Chapter 18
The trip this time was relatively safe. Nobody had to stop for anything in particular. Well, one time, we had lost Whitney. It didn't take too long to find her. She was just a little off to the side, she got sidetracked.
{Sorry, I was following my scent. This is the way we went last time.} she told us.
{Well, we are almost there, and my eyes are telling me you were going in the wrong direction.} Marco said. {let's just go in a straight line please.}
{Fine.} She replied.
We continued to fly toward the lake that was just at the feet of the mountains. When we got there, we all demorphed.
"Well, now we get to the fun parts." Marco said. "We get to sit here for about ten hours trying to catch a fish."
"Come on, at least we will be doing it in the wilderness." Cassie said. "Just enjoy it for that."
"But I prefer my fishing games, the fish don't think, the computer does, I can cheat on that." He whined.
"Alright, I will catch the damn fish. It shouldn't be too hard." Rachel said. She picked up the string and hook. She tried desperately to tie them up. Eventually, she gave up and gave them to Cassie to do. "Here, you are better at this."
Before long, Cassie had tied up three different poles, which were just string in between hooks and sticks. But it was effective enough.
While she was doing this, I was furiously searching for worms under the rocks and so on. I found a good handful, so we were good to go.
So we began to fish. When I was young, I used to fish with my dad all the time. I wasn't too bad, I always caught at least one. Unfortunately, I wasn't having as much luck today. Never have I had to endure such tedious work. It was sooooo boring.
It wouldn't have been so bad, except that it had to be done. There was no alternative, so we were stuck, and I couldn't get the enjoyment out of it that I used to. The serenity and such was such a release for anger. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the peacefulness. I gave up at about noon and let Rachel take over.
Once, at about noon, Cassie had a scare. She caught something.
"Hey, I have something!" She shouted as her stick bent and tugged with almost rhythmical consistency. She tried to bring it in by walking away from the lake shore. I could see it right there on the banks, sitting there in foot-deep water. It was bout a foot long.
"Someone get it!" Jake said. He was still sitting there trying to fish, not letting go of his pole.
"I am trying." Marco replied. He grabbed and missed several times.
I tried too, but the fish just wouldn't be caught. After about three minutes of trying, the fish outsmarted us and unhooked the hook from his jaw and swam away. It was depressing.
"Oh, come on. This absolutely sucks. I think this is completely stupid. I say we go home and try again next weekend. If this is all we can catch in this much time, we won't have time to test the morph or anything." Marco complained.
I shook my head. "No, we have to do this today." I told him.
"The water level is dropping rapidly. We don't know how long they will keep coming back to this lake. The sooner the better. Besides, we already are here, we might as well do it now." Whitney said. She was right, we didn't know if they would be coming back much longer. Maybe they weren't coming back today.
So, on went the day, rather fishless. We estimated that the ship would come in at seven and leave at eight. The bomb was programmed for 8:01. The plan was to have it go off right before it hit the town. Believe me, we thought a lot of it out.
The rest of the day was still lacking of fish. We were just about to give up at ten to six when Rachel caught something. It was a trout or something. Cassie told us. It was about eight inches long, so it wasn't all that big.
When Rachel finally brought it to shore. We all stared at is in disbelief.
"We have to become that?" Marco asked. "I could cook this bitch up with a little batter and tartar sauce. I mean, come on."
"Think about it this way, someone had to save the world, and it might as well be us." Jake said. "Come on, everyone tough it before it dies. It's DNA is useless unless it is alive."
We all reached out and touched the slimy flesh one by one. It went limp and seemed to be dead, but when we returned it to the water it called home, it jerked alive with life and swam away.
"Well, we don't have time to test it, so let's get to work." Rachel said.
"Now I have a fish morph. I wonder what it's like underwater. None of us have morphed anything underwater, so we really can do nothing but hope this works out." I said. And now I had quite a repertoire of animals from the animal kingdom. Andalite, hork bajir, tiger, elephant, gorilla, fox, snake, cat, falcon, wolf, and now fish. I was a walking zoo. I could charge money and morph for people, but no, I had to drop out of society. Oh well, you win a little, lose a little.
