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A tear rolled down Cassie's cheek, quickly followed by another. She felt ashamed of herself, and started to sop up the crying with the back of her hand. This did not work; the sadness pushed upwards, and the thought of Tobias gone ... possibly dead ..
Jake somberly looked at Cassie. "I know Cassie. But we don't even know if he's dead or gone. He could be anywhere," he whispered, and Cassie got angry at him. How could he not care?
"What happened? Tell me!" Cassie said ravenously, and desperately.
"Cassie. You're different. What's happened? You seem so angry, and so mean," Jake said.
"I'm sorry, Jake. But I want to know. Where is Tobias? Do you know how much he has gone through? His hawk body could be dying any time now!" Cassie said, realizing what harsh conditions Tobias was probably enduring.
"I know Cassie," Jake said. "And I'll tell you this: Tobias, when we got back, right away flew away, despite us."
"That's all? Anything else?" Cassie said, a little more like herself.
"No, that's all we know. You may know more than us," Jake whispered.
"Yeah, Cassie. Why don't we get out of this field, and go somewhere? I need some Pizza, man!" Marco hissed.
Cassie sighed. Tobias could wait ... she guessed. "Fine, fine. Let's go back to my place. Uh, what are we going to do about them?" She said, and pointed at Jeanne and Santorelli.
"We can morph, Cassie," Jeanne said, in her strong French accent. Santorelli nodded, and started to morph into a golden eagle. Jeanne followed, only taking the form of a bald eagle.
All started to morph, and the company set off (following Cassie) to Cassie's home.
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By the time everyone had stepped inside of Cassie's home, the sun was high risen and the clock read "noon." Marco complained until Cassie gave in on the questions (which were hardly answered) and ordered some pizza. On Marco's behalf, Cassie ordered "Marco's Pizza."
"What is going on here? I want to know all of it," Cassie said eagerly.
"Should we tell her all of it?" Asked Jeanne.
"I suppose we have to. I mean, she bought four large pizzas," Marco replied.
"Okay, I guess so," Jake said.
"Well, it started like this ........" Marco started.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I know, short chapter. But next chapter is really long, so don't worry! ^-^ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
A tear rolled down Cassie's cheek, quickly followed by another. She felt ashamed of herself, and started to sop up the crying with the back of her hand. This did not work; the sadness pushed upwards, and the thought of Tobias gone ... possibly dead ..
Jake somberly looked at Cassie. "I know Cassie. But we don't even know if he's dead or gone. He could be anywhere," he whispered, and Cassie got angry at him. How could he not care?
"What happened? Tell me!" Cassie said ravenously, and desperately.
"Cassie. You're different. What's happened? You seem so angry, and so mean," Jake said.
"I'm sorry, Jake. But I want to know. Where is Tobias? Do you know how much he has gone through? His hawk body could be dying any time now!" Cassie said, realizing what harsh conditions Tobias was probably enduring.
"I know Cassie," Jake said. "And I'll tell you this: Tobias, when we got back, right away flew away, despite us."
"That's all? Anything else?" Cassie said, a little more like herself.
"No, that's all we know. You may know more than us," Jake whispered.
"Yeah, Cassie. Why don't we get out of this field, and go somewhere? I need some Pizza, man!" Marco hissed.
Cassie sighed. Tobias could wait ... she guessed. "Fine, fine. Let's go back to my place. Uh, what are we going to do about them?" She said, and pointed at Jeanne and Santorelli.
"We can morph, Cassie," Jeanne said, in her strong French accent. Santorelli nodded, and started to morph into a golden eagle. Jeanne followed, only taking the form of a bald eagle.
All started to morph, and the company set off (following Cassie) to Cassie's home.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
By the time everyone had stepped inside of Cassie's home, the sun was high risen and the clock read "noon." Marco complained until Cassie gave in on the questions (which were hardly answered) and ordered some pizza. On Marco's behalf, Cassie ordered "Marco's Pizza."
"What is going on here? I want to know all of it," Cassie said eagerly.
"Should we tell her all of it?" Asked Jeanne.
"I suppose we have to. I mean, she bought four large pizzas," Marco replied.
"Okay, I guess so," Jake said.
"Well, it started like this ........" Marco started.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I know, short chapter. But next chapter is really long, so don't worry! ^-^ ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~