DISCLAIMER: MUAHAHAHAHAA! I am the almighty Freak Apple! The idiot in a land of no idiots, the advocate of losers, inspiration to all who don't plan on achieving anything in life, owner of. . .**whispers** Animorphs? **clap of thunder. Freak Apple is reduced to a pile of stinky ashes**

NOTE: Nothing much to say here except I almost updated the first chapter of my little Halloween story. Onward!

F-RECAP-LE: Marco tries to work things out with Rachel, but ends up "accidently-on-purpose" snooping around Rachel's belongings. He finds out why Rachel is being all PMS-like and stuff, but unfortunately Rachel finds him reading her stuff and busts a cap on his ass.

Rachel -

"Rachel, I don't think he meant to do anything. . ." Tobias broke the silence cautiously.

I wasn't crying, like they both probably thought. But seeing Marco reading what I've been stressing over made my head throb. I didn't want him to know. I didn't want anyone to know. Fighting the yeerks, becoming animals, saving the world, THAT stuff was what I did. Xena was NOT supposed to be bothered by her parents both going off and seeing other people and moving on. No, that was a normal people problem. Hell, some normal people weren't even bothered by it.

Why me?

Tobias continued to rub my back, but he did it awkwardly. Like he wasn't sure it was okay. That was understandable since it wasn't everyday I lost it and. . .did I hit Marco??

"Oh crap, I hit Marco." I looked up.

"Well, yeah. Rachel, what's wrong?" Tobias tried to force me to make eye contact. I looked away at the half-open door.

"Nothing. Just pissed off that Marco was snooping around in my room."

"You know, I'm sure he didn't come here for that. You probably should've heard him out."

He was right. Now my damn conscience was telling me to go to Marco's house and apologize. To Marco.

I massaged my temples. "Fine. I'm going."

Tobias nodded. "Alright, I'll be with Ax, in case. . .you know. . ." His eyes darted to the torn letter.

"Thanks Tobias."

He looked somewhat disappointed, but he morphed anyway and took off. After he was out of sight I prepared to morph too.

"Hey Rachel what were you yelling at Marco for?" Jordan appeared suddenly in the doorway.

"None of your business."

"So you two aren't together, right?"

I recoiled. "Oh heeell no!"

"Awesome!" she grinned.

"But you know since mom is dating his dad, it would almost be like you have a crush on your brother."

That wiped the grin off her face. "Ewwwww! Rachel you're gross!" She ran away down the hall. I shut the door and prepared to morph again, but I stopped. Marco came to my house human. And for some reason, I thought I should do the same.

A couple minutes later I was at Marco's house. There was no car in the driveway, so my guess was that Marco's dad was at work. And I knew Marco had no life, so I bet he was in his room playing Gamecube or something.

I tried the door. It was unlocked.

"Dumbass." I muttered and stepped in. Fake explosions and cartoon voices drifted down from the upstairs. In his kitchen there was an empty pizza box and the cupboard was open to reveal tons of paper plates, which all had various Disney characters. I did not see one real plate or any silverware.

This must be how boys live.

I quietly went up the stairs, following the "Woo-hoo"s and the "Ka-BOOM!"s. The bathroom was open as I walked by. I noticed the pink toilet paper.

I finally got to Marco's room. The door was half-open and Marco was on the floor ogling at the TV. Some old cartoon about super heroes was on. He had my mom's cheesecake in his lap.

"So you know, I heard colored toilet paper was bad for your ass." I leaned on his doorframe.

"What - " he jumped and almost dropped his cheesecake.

"The pink dye and stuff."

He stared at me like I had two heads. "What are you doing here?"

"What, you're not letting me in?"

"Depends. You gonna hit me again?"

I rolled my eyes and let myself in. I made myself comfortable in his desk chair. Marco set the cheesecake on his bed and looked at me expectantly.

"Alright. I'm sorry for punching you."

"Okay."

Silence.

"Marco, I didn't want anyone to know."

He snorted. "Yeah I kind of figured that. Sort of explains why there's a dent in my stomach."

"It's not like it's a big deal or anything. . ."

He snorted again.

"Ok fine, I think it is. But it's not bothering me."

Another derisive snort.

"Stop doing that before I punch you again!"

Marco ran a hand through his overly conditioned, Herbal Essence-model-wannabe hair. "Listen Rachel, I just went over to ask you what was up. I'm sorry I read your thing."

"Okay."

Another stretch of silence.

"So could you not tell anyone?" I said finally.

"Fine."

Yet another silence. Some guy in tights got blown up in the background.

"You know, now I kind of understand how you must feel." I said.

Marco shrugged. "I guess. Well, not really. It's not like my real mom is romantically involved with Visser One. . .oh gross. . ." We both cringed at the thought.

