Chapter 21
I met up with Jake, Tobias, Cassie, Marco, Whitney and Sam in front of Melissa's house. Rachel wasn't there. We wanted her to think Jake wasn't there for family reasons. Jake had already acquired the flea. I shuddered at the thought.
"I can't believe you are actually morphing a flea." I said to him.
"Neither can I, but someone has to do it." He shuddered.
"Well, I hope it's safe, this is the smallest thing any of us have morphed. Rachel had that shrew, but this is much smaller." Cassie pointed out.
"Good luck." I encouraged.
Jake stood up. "Whitney, we need you to go do your thing, whatever it may be. Sam, Gordon, keep your distance, only come in if summoned. The rest, I think we are ready to go." He rubbed his hands together. "Let's do it."
"That's Rachel's line." Marco muttered. Cassie laughed.
Whitney morphed to golden eagle and left. I don't know where she went. Sam and I left. As we went, I turned around to see the horrible sight of Jake's body turning hard and shrinking. I looked away and continued to walk.
"So, do you have anything to do?" I asked. "We may be here a while."
"Actually, I do. I thought we could use some hand-eye coordination, so I brought a hacky sack. It will make us look like we were doing something more than we were."
We began to toss around the hacky sack. We were both pretty good.
{Okay, I think Rachel is on her way.} I heard Tobias say from what seemed to be a short distance. Strange, because he was very far away. And usually distance and nothing else made a difference.
"Come on, what happened?" Sam asked. I had missed a hit because of Tobias.
"Nothing, thought I heard something." Once again, I was hearing thought-speech that was probably not directed at me. And it seemed louder than it should have.
"Let's go." Sam urged.
We continued to play around.
{Sorry Rachel, Jake had a family dinner that he absolutely had to attend.} I dropped the sack again.
"What now?" Sam asked.
"Can you hear Tobias?" I asked.
"No, why?"
"Because can, and I don't think he is talking to me. I think he is having a hard time directing the telepathy." I speculated.
"How? I thought it just went to whoever you wanted it to."
"It does, as long as you are concentrating on who it is, maybe he isn't paying attention."
{What? No, Gordon and Sam are at home. It's the suburbs, and if they are seen, then there will be a swat team here in no time.}
"There, did you hear it?"
"No."
"Well, I am worried, maybe you can't hear telepathy, I don't know. Either way, I will need to talk to him about it tomorrow. What if everyone in this area can hear Tobias. That would suck." I said.
"Well, let's get back to the game. We can worry about it later." He grabbed the hacky sack and we continued to bump it back and forth. Doing jesters and rainbows and such. We were both surprisingly good. I guess the martial arts had in some way affected our coordination. I liked that concept.
{Okay, I am ready. Let's go in.} Rachel said.
{Okay, I am latched on, let's hope this goes well.} Jake said. But I don't think Rachel heard it, or she would have said something.
"Okay Sam, these voices aren't helping. I think we need to let up. I can't concentrate. I jeep hearing everyone and I don't know why. I am going to sit down." I went over to the wooden fence and sat down. The suburbs were nice, so not many people were around to see.
"Alright. I will just keep practising." He kept batting at the sack.
{Okay, I'm in. Let's see if chapman is on his way down. It's about the same time, so he should be on his way. Hey, what about Fluffer? Where is he?} Rachel asked.
Tobias answered. {He is far away, down at the park, hunting a mouse or something.}
{Good, because the last thing we need is for the real Fluffer to come barging in. Tell me if he is on the way.}
{Okay, going good so far, let's keep it that way. She has no idea I'm here does she?} Jake asked.
{No, I don't think so.} Tobias said.
{Good, let's keep it that way.}
I closed my eyes, trying to concentrate on the conversation and maybe picture what was happening. Because I had no way to see what was actually happening. All I had was words.
{Okay, I think he is on his way down. I am going in.} Rachel said.
I met up with Jake, Tobias, Cassie, Marco, Whitney and Sam in front of Melissa's house. Rachel wasn't there. We wanted her to think Jake wasn't there for family reasons. Jake had already acquired the flea. I shuddered at the thought.
"I can't believe you are actually morphing a flea." I said to him.
"Neither can I, but someone has to do it." He shuddered.
"Well, I hope it's safe, this is the smallest thing any of us have morphed. Rachel had that shrew, but this is much smaller." Cassie pointed out.
"Good luck." I encouraged.
Jake stood up. "Whitney, we need you to go do your thing, whatever it may be. Sam, Gordon, keep your distance, only come in if summoned. The rest, I think we are ready to go." He rubbed his hands together. "Let's do it."
"That's Rachel's line." Marco muttered. Cassie laughed.
Whitney morphed to golden eagle and left. I don't know where she went. Sam and I left. As we went, I turned around to see the horrible sight of Jake's body turning hard and shrinking. I looked away and continued to walk.
"So, do you have anything to do?" I asked. "We may be here a while."
"Actually, I do. I thought we could use some hand-eye coordination, so I brought a hacky sack. It will make us look like we were doing something more than we were."
We began to toss around the hacky sack. We were both pretty good.
{Okay, I think Rachel is on her way.} I heard Tobias say from what seemed to be a short distance. Strange, because he was very far away. And usually distance and nothing else made a difference.
"Come on, what happened?" Sam asked. I had missed a hit because of Tobias.
"Nothing, thought I heard something." Once again, I was hearing thought-speech that was probably not directed at me. And it seemed louder than it should have.
"Let's go." Sam urged.
We continued to play around.
{Sorry Rachel, Jake had a family dinner that he absolutely had to attend.} I dropped the sack again.
"What now?" Sam asked.
"Can you hear Tobias?" I asked.
"No, why?"
"Because can, and I don't think he is talking to me. I think he is having a hard time directing the telepathy." I speculated.
"How? I thought it just went to whoever you wanted it to."
"It does, as long as you are concentrating on who it is, maybe he isn't paying attention."
{What? No, Gordon and Sam are at home. It's the suburbs, and if they are seen, then there will be a swat team here in no time.}
"There, did you hear it?"
"No."
"Well, I am worried, maybe you can't hear telepathy, I don't know. Either way, I will need to talk to him about it tomorrow. What if everyone in this area can hear Tobias. That would suck." I said.
"Well, let's get back to the game. We can worry about it later." He grabbed the hacky sack and we continued to bump it back and forth. Doing jesters and rainbows and such. We were both surprisingly good. I guess the martial arts had in some way affected our coordination. I liked that concept.
{Okay, I am ready. Let's go in.} Rachel said.
{Okay, I am latched on, let's hope this goes well.} Jake said. But I don't think Rachel heard it, or she would have said something.
"Okay Sam, these voices aren't helping. I think we need to let up. I can't concentrate. I jeep hearing everyone and I don't know why. I am going to sit down." I went over to the wooden fence and sat down. The suburbs were nice, so not many people were around to see.
"Alright. I will just keep practising." He kept batting at the sack.
{Okay, I'm in. Let's see if chapman is on his way down. It's about the same time, so he should be on his way. Hey, what about Fluffer? Where is he?} Rachel asked.
Tobias answered. {He is far away, down at the park, hunting a mouse or something.}
{Good, because the last thing we need is for the real Fluffer to come barging in. Tell me if he is on the way.}
{Okay, going good so far, let's keep it that way. She has no idea I'm here does she?} Jake asked.
{No, I don't think so.} Tobias said.
{Good, let's keep it that way.}
I closed my eyes, trying to concentrate on the conversation and maybe picture what was happening. Because I had no way to see what was actually happening. All I had was words.
{Okay, I think he is on his way down. I am going in.} Rachel said.