Morning Run

Running down the sidewalks with the sun barely peeking over the horizon like a dog peeking over your armrest for food Wessel took the time to contemplate human insanity. He had to start this run leaving home when it was darker than inside the Taxxon pit he'd already been running for an hour and a half. His borrowed legs burning as if on fire and the whole time he had to feel that smugness coming from the mind he currently sat on top of.

{Why would you in any sense do this to yourself human?}

{Oh stop being a baby I've been doing a route like this since I moved to [wouldn't you like to know] during Freshmen year.} In fact with a quick glance at Kevin's memory the Yeerk in his head could see that this type of run was one of his constants in life. Even being perhaps the one things positive about the dreaded Sophmore year. This of course lead to the obvious that in order to be Kevin Anders, Wessel 061996 would have to keep up this activity. No matter how much he disliked to the physical feeling it brought. Getting tired he tried for a second to slow his pace ever so slightly thinking that with Kevin not in control he wouldn't noticed. Yet like any Yeerk trying to eat vegan while inside a Taxxon this was doomed to failure.

{Hey hey what is this slowing down I see. The real me would never slow down so come on double time it slug. You wanna be an air force ranger, you wanna live a life of danger, you don't wanna be raped by strangers!} Wessel at this took off faster than before choosing the brief physical discomfort over having his hosts loud and many times vulgar 'inspirational' chants ringing inside the skull he called home. Still as he felt borrowed lungs begin to feel like they might pop he wished that something could distract him. Well in the way that didn't make him want to change course into traffic like his hosts idea of distracting was.

Though it did seem luck slightly smiled in some way upon him for he could see up ahead what looked like a older man walking his dog having an altercation with a younger man. He picked up the ace but by the time he got to the two the younger had pushed the older man down his dog, a small yapping Pomeranian, barking and jumping away. Wessel quickly kneeled down in front of the older gentleman.

"[nope]PD what just happened?" The old man shakily stood up.

"That young bastard took my wallet and gave my poor Fuffikins quite the fright." Wessel just raised an eyebrow at the old man's odd choice of name for a dog, not being privy to the wonder that is Fluffer McKitty, and seeing that the young man hadn't mad much ground took off in a sprint. Honestly it was beginning to seem like it wouldn't be much of a challenge. The perp was just some wire thing kid trying horribly to hide his small frame under a trench coat two sizes too large and a hat barely covering what seemed to be an entire shrubbery of red hair. Wessel could see the wallet still tightly clutched in the kids hand as he ran for it. Still he wasn't a match for a seasoned runner like Kevin Anders even if in his opinion Wessel couldn't do it as good when in control. They closed the gap quickly and Wessel reaches out grabbing the wallet from the youths hand when his wilding pumping arms was raised upwards and prepared to take him down to the ground. That was until red shrubbery seemed to reach inside his pocket and threw what seemed to be dust or a brown powder behind him at his pursuer.

{Wessel. Wessel… WAKE THE HELL UP!} The Yeerk quickly snapped back at his host.

{What do you mean wake up human I'm about to take him down!}

{No you're not you froze us up for like a whole minute there man.} Looking at it Wessel in fact did now realize that he was standing in the middle of the sidewalk retrieved wallet clutched in his hand and no perp to be seen. He quickly shook their head.

{So what the hell was that? Does that happen normally to you space slugs?}

{No I'm most likely just exhausted from your stupid human fitness ritual. Let's just take this wallet back to its owner there is no need to speak of this.} Kevin could tell there was more too it but unfortunately mind scanning wasn't a two way street most times so he'd just have but the little trust in Wessel he had in that the Yeerk was somewhat right in it not being something to go into.

Hey thanks to all those that reviewed hope you like this new bit of story. Should be able to get these out at an ok pace with the Summer but who knows. As always leave a review or questions if you feel like it.