends well," Marco said.
"You know, Visser 3 looked kinda cute like that," Rachel added.
I can't believe you said that! Tobias yelled.
"Can we leave here yet?" Jake whined.
"As soon as the author says we can," answered Cassie wisely.
They all listened.
"I can't hear anything," Marco complained.
"Of course, you can't," retorted Rachel. "You're an idiot."
"Does this mean that we have to stay here the rest of our lives?"
"I don't know. I guess we'll find out if there's ever another sequel."
My god. Another one?
Cassie looked out into the Tennessee hills. "I don't know, Tobias. I don't know"
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