Okay, before I begin I would like to mention something I probably should've talked about last chapter.
For those who are unaware; Terry the Turtle is a secret agent turtle known as Agent T, who had a cameo in Across the Second Dimension, he had a rather large part in the video game. In the game he is Baljeet's pet turtle in a gelatin dimension. When I learned of Terry I decided that if Phineas and Ferb could have Perry in more than one dimension, then why couldn't Baljeet? (Plus I really like my characterization for Terry.) So that's Terry for you, he's not just some random turtle I thought up to make Baljeet the first person to morph.
Oh, and I don't own Animorphs nor Phineas and Ferb. Though I would like to.
"It's the first day of school, and I'm already ready for summer." Buford growled as we all headed out of the school building after a boring day of being told the class expectations. "Every class seems as boring as… math."
"I cannot believe you just said that!" Baljeet exclaimed, with a look of pure shock and horror. "If every class was as boring as math then I would never want to leave!"
"Baljeet, has anyone ever told you, that you're a nerd."
"Yes, you have."
Before the two could get into one of their arguments I decided to interrupt.
"So what do you guys say about heading over to S.H.E.D, and decide on what we're going to do with the rest of the day?"
"Shouldn't we discuss what happened last…?" Isabella started, before her eyes went wide. "Ohhhh."
So with that we headed over to the house where Ferb and I lived. It was so normal that it helped us forget about Gafinilan's murder by Ferb's mother who's supposed to be dead. Well, almost all of us. Buford and Baljeet were having a discussion that was more-than-likely going to end up into an argument, Isabella started up a conversation with me, but I couldn't help but look over at Ferb. He was as emotionless as always, but there had to be something wrong. After all, as mentioned before, his mother was supposed to be dead, and then she shows up and kills Gafinilan! If I saw my mom do that… Well, I would most defiantly believe that there's a slug in her head.
Upon reaching our house, we all headed into the backyard, and went into S.H.E.D.
"Okay," I said, locking S.H.E.D from the outside, even to those who had S.H.E.D membership cards, you never know if Iron Man, Hulk, Thor, or Spiderman could be hosts to a Yeerk. (Though I really hope not.) "I guess we should probably talk about what happened last night in the junkyard."
"Yeah," Isabella said. "I mean, are we really going to do this?"
"We promised Gafinilan that we would." Baljeet said. "We cannot go against our promise."
"But we're just kids!" I said.
"Kids that've helped save Christmas." Isabella said.
"Kids that have saved the world from an Ice Age." Baljeet added.
"Kids that've made ice cream on the moon!"
We all looked over at Buford.
"What? It was really good ice cream, though it would've been better if we would've had Rocky Road."
"Do not make me sic Terry on you again."
"Okay, I get it." I said, smiling a bit. "No need to sic turtles on people. And you're right! We might just be kids but we've done so many amazing things no adult could even dream of doing! If we could save the world when we were nine, then we can do it when we're thirteen/fourteen/fifteen! What do you guys say!?"
"I have no idea how I am going to schedule this in with school, but I am in!" Baljeet said.
"A chance to actually turn into a bear instead of just dressing up as one? Sign me up!" Buford added.
"I'm most defiantly in!" Isabella smiled.
"I'm in." Ferb stated.
"Awesome!" I said. "Okay, so… how exactly does the morphing work?" I said, turning to Baljeet.
"Well," Baljeet said. "It is what he said. You touch the animal, concentrate on all their details, acquire their DNA, then morph. Though the morphing process is not exactly the most pleasant thing. It is a bit slow, and… disturbing. Once you are morphed you get overwhelmed by the animal's instructs. (This has made me wonder about Terry.)" Baljeet mumbled that last part under his breath. "You cannot morph loose clothing, only skin tight things like spandex. It is pretty simple."
"You mind showing it?" I asked.
"Of course not." Baljeet said. "But, if you don't mind, I really do not enjoy trying to pick my way out of my clothing so…"
"Are you wearing the skin-tight stuff under?" Isabella asked.
"Of course."
"Go ahead then." I said.
Baljeet nodded, and quickly took off his shirt, shoes, socks, and pants. Which lead to him standing there awkwardly in a skin tight shirt, and shorts.
"I am most defiantly figuring out loose clothing." Baljeet said. "Here we go."
Baljeet closed his eyes in concentration before his skin started to change, turning into a bright shade of orange.
"If you had Ferb's hair you would be an oompa loompa!"
"Very funny Buford." Baljeet muttered. "Okay, if I just…"
Out of nowhere, a green shell started to grow out of Baljeet's back and some sort of yellow thing from his stomach. As that happened Baljeet started to shrink. With a sucking noise his curly black hair entered his skull, his orange head turning into the shape of Terry's. Baljeet's nose sucked into his head, and his lips disappeared altogether as no turtle has lips of any sort. His legs were thickening, and his fingers and toes started to shrink, becoming the turtle's toes. His nails sharpened into claws.
Soon, where Baljeet had been standing, was an orange colored turtle.
"That. Was gross." Buford said.
((I told you.))
"You can thought speak?" Isabella asked. "That's a relief."
"So what are the instincts like?" I asked.
((That is the weird part,)) Baljeet said. ((For some strange reason he does not have the instincts you would suspect of a turtle. In fact…)) Baljeet slowly stood to his hind turtle legs. ((This doesn't seem strange. There is most defiantly something wrong with my turtle.))
"You're telling me." Buford said. "I still have the scar from when he bit me."
"Well, you should probably turn back." I said.
((Of course.))
Once Baljeet was human, and clothed we all went our separate ways.
Ferb and I headed into our house, and went upstairs where we found Perry sitting on my bed, and Steve on Ferb's.
"We should try morphing." I said, turning to look over at Ferb.
"Okay."