We lost the Yeerk, and went back to my place. I shut and locked the door behind me.
"Okay, a Yeerk survived. I wasn't hallucinating, was I?" Matt asked.
The whole time I was holding the blue box. Meanwhile my cat walked into the room and rubbed against my ankle. I bent over and started to pet her.
"I think we're dreaming." Dave said.
Matt shook his head. "When running I sprained my ankle. It hurt. Not a dream."
My cat seemed to go into a trance, then woke up and ran away. Matt and Dave kept arguing whether it was real or not, whether that was a Yeerk or not, what we should do, etc. They were so busy arguing they didn't even notice me shrink into a cat.
I think this is real. I "said."
"Whoa, what was that?" Dave asked.
Matt realized what it was before Dave did. He looked down at me in shock. "S-s-Steven?" He asked.
Dave looked down slowly. 'Nuh-uh. No way! This is not happening!
It's me, believe what you want, but I… AM… A CAT!
Dave looked skeptical. "All right then, if you are really Steven, de-morph.
I did, and David almost fainted.
I held the blue box out. "Well? Ready to become a new Animorph?"