"Still. We're both kind of losing a parent. . " then I realized what I said. "Well, actually I'm not really losing my dad, and your mom, um, we can. . ."

Marco held up a hand. "I know what you mean. But there's a difference Rachel. If we do win this war, my parents could still have a chance. My dad still loves my mom, even though he's dating yours. And I know my mom loves my dad. But your parents. . .no matter what - "

"Okay, okay." I interrupted him. I didn't want to hear it.

"Yeah. So whichever one of us is worse off, depends on your point of view."

I looked at Marco. The midget. The dork. The everlasting thorn in my butt.

"You almost seem kind of human." I told him.

He feigned a shocked look. "I'm flabbergasted! Forgive me, Xena."

"Well there goes the human thing."

He winked at me. "So you're saying you dig the serious Confucius-type Marco?"

"You're very retarded." I got up to leave.

"Oh, you're into mentally disabled guys?"

"Shut up."

"You won't stay for some. . .dessert. . .?" he said in a pseudo-seductive voice.

"I'm leaving now, dorko."

"Okay. Well I'm always around if you need anything." Marco said. "You know, to 'play the Cassie.'"

He said this seriously. I turned around and saw him. He wasn't grinning like an idiot.

"That would be because you've got no life." I said and I shut the door behind me. I heard a pillow hit the door followed by a loud laugh.

- - - A little short, but go read my Halloween thing if you absolutely need something to read to kill time. Anyway, I was very VERY surprised at how many people were against Marco-Rachel. I coulda sworn at least half of you swayed that way. Hmm, oh well that changes nothing LoL. Oh yeah, and I don't thing you can be "con-something". LoL, my mistake. You can be "pro-something", but not "con". LoL go figure. You can say your "against" though. Or even "anti - ". So sorry to those of you (almost all of you) that used con cuz I'm an idiot who told you to do that. LoL **blushes and hides face in shame**

THE HAPPY KORNER!!!

Chelz Aelle - Myrtle. . .hm, I can use that. . .LoL. Alright, I will allow Myrtle the Turtle to make a cameo. **steals Myrtle** I'll take reeeeaaally good care of him, I promise **starts a pot of boiling water** And. . .WHAT!? Daniel! I thought we had something special!! **sob**

Jinako-chan - Rachel-baby? Hmmm, ok you can call her that. **whispers to Rachel. She glares evilly at Jinako** La la la. LoL. Yeah, aren't Rachel and Tobias just the cutest little thing? Awwww. And I chose not to let Rachel tell Tobias yet. I plan on using that to screw something else up, so that comes later maybe. LoL "playing around with cheesecake." Makes me think of American Pie. OH, thank you for that image **glares**. And hey, Marco is a curious little monkey. He can search through any room he wants, LoL.

Freak show - Okey dokey, one more for the R/T tally. Serious chapters are boring to write. I had to spice it up with Marco talking to a cheesecake **shrug**. Anyway, glad you liked it.

UltraBeing - So you're with the whole friendship with Marco and Rachel like Jinako-chan. Cool. I will check out your fic later today or maybe tomorrow (no school, COLUMBUS DAY!).

SurrealSerpent1 - Not so benign intentions? **not sure what that means, but hinds under the bed anyways** Oh and Jason is this guy on the soap opera **blush** that I got some ideas from. . .am I a bad person now?

SouthrnBelle - We all love the Marco-Rachel bickering. In fact, you could say they fight like a married couple! **look away intentionally. . .or so you THINK** LoL.

*ROGUE* - you've got a point. Losing Rachel would totally screw up Tobias, who's already way screwed up to begin with. Hmm. . .interesting. . .

Prue Halliwell - Thanks! And LoL its weird, not one person is pro M/R. . .

Dr. Billy Bobby Bob - Aw, thank you for thinking my story is crap in a meaninglessly funny inoffensive way! That's so sweet! LoL. Yeah the number of reviews freaked me out too. It's pretty creepy since my first story had 19 chapters and only pulled 97 reviews. Hmm, I should start a cult. . . Hey maybe by "sexist" you meant "sexiest"? **bellydances seductively** w00t w00t! LoL.

Philip (Triple Point) - The fingerprint thing did cross my mind. But I always thought that you need a criminal record to match the prints to before they can identify them. But I'm not sure, I'll have to check up on that somehow. But if that's true I will put it in my story somehow. Thanks Mr. Triple Point! (Hey, have I ever asked you what triple point means yet?)

Amy Angelblade - Yup yup, Tobes is human! Weee! But really, how are he and Rachel ever gonna round the bases if he doesn't start going human more often? LoL. Ohhhh, and writing this made me feel like cheesecake too!! Hey pssst, Amy, **whispers** if you save the documents as HTML or "web page" on Microsoft Word, the little arrow thingies will show up.