Tonrad 112 decided that enough was enough. His host was taking five classes, plus a job, plus activities, plus a bunch of other things. Although his host somehow managed to get everything done, he felt that going to bed at 3:00 in the morning to wake up for an 8:30 class was pushing the limit. His host might be able to endure it, but he sure couldn't.

So, there they were. Homework finished, waiting outside of Claire and Anne's door. He would need to have a talk with Iftran and Garnas about this. Perhaps, if all of the Yeerks stuck together on this one, held a conference, their hosts would do something to change their schedules.

Or, at least they could get reinfested into adult host bodies whose job was generally nine to five, plus overtime and kids to care for.

"Come on in!" yelled Claire in her man name voice. "We're just doin' some homework."

"Just!" echoed two other voices.

Tonrad/Tom opened the door. Seated at one of the desks was Claire on her computer, at the other desk sat Susan with her laptop with a book being held open under the keyboard, and Anne was sprawled out on the floor, answering questions from a very thick looking packet.

"Hey, Tom," Susan greeted. "Join the party."

He laughed. "Where's the food?"

"It's, ah, on its way," replied Claire as her hands raced across the keyboard.

He took a seat on the "comfy chair", as Emily was known to call it. Big, off-white, and tilted slightly, it was a great place to watch TV and talk, but a terrible place to do homework.

"My Yeerk wants to have a talk with your Yeerks," he explained.

The other hosts groaned. "Tonrad, we have homework," Susan complained. "Can't it wait?"

"It's actually about that," Tonrad clarified. "You guys can keep typing and stuff, just let the Yeerks do the talking."

"Since when did you become Visser five?" Claire grumbled. Her eyes had finally left the computer screen.

"Actually, we need her, too. And Janent. And Mertil."

Mertil was Amy's Yeerk. Amy was a science major and a double minor. It was because of this that she didn't sleep.

No one had seen her within the last few days.

"Em visited like five hours ago. Her Yeerk makes her go to bed before sunrise. And if Carol's up, she's also doing work," Claire reported.

"I'll call them." Although Tarash held the highest rank of them all, he was directly under her, which meant that although he could not execute subordinates or anything, he held some authority.

The Peace Movement had voted on upholding the positions of Vissers, sub-Vissers, etc. Now, though, these Yeerks who had voted for it wondered if they should have voted against.

"The phone's over there," Anne replied, scribbling something down.

Tonrad nodded and head over to the phone.

"Hello, Carol. Can you come over? Yes, it's important…"