Disclaimer: I do NOT own Animorphs, Rachel, Marco, Ax, Tobias, Cassie, or Jake or any of the Chee. I do not own ANY of this except the actual story (so it's not plagiarism).
::Thought::
Thought-speak
"Speech"
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"Melissa's here. I'm going to the dance now! Bye!" I shouted. See, there was a school dance and Jordan was going to clean my room while I was gone.
'`'`'`'`Jordan`'`'`'`'
Hi. My name is Jordan. Just Jordan. If you talked to me last month, I would be able to tell you my last name. But you obviously didn't talk to me last month, or I wouldn't be telling you my name, now would I? Anyways… When I heard Rachel leave, I signed off of my AOL screen name. The screen said "Are you sure you want to sign off the following screen name: lil LDS chiklet" and I clicked "Yes."
"Bye, Rach! Have fun at the dance!" I shouted.
"Don't embarrass Jake," I heard my mother say.
"Don't put a kissy on any boooooooys!!" Sara yelled.
Heaving myself up the stairs, I thought ::They say to count your many blessings. Blessings... blessings... what blessings are in this? I have to clean *her* room *and* mine and Sara's! Jeez…:: But I shook the thought off. ::This is a gift, remember?:: Arriving to the room of the birthday girl, I opened the door, and immediately regretted it. There were clothes on the floor in her closet, pencils all over her desk, her bed was unmade, and who knows how much crap under the bed. ::Oh yeah. This'll be a load of fun. I'll start from the top and work my way down, I guess.::
~~~~1 very long hour later~~~~
With everything from the bed up dusted, scrubbed, thrown in the laundry chute, and vacuumed, I had one task left… cleaning under the bed. Trying to stall, I went downstairs for a snack. When I came back up, I heaved a great sigh, and started. Mission: Impossible.
~~~~90 disgustingly long minutes later~~~~
"Awesome! Just one more section of under-the-bed cleaning," I said aloud.
See, my strategy was to reach under the bed and scoop out an armload, then put it away. Reaching under, I hit something hard.
This, my friend, is where the adventure begins.
I pulled out the hard object and saw that it was a cubical things wrapped in an old rag. Unwrapping it, I was astonished at the beautiful blue box. Why was Rachel hiding it? What was it? How did it get there? Who did she get it from? *Where* did she get it from? So many questions! In an attempt to touch it, I dropped it from the rag. ::I wonder what will happen if I touch it…?:: So I did. And I know that you are saying "Stupid! That was a stupid move." Yeah, I know. Moving on… Zzzzzzztt!!! It shocked me! Literally. "Ouch!" I exclaimed. "That hurt! It's weird. But I better put it back. Maybe Rachel had it there for a reason."
"AAAAAHH!!!!!!! NOOOO!!!!!!!! BOWZER!!!!!!!!!" somebody screamed from outside.
I dropped the blue box and bolted outside. Our neighbor's dog had been hit by a car. Since the same thing happened to our dog, I new how to handle it. "It's okay! Just back off. I can handle this," I said, sounding like an idiot. Examining the dog, I concentrated very hard on him so that I could find any wounds, or see if he was paralyzed. When he went limp, I thought he was gone for sure, but then he came back to normal. "He's alright. He's okay, unhurt. But he's really freaked out, so you might want to keep him inside," I told the scared neighbors, and then I left. When I got home, I forgot what I had been doing, and went to my room. Thinking hard about the dog that had almost been killed, I started getting itchy. ::Dang,:: I thought. ::I guess it's the tears that is making my nose look big… and white… and… *furry*? What's going on?!:: I tried to get off my bed to look in the mirror, but something didn't work. My legs. When I looked down, I saw my legs bent the wrong way. When I finally got around to my mirror, I was a Great Pyrenees named Bowzer. I tried to scream, but… AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHY CAN'T I HEAR MYSELF?!?!?!?! WHAT HAPPENED?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! RACHEL!!!!!!!!! Lucky for me, Rachel had just gotten home from her dance and heard me…
`'`'`'Rachel'`'`'`
My face went pale. That voice was familiar, but I heard it from my head. ::Oh no. What's going on.:: Then I gasped. ::Jordan!::