DISCLAIMER: KA isn't using the Animorphs anymore, I don't see why I can't
own them. **pouts** Hey, you think she'll trade for MY series the Tomato-
Licking Billy Goats?
NOTE: Last chapter. I almost didn't want to write this **sniff** it's OVER! It is kind of unnecessary, but I just wanted to add one more. You know, to give things more closure. And they deserve to have a little fun after the crap I forced them to go through, hehe.
2nd NOTE: Mr. Triple Point pointed out (hehe that sounded funny) that the plan in the previous chapter may not have worked because Erek's programming would not let him help them kill a yeerk. And he's totally right. Let's just say they didn't tell Erek they were goin to kill Evlan. What the android don't know wont hurt him, right? :-D
Rachel -
It was finally Saturday. After the whole Mercora and yeerk fiasco that Tuesday, we still had to wait three whole days until the weekend. Three whole days, after foiling the yeerks' Chris Rock plan, discovering a sentient race underground, causing the death of all the males, finding out we were the oldest human legends ever, and having Tobias as a controller. For most people that would be a lot to stomach, but no one else had to stomach it. That was our job, saving the world. Hurray for us. We never get hurrays. It bugs me sometimes. But the fact that bugged me more was that those three days we had to go to SCHOOL. Yes, school.
Go figure.
We had learned that the yeerks were abandoning the club project. They were just going to leave what was left of the building and put up a "Condemned" sign. Several tractors were still parked there. It was just another construction site now, not much different from the one were all this began. Erek told us Visser Three had claimed the tunnel was an old storage facility and of no use to them. Probably to save his own butt for failing to stop us and get new hosts.
Marco pointed out this wasn't necessarily a good thing. The club would still have been a pretty good recruitment station. The fact that they abandoned it just meant they were up to something bigger and more important. Whatever it was, we were going to have to screw it up somehow.
But we weren't allowed to think about that today.
It was a breezy day at the beach. Surprisingly it wasn't crowded. The sun was half-hidden beneath the clouds so I guess people just thought there was going to be rain.
Jake was trying to force his dog Homer to let go of his Frisbee. He wasn't having much luck, as Homer ran down the dunes happily. Marco was manning the barbecue pit.
"It's a man's job to barbecue" he had said in his deepest "man voice".
"So why are YOU doing it?" I had said.
Cassie was with Marco, explaining the dangers of red meat.
"Come on, Marco, do you not remember what goes on in a slaughterhouse? With Ax?"
"Yeah, and if I remember correctly two days after you had Burger King for lunch."
Cassie grinned sheepishly.
"Oh, fine, clog your arteries with calories and fat and die of a heart attack before you turn 40. I don't care." Then she trotted off to help Jake with Homer. She was actually wearing the bathing suit we bought. Unfortunately I couldn't get her to take off the big baggy shirt she wore over it. Oh well, Jake certainly didn't seem to mind. Neither did Marco, whom I had to smack in the head for staring at her legs.
Ax was inspecting the edge of the water. Earlier he had been poking at a poor starfish. Now he picked up a new "fascinating earth sea creature". A crab. He gazed at it thoughtfully.
"Ahhh! Ahh!" he yelped. The crab clamped down on his thumb. He flailed his arm wildly, trying to get the crazy crab off his finger.
I laughed. I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders. Tobias laughed too. We were sitting on a towel fiddling with the radio Jake had brought along. It was old and busted, so we were having trouble finding a station.
Seagulls were flying overhead. They were making a soothing "Caw" noise. At least I thought they were soothing.
"I HATE those guys. I feel like going hawk and making those stupid gulls shut up." Tobias complained.
I laughed. "Cool, I'll help you kick butt on the gulls." Then I ruffled his dirty-blond hair. "You know, you need a haircut."
"Do not."
"Do too."
A seagull swooped over the barbecue pit. Suddenly a large white mess appeared on one of the burgers.
"Oh GROSS!" Marco exclaimed. Then he turned to Ax, who was sucking on his finger. "Shh, don't tell Rachel."
"I heard that!" I called.
"Darn."
"Marco, are the flamed pieces of bovine carcasses finished? Ished? Ish?" Ax asked hopefully.
"No, but do me a favor and say that when Cassie comes over." Marco said with a mischievous grin. "They'll be done in about 5 minutes."
"Ah. Five of your minutes."
"There YOUR minutes too! Jeez, when are you gonna get over this!?"
Finally Jake and Cassie were able to wrestle the Frisbee from Homer. Homer sulked for a moment, but then set off after a bunch of seagulls who had landed to eat a spilled box of French fries.
"Frisbee time!" Jake called to us. "Hey Romeo, get your hands off my baby cousin!"
Marco and Cassie laughed loudly.
"Baby cousin? We'll see who's the baby." I growled. I got up and brushed the sand off. "Come on Tobias, we have beat Jake's butt into the ground."
"Lead the way." I didn't really kick Jake's butt. Scratch that, yeah I did.
Soon we were just six happy, giddy kids playing Frisbee on the beach. Well, five happy kids and one boy who was pissed off at a crab. I hoped we could have another yeerk-free day soon, but I knew that was doubtful. They were always up to something. Oh well, I'd enjoy this while it lasted.
Then when the time came I'd kill every filthy yeerk on the planet.
**sobs uncontrollably** NO! ITS OVER!! NOOOO! **wipes away tears** Okay..okay..**one final sob** There, done. Now, everyone REVIEW, I hope you liked it. Next chapter won't be a real chapter, but a chapter dedicated to YOU, the readers. **smiles like a maniac** Can't wait to start writing my next story!