The trip this time was relatively safe. Nobody had to stop for anything in particular. Well, one time, we had lost Whitney. It didn't take too long to find her. She was just a little off to the side, she got sidetracked.
{Sorry, I was following my scent. This is the way we went last time.} she told us.
{Well, we are almost there, and my eyes are telling me you were going in the wrong direction.} Marco said. {let's just go in a straight line please.}
{Fine.} She replied.
We continued to fly toward the lake that was just at the feet of the mountains. When we got there, we all demorphed.
"Well, now we get to the fun parts." Marco said. "We get to sit here for about ten hours trying to catch a fish."
"Come on, at least we will be doing it in the wilderness." Cassie said. "Just enjoy it for that."
"But I prefer my fishing games, the fish don't think, the computer does, I can cheat on that." He whined.
"Alright, I will catch the damn fish. It shouldn't be too hard." Rachel said. She picked up the string and hook. She tried desperately to tie them up. Eventually, she gave up and gave them to Cassie to do. "Here, you are better at this."
Before long, Cassie had tied up three different poles, which were just string in between hooks and sticks. But it was effective enough.
While she was doing this, I was furiously searching for worms under the rocks and so on. I found a good handful, so we were good to go.
So we began to fish. When I was young, I used to fish with my dad all the time. I wasn't too bad, I always caught at least one. Unfortunately, I wasn't having as much luck today. Never have I had to endure such tedious work. It was sooooo boring.
It wouldn't have been so bad, except that it had to be done. There was no alternative, so we were stuck, and I couldn't get the enjoyment out of it that I used to. The serenity and such was such a release for anger. Sit back, relax, and enjoy the peacefulness. I gave up at about noon and let Rachel take over.
Once, at about noon, Cassie had a scare. She caught something.
"Hey, I have something!" She shouted as her stick bent and tugged with almost rhythmical consistency. She tried to bring it in by walking away from the lake shore. I could see it right there on the banks, sitting there in foot-deep water. It was bout a foot long.
"Someone get it!" Jake said. He was still sitting there trying to fish, not letting go of his pole.
"I am trying." Marco replied. He grabbed and missed several times.
I tried too, but the fish just wouldn't be caught. After about three minutes of trying, the fish outsmarted us and unhooked the hook from his jaw and swam away. It was depressing.
"Oh, come on. This absolutely sucks. I think this is completely stupid. I say we go home and try again next weekend. If this is all we can catch in this much time, we won't have time to test the morph or anything." Marco complained.
I shook my head. "No, we have to do this today." I told him.
"The water level is dropping rapidly. We don't know how long they will keep coming back to this lake. The sooner the better. Besides, we already are here, we might as well do it now." Whitney said. She was right, we didn't know if they would be coming back much longer. Maybe they weren't coming back today.
So, on went the day, rather fishless. We estimated that the ship would come in at seven and leave at eight. The bomb was programmed for 8:01. The plan was to have it go off right before it hit the town. Believe me, we thought a lot of it out.
The rest of the day was still lacking of fish. We were just about to give up at ten to six when Rachel caught something. It was a trout or something. Cassie told us. It was about eight inches long, so it wasn't all that big.
When Rachel finally brought it to shore. We all stared at is in disbelief.
"We have to become that?" Marco asked. "I could cook this bitch up with a little batter and tartar sauce. I mean, come on."
"Think about it this way, someone had to save the world, and it might as well be us." Jake said. "Come on, everyone tough it before it dies. It's DNA is useless unless it is alive."
We all reached out and touched the slimy flesh one by one. It went limp and seemed to be dead, but when we returned it to the water it called home, it jerked alive with life and swam away.
"Well, we don't have time to test it, so let's get to work." Rachel said.
"Now I have a fish morph. I wonder what it's like underwater. None of us have morphed anything underwater, so we really can do nothing but hope this works out." I said. And now I had quite a repertoire of animals from the animal kingdom. Andalite, hork bajir, tiger, elephant, gorilla, fox, snake, cat, falcon, wolf, and now fish. I was a walking zoo. I could charge money and morph for people, but no, I had to drop out of society. Oh well, you win a little, lose a little.