Korean Pearl: I agree, Alloran would probably FEEL hesitant, but to show that to his son would be showing weakness, so he didn't do it, because it would make his son not look up to his father at all, perhaps. Thanks 4 the review!

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Anonymous- cat: I will detail the son trying 2 come 2 terms with Yeerks later in the story, don't worry! It's not resolved; it's a start! Thanks 4 reviewing!

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Elwing: You're right, I do love writing! I try to write 1,000 words per chapter, which someone recommended a while ago, and I find short chapters work better for me!

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We returned to the scoop, my son looking a little ashamed of himself. I knew there'd still be more problems to overcome, but I was thankful to have at least started to break the ice. My son went up to Illim quietly, and I deliberately occupied my wife and daughter, understanding that my son would not want a crowd watching. I listened, however, and my son broadcast his thought- speak to both Illim and myself, knowing that I would want to hear what was said.

Baras approached Illim with submissive body language; tail, eyes and head lowered slightly, and Baras did not walk directly towards Illim, he weaved a little and seemed hesitant. When he came to stand before Illim, however, Baras raised his shoulders and looked Illim directly in the eye to show that he meant what he said.

(I apologise for my earlier discourtesy, Illim,) my son said quietly. (I did not understand.)

"That's alright."

That simple exchange of words made me feel so much better. I could identify with my son, after all. I could tell he still did not like Illim, and was not totally at ease with me, but I felt confident that this would change. I began to feel more at ease, and slept that night more peacefully than ever before, and had no nightmares of the twenty- four years of living hell.

The next morning the five of us returned to the spaceport, which was where the humans, Yeerks and Hork- Bajir would begin their tour. I decided to accompany them; I had been away form the homeworld for so long that I thought a tour might help me to find out what had changed.

When we got there, the Yeerks were all milling around in a small area of the spaceport, their Andalite guards among them. Illim went to greet them, and I followed him.

(War- Prince Alloran- Semitur- Corrass?) Came a commanding voice.

I looked up, to see to my amazement and consequent fear, Lirem- Arrepoth- Terrouss walking towards me. The crowd parted, sending furtive glances at one another. I knew they were probably thought- speaking amongst themselves.

Well, I thought I should at least show a shred of dignity. I drew myself up to my full height, and assumed an intimidating stance. After 24 years of enslavement to the cruellest creature in the entire known galaxy, I was hardly about to back down to another Andalite, Head of Council or not.

(Yes, sir?) Although I wasn't going to be overly submissive, I knew I must show the correct respect or I would become even more infamous than I was already.

(Come with me, and bring that Yeerk with you.)

(Which Yeerk, sir?)

(The one whom you insist upon defending. Both Captain Brehar and Warrior Tetron- Serenial- Maheen have informed me about your overthrowing of my orders.)

(You mean Illim 871 of the..)

(Yes, him.)

"That's me, and you know it well, Andalite," Illim snapped. "We agreed to a truce as equals, not underlings, so you'll speak to me, not about me, while I am present."

(Silence! How dare you show such disrespect!)

"How am I showing disrespect?" Illim asked, genuinely not knowing.

It was a huge mistake. All around us, the crowd showed their disbelief. Andalites of all ages, ranks and occupations cast worried glances at one another or stared at us angrily, and the warriors twitched their tails.

(Come with me,) Lirem said in a low, dangerous voice.

I started to follow him. (Come on, Illim,) I said anxiously when I saw that he was not following.

He followed. Lirem led us to the northern end of the spaceport, and the guards at the Electorate building's doors drew aside. Lirem strode purposefully through the hall and led us into a side room, where several of the Electorate's most important councillors were gathered.

Illim and I stood in the centre of the room, and these Andalites looked at us disdainfully.

(We have called you both here to give you an official reprimand for your conduct, and to warn you. You, War- Prince Alloran, are not to attempt to pass by security or thwart any measures that have been in place for Andalite security. You, Yeerk, are to obey our laws and show all Andalites respect.)

"Well, I would show them respect if they'd extend the same courtesy," Illim replied, surprisingly calm.

(Silence!)

"See, now that's not respectful."

(Illim, please can you be quiet?) I asked. (You're not helping the situation.)

"Sure, Alloran, seeing as though you actually have the word please in your vocabulary." After that comment, Illim said no more.

(If you fail to abide by the laws and new security measures, as listed here,) Lirem paused to hand me a computer disk, (then sentences will be carried out. Is that understood?)

(Yes, sir.)

"It's understood, Andalite."

"Actually, no," came a voice from the doorway. Marco's voice. He, Cassie, Eva, Tidwell and several other humans stood there.

(What!) Lirem shouted. He looked like he was going to have a fit.

"See, the way I see it, it was Earth that won the war. Humans. Us. Not you. So we think we should impose restrictions on the Yeerk race, or not as we see fit, and we see fit that restrictions should not be placed on them. So, with all due respect, we have to ask you to give the Yeerks on this planet proper tourist status. To refresh your memory, that means no guards except where appropriate, and access to all facilities save certain ones that are restricted. And if Yeerks need guards or are not allowed to enter the area, then humans or Hork- Bajir shouldn't be allowed, either."

The council members just stared.

"Oh, and just to refresh your memory," began Tidwell, "Illim and the rest of the peace faction did more to help win the war than every Andalite on the homeworld apart from Ax."

"I think that's an over- exaggeration," said Illim.

"No it's not, ignore him."

"They are," Illim pointed out.

Lirem was livid. (Restrictions upon the movement of Yeerks on this planet were a necessary security precaution, and it will be extended! No Yeerks are allowed in any scientific research building, this Electorate building or the Academy unless specifically invited!)

We were thrown out of the Electorate building. (Why did you have to go and make things worse!) I raged.

"Calm down," Cassie said. "We'll think of a way round this. There's no way Illim and the other Yeerks are going to miss any of this tour."

"Hey, Cassie," Elsa, a former human controller, interrupted. "D'you reckon the Andalites can recognise a video camera?"

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