Disclaimer: I don't own Animorphs. I just own Joshua, Ben, Jessie, and Jimmy.
Chapter 9
We morphed back to bird of prey form and headed toward the city again. By now the constant morphing and demorphing had grown extremely tiring. We reached the city and headed for a food shop where they had an eat-outside kind of place.
We demorphed to human and we managed to steal a large lunch, or more appropriately I managed to steal it since I was faster then others.
We ate our lunch on a deserted roof. Ben asked what our plan was going to be. So we sat in silence none of us having a clue what to do. We could try to capture Jimmy and get rid of the yeerk controlling him.
The only problem was that we couldn't think of a plan to capture him. The house would probably be guarded by the yeerks, so we couldn't go and bust in there in battle morph and hope to kidnap him that way.
Then an idea came to me from the strangest of places. A bee landed on the back of my hand. I could care less, after all I had never been stung by a bee. All you had to do was wait for it to leave and not bother it or panic and you won't get stung. I held my hand up to my face and laughed.
"I have an idea," I said.
The others looked at me and waited for me to explain. I told them the plan and we agreed to do it tomorrow after we had rested from the continuous morphing we had been doing.
"So one of us needs to morph the black widow spider," I said. "All though first we should test it out, get used to its instincts and senses."
"So who morphs the spider?" Jessie asked.
"How about you or Joshua," Ben suggested. "Since Joshua has more experience morphing and you seemed to be able to control your Kestrel morph quite well when you morphed it first."
"How exactly did you manage to control the Kestrel so well?" I asked.
"I just tried to figure out what it would be like to be the Kestrel before I morphed it," Jessie explained.
"Oh, okay we need to remember that next time we morph a new animal," Ben said.
"Yeah, we do," I agreed. "Now we need to decide who does the spider morph."
I took three French fries from our dinner and broke one in half held them out in my fist. "Short French fry morphs the spider," I said.
The other two reached out and each took one of the fries. Both of the fries where long. I had drawn the short fry. I would have to morph the spider.