Finally I have some time to myself. I know, I know, I should have done this about a week ago, but I was swamped with homework, reading The Source for AP World and other such things, including deciphering Marco's letter. Now that I have some time, I've decided to take a shot at it, but first, a note to all the reviewers:

LilManiac: Thanks for being such a loyal fan! I hope you enjoy this chapter and I'll tell everyone what a plot bunny is in the story.

CASSIE101: Glad you are enjoying this!

Duo-of-Redwall: I be am Duo of Redwall, sorry about the no underscore thing, ff.n doesn't take those. Oh, and BOTHER! Hehe! Oh, wait, what did we have for math again? Just kidding! Seriously! Oh, go play your Yugi-O cards or something!

And now I'm done ragging on Duo. He's so fun. Oh, wait, Duo, who am I?

…Don't ask. It's something you'd have to see and I don't think he wants the world knowing his secrets…

All right, so like I was saying, it had been a long day…

--Author Time--

"Duo, I'm telling you, a plot bunny is not always evil. Sheesh, it's just a fuzzy bunny that gives people plots…No, it does not look like Wiz, or at least not in my mind. Anyway, I'll see you later. Keep it Fresh like an apple!" I hung up the phone, giggling. Duo was insane, but he was cool. I flipped through the mail for the forth time, slightly shocked over the fact that I wasn't swimming in "we want you to come to our college!" stuff. It was enough to drive an author mad!

"I'll just read some fan fictions, maybe," I told myself; I was trying to rid myself of the slightly eerie feeling that someone was watching me. When I got up to the computer, the letter was lying there, taunting me. Trying to ignore it, I sat at the computer and began to read some fan fictions.

A fly buzzed in my ear.

My eye twitched at the annoying sound; I raised a hand to swat it.

(WATCH IT!) A voice shouted, interrupting my reading. I jumped up, looking around. (It's me, the fly genius.)

"Marco?" I questioned, trying to calm my racing heart.

(Unless there's someone else that's as cute as me—even when I'm in fly morph—you have the right guy. Jake wanted me to check up on your progress.)

"Erm…well, I've been busy and haven't been able to type much."

(You did get my letter, right?)

"You addressed it to traycon3, but yes, I got the letter. Next time address it to me, not my screen name."

(Sorry. So, are you gonna type it up?)

"Once I decipher it, yes."

(What's there to decipher?)

I picked up the letter and began to read:

"'Traycon3:

It's me, Marco the Magnificent. You asked me for the rest of the story so here goes…

I, Marco the Magnificent, along with the rest of the Animorphs, went in search of this Traycon3. Gaily Jake and I began to—"

(I ne—) His demorphing cut him off. "—ver said gaily."

I shrugged, "Poetic license. Anyway, back to the story:

'—joke, enjoying ourselves as we went in search of t3. We figured maybe t3 was a guy who liked to role play as women, because what girl likes Star Trek, all of them, and Animorphs. Animorphs was definitely a guy thing.'

"Ugh, guys are so self-centered. I know plenty of girls who enjoyed it. As I was saying, though:

'We first tracked down her school. We snuck into the school, which wasn't that hard come to think of it. There were so many students that we blended right in. That, and it was only Jake, Cassie, and me who went. We were standing by some lockers across from a coke machine, watching people pass by before a teacher shooed us away. We followed this one girl who was heading to lunch. She seemed nice enough when we asked if we could join her. We ended up talking and the subject drifted to neopets and our role playing games. She mentioned a friend who was almost always on, but didn't specify who.

'Of course, I, being so magnificent, had a brilliant idea. We should ask everyone around if they know traycon3. This was quickly shot down.

'On the other hand, Cassie made a brilliant comment. "We should at least hang around and see if the Sharing has been here."

'Jake nodded and the vote was pretty much unanimous. By unanimous, I mean that Ax said his usual (I will follow my Prince) bit and Tobias decided not to vote. Other than that, it was unanimous. We decided the first thing to do would be to stake out the school.

'"I think maybe that girl you were talking about would be the best person to start with." Rachel said.

'"I agree. The Yeerks would probably want someone like her. She's smart, which would be a great asset to them." Cassie added.

'"Ok, I'll put on the charm and get all the info out of her," I volunteered.

'Unfortunately, I never got a chance. She was always hanging out with another girl and this guy. So, once again, I staked out the coke machine between classes. I watched as the other girl from this morning walked by. A few moments later, the girl we were following walked by, calling someone's name. I deduced that it was the girl from this morning. I was correct. ((What'd I tell you, I am magnificent after all.))

'What I had not expected was that the first girl was the one we had been looking for. "TRAYCON3!" The one we were following shouted. The former turned around.

'"Huh? Oh, sorry, didn't see you there."

'"I shouted your name four times. Is t3 all you answer to now?"

'The former flushed slightly. "I do respond to my actual name, I just didn't hear you, sheesh."'

"And that's where you left off. And you want me to type that!"

"You should have seen my first letter to K.A.A." Marco responded grinning.

Normally I'm not violent, but I was just itching to punch him. Fortunately for him, the garage door began to open. "My parents are home, I suggest getting out of here."

He left in a flutter of wings, leaving a feather and yelling, (Call me, we'll do lunch!)