They did it on purpose.
I resisted the urge to scratch myself. Honestly, I didn't even itch yet, but the thought of six fleas buried in my arm, sucking blood gave me the heebie jeebies.
I tried to keep my dignity, however. I would not let them think that they had me squirming. I bit my lip, sticking my hand in my pocket... no, no, not yet. Wait until you get there.
I knew where I was going. The first stop was close enough- the movie theaters. I smiled charmingly at the clerk. "Excuse me," I said sweetly, "but I seem to have left my purse in the theater. Do you think I could just run in a get it real quick?"
"What? Oh, uh… sure. You might wanna check lost and found too," he said dumbly, letting me pass. I rolled my eyes. How easy would it be to go see a movie for free, huh? But I couldn't be distracted by such things now. I went straight theater six, which was marked 'now cleaning.' Perfect.
(Where are we?)
I almost jumped at the voice. Now they were talking? Sheesh. "Trust me," I said, loud enough for them to hear. "I know what I'm doing."
Unless I didn't.
The whole movie theater was just a big cover. People weren't allowed into the theater while it was being 'cleaned' unless they were, well, Controllers. Under the screen of every theater was a flight of stairs. I walked calmly into the theater and finally pulled out my 'secret weapon'.
I snapped on the red arm band and held the Dracon beam in my other hand. Instantly people moved out of my way. I was wearing the symbol of Visser Three. I had stolen it years ago, before I was even charged with treason. It was helpful in getting into top secret places, where I could learn all kinds of information. The red band meant I served under the Visser, and no one stops someone who serves under the Visser. No one.
It wasn't that long of a walk down the stairs. I knew the Blade Ship would be there, too. It was the day of Visser's Kadrona feeding, and he always went aboard his ship that day. I had long ago memorized his feeding schedule, his habits, if only I could go out of my way to avoid him. It wasn't hard, considering that I have a photographic memory.
The ship was huge. My stomach dropped slightly as I looked at it, but I kept my cool, flashing my little red band everywhere and walking onto the Blade Ship.
And then, we were in.
"We're here," I said softly to my little passengers. "Stay on, I'll get you somewhere where you can morph again."
(We're on the Ship?) a voice I recognized to be Marco's asked. I rolled my eyes.
"No, we're at McDonald's," I snapped under my breath, smiling at a passing Hork Bajir. "I got hungry."
(Get me a Big Mac.)
I was glad they had stopped trying to convince me that they were Andalites. It had been getting old.
Unless they were so dumb that- Oh, sad.
I decided to start walking. No one was talking to anyone else, and it was very different from many human places I had seen. Humans are mostly social creatures. Yeerks, not so much. Everyone was going about their business, and no one really cared about what anybody else was doing as long as they stayed out of the way.
My kind of place.
I managed to find a small, empty storage room. Unfortunately, like all doors on the Blade Ship, you needed clearance to get through.
"Who cares who goes into storage room?" I said to myself, blocking everyone's view of the clearance pad with my body. I popped in open, manipulated a few wires, and the door opened at once.
"So easy."
I went into the room and locked it from the inside. I didn't want to be interrupted. "Okay, everybody off, and demorph," I said, scratching my arm violently.
(Hey!)
(Ow! Damnit!)
"Get the fuck off!" I felt like a dog with all the fleas.
(Ok, we're off, but you have to leave for us to demorph,) Jake said importantly. I rolled my eyes.
"Don't flatter yourselves," I said. "The last thing I want to see is a bunch of fleas turning into humans. I have enough gross images to last me a lifetime, thank you. I'm going to find Alexxen."
(What are you going to do?) Cassie asked. I could see the little flea bodies beginning to grow and I made a face.
"Leave it to me," I said with a smile. "You just get into those pretty battle morphs. I'll be back."
I left them alone, making sure to make it impossible to leave or enter the room without getting me to untangle the wires.
And I just stood there for a moment, looking around me. He would find me, just as I would find him. They say, you know, that one twin can feel how the other one is. I don't know if I believe that- there's no real proof, of course, but all I know is that he will find me, no matter where I am.
I smiled as I began to walk away from the storage room, the Dracon beam in my hand. I kept my eyes forward as I walked slowly and then, I saw him, alone.
"Hello, little brother," I whispered to him as I pressed the Dracon beam at his back.
"Alissan," he said before he even looked up. Our eyes met. "I knew you would find me."
"Of course."
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"If I tell you, you'll get mad," I said truthfully. We ignored anyone around us as we talked in low voices that no one could eavesdrop on without getting a beating from Alexxen.
"Fuck."
I smiled. "Shall we go?"

Hello, hello. Sorry my latest ones have been shorter and further apart in posting but I've had some writer's block. (Yes, you guessed right.) I think I'm getting over it now though! Tell me what you think of this new chapter, please!