"What?" I gasped, "The great Clinton Moffatt world renowned King of Eating is... full? Surely you jest?"

"Shuttup," Clint laughed as everyone laughed at him. I grinned and patted his flat, toned stomach.

"How do you stay so thin?" I asked.

"Talent," He grinned.

"You wish," Scott rolled his eyes in response. I snickered and reached for the pile of videos we'd gotten out. I flipped through them until I came to Dude, Where's My Car?

"Can we watch this first?" I asked, "Please?"

"Sure," Diana grinned and took it off me, putting it in the VCR and pressing play. Clint groaned and sat up slightly, leaning against the edge of the couch. I smiled at sat next to him, Bob sat down next ot me. Diana and Scott were on the sofa behind us and Dave and Tasha were on the love seat together.

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*Nycto*

I walked home from the park in s atate of confusion. I wasn't exactly sure how to go about killing these Yeerks. Would I have to go to them? Would they find me? Would we meet accidently like today? I sighed as I realised I would have to do this alone. The fate of everything rested in my hands... 'life wasn't fair' had taken on a whole new meaning.

"Nycto, is that you?" Mum called out as I opened the front door.

"Uh huh," I yelled back.

"Can you come in here for a second?" She asked.

"Where's here?" I asked.

"The kitchen," She called back. I went into the kitchen to see mum making dinner, there was a yellow flyer on the kitchen table. I picked it up and read it over.

*~*~*~*

*Diana*

I snuggled up next to Scott and leant my head on his shoulder. He hugged me close as we watched the movie.

"I love you," He whispered in my ear.

"I love you too," I whispered back and kissed him lightly.

"I'll protect you, you know," He said.

"Are you still worried?" I asked softly. He nodded silently. "Don't make yourself sick worrying about it, worry when the time comes."

"How can you not be scared?" He asked incredulously.

"This is my destiny," I shrugged.

*~*~*~*

*Tasha*

"Do you reckon Matt'll believe me if I tell him about us?" Dave asked me quietly.

"You're not allowed to tell," I reminded him.

"I know," He pouted, "But still, imagine the look on his face."

"Promise me you won't tell," I said seriously and looked him in the eye.
He pouted and sighed, "Okay, I promise. I won't tell."

"Good boy," I grinned and kissed him lightly. He smiled and kissed me back, running his hand through my hair gently.

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