NOTE: Last chapter. I almost didn't want to write this **sniff** it's OVER! It is kind of unnecessary, but I just wanted to add one more. You know, to give things more closure. And they deserve to have a little fun after the crap I forced them to go through, hehe.
2nd NOTE: Mr. Triple Point pointed out (hehe that sounded funny) that the plan in the previous chapter may not have worked because Erek's programming would not let him help them kill a yeerk. And he's totally right. Let's just say they didn't tell Erek they were goin to kill Evlan. What the android don't know wont hurt him, right? :-D
Rachel -
It was finally Saturday. After the whole Mercora and yeerk fiasco that Tuesday, we still had to wait three whole days until the weekend. Three whole days, after foiling the yeerks' Chris Rock plan, discovering a sentient race underground, causing the death of all the males, finding out we were the oldest human legends ever, and having Tobias as a controller. For most people that would be a lot to stomach, but no one else had to stomach it. That was our job, saving the world. Hurray for us. We never get hurrays. It bugs me sometimes. But the fact that bugged me more was that those three days we had to go to SCHOOL. Yes, school.
Go figure.
We had learned that the yeerks were abandoning the club project. They were just going to leave what was left of the building and put up a "Condemned" sign. Several tractors were still parked there. It was just another construction site now, not much different from the one were all this began. Erek told us Visser Three had claimed the tunnel was an old storage facility and of no use to them. Probably to save his own butt for failing to stop us and get new hosts.
Marco pointed out this wasn't necessarily a good thing. The club would still have been a pretty good recruitment station. The fact that they abandoned it just meant they were up to something bigger and more important. Whatever it was, we were going to have to screw it up somehow.
But we weren't allowed to think about that today.
It was a breezy day at the beach. Surprisingly it wasn't crowded. The sun was half-hidden beneath the clouds so I guess people just thought there was going to be rain.
Jake was trying to force his dog Homer to let go of his Frisbee. He wasn't having much luck, as Homer ran down the dunes happily. Marco was manning the barbecue pit.
"It's a man's job to barbecue" he had said in his deepest "man voice".
"So why are YOU doing it?" I had said.
Cassie was with Marco, explaining the dangers of red meat.
"Come on, Marco, do you not remember what goes on in a slaughterhouse? With Ax?"
"Yeah, and if I remember correctly two days after you had Burger King for lunch."
Cassie grinned sheepishly.
"Oh, fine, clog your arteries with calories and fat and die of a heart attack before you turn 40. I don't care." Then she trotted off to help Jake with Homer. She was actually wearing the bathing suit we bought. Unfortunately I couldn't get her to take off the big baggy shirt she wore over it. Oh well, Jake certainly didn't seem to mind. Neither did Marco, whom I had to smack in the head for staring at her legs.
Ax was inspecting the edge of the water. Earlier he had been poking at a poor starfish. Now he picked up a new "fascinating earth sea creature". A crab. He gazed at it thoughtfully.
"Ahhh! Ahh!" he yelped. The crab clamped down on his thumb. He flailed his arm wildly, trying to get the crazy crab off his finger.
I laughed. I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders. Tobias laughed too. We were sitting on a towel fiddling with the radio Jake had brought along. It was old and busted, so we were having trouble finding a station.
Seagulls were flying overhead. They were making a soothing "Caw" noise. At least I thought they were soothing.
"I HATE those guys. I feel like going hawk and making those stupid gulls shut up." Tobias complained.
I laughed. "Cool, I'll help you kick butt on the gulls." Then I ruffled his dirty-blond hair. "You know, you need a haircut."
"Do not."
"Do too."
A seagull swooped over the barbecue pit. Suddenly a large white mess appeared on one of the burgers.
"Oh GROSS!" Marco exclaimed. Then he turned to Ax, who was sucking on his finger. "Shh, don't tell Rachel."
"I heard that!" I called.
"Darn."
"Marco, are the flamed pieces of bovine carcasses finished? Ished? Ish?" Ax asked hopefully.
"No, but do me a favor and say that when Cassie comes over." Marco said with a mischievous grin. "They'll be done in about 5 minutes."
"Ah. Five of your minutes."
"There YOUR minutes too! Jeez, when are you gonna get over this!?"
Finally Jake and Cassie were able to wrestle the Frisbee from Homer. Homer sulked for a moment, but then set off after a bunch of seagulls who had landed to eat a spilled box of French fries.
"Frisbee time!" Jake called to us. "Hey Romeo, get your hands off my baby cousin!"
Marco and Cassie laughed loudly.
"Baby cousin? We'll see who's the baby." I growled. I got up and brushed the sand off. "Come on Tobias, we have beat Jake's butt into the ground."
"Lead the way." I didn't really kick Jake's butt. Scratch that, yeah I did.
Soon we were just six happy, giddy kids playing Frisbee on the beach. Well, five happy kids and one boy who was pissed off at a crab. I hoped we could have another yeerk-free day soon, but I knew that was doubtful. They were always up to something. Oh well, I'd enjoy this while it lasted.
Then when the time came I'd kill every filthy yeerk on the planet.
**sobs uncontrollably** NO! ITS OVER!! NOOOO! **wipes away tears** Okay..okay..**one final sob** There, done. Now, everyone REVIEW, I hope you liked it. Next chapter won't be a real chapter, but a chapter dedicated to YOU, the readers. **smiles like a maniac** Can't wait to start writing my next story!