Chapter 3

"Raven? Are you all right babe?" Dad asked, after we left Syd's.
"No Dad I'm not." He looked at me, "Wanna tell me about it?"
I shook my head, "I can take care of it Daddy."
He smiled and shook his head, "You are just like me at your age. It's scary. I never wanted help with my inner demons. I always took care of them." He folded his arms.
"Dad? Do you know what a....." I trailed off.
"Iris, scan!"
Dad Looked at me, "What is it?"
"There is a alien life form coming towards you.Iris, can you identify?"
"Yes, Raven, it is an Andalite."
"Oh." I said. Andalites are all over the place, they usually don't come into the 'burbs, they stay in the fields and meadows.
It came closer, Hello Marco. Hello Raven.
"Ax?" My dad said.
"Daddy? Is that.....?"
"Yep, War Prince Aximili."
"Hello, nice to see you again, War Prince Aximili." I said to him, using his full title out of respect. I turned to my dad "Dad, I'm going home okay?"
Dad nodded, "Sure babe. I'll meet you at home. Ax and I have a little chatting to do."

I went home and signed online. I typed in my Screen name: RaveOn1, and my password, which I WON'T tell you, and waited as I was connected. I put in my favorite Minidisk, The Goo Goo Dolls, A boy named Goo. And put on my favorite song on that CD "Long way down". I began to sing along. "Long way down! I don't think I'll make it on my own." I sang. The screen blinked on to show that I had mail and that TJ, TechnoWhiz, and Syd, WackJob101, were on. I got an IM with a link to our private chat room. Here's how the chat went:

TechnoWhiz: Hello Rave

RaveOn1: Hey TeeJay

WackJob101: Okay, I think our parental units are hiding something.

RaveOn1: A logical assumption, as always Syd. Very Spock like.

WackJob101: Why thank you, you know I always try to be like him.

TechnoWhiz: What?

RaveOn1: Old Star Trek stuff. You really would like it if you watched it.

TechnoWhiz: Okay Maybe some other time.

WackJob101: Cool! A whole bonding experience!

TechnoWhiz: ::Snickers:: Yeah, we can sit around in our PJs, eat popcorn and do eachother's hair while we're at it.

RaveOn1: Funny. Meeting at the club house tomorrow at noon. We need to talk about what that old man said and make our desiccation.

TechnoWhiz: You got it.

WackJob101: Later.

RaveOn1: Bye

I signed off after deleting my email, all porno junk and credit card deals FYI (For your information).

At noon the next day we were all gathered in the tree house.
"Rave?" TJ asked me, "Syd and I both agree, do you?"
I glared at him, then sighed, "Yeah. I do."
TJ nodded and shouted, "Old Man! Our answer is yes!" I shut my eyes tight as the flash of light surrounded us.