My brother thought this is a drawing of a girl with delicious-looking ass (and he even said “that ass is more delicious than what she’s eating”) LOL it’s just my tiger boi Yurio casually showing off his multitasking abilities. But my brother doesn’t need to know that ;)
parent!au: park jimin A single father of twins show you the true meaning of family and what it takes to love like a parent, even if they aren’t your own. word count: 4,840 genre: fluff// future angst? ?? i dont think there is any rn warnings: explicit language, slight degree of exploitation
[A/N]: how do ppl manage to write 6k chapters like dang?? that’s a lot of work ??
Ever since encountering Jimin, you never skipped out on morning drop off. Jimin dropped them off at school every morning and picked them up from after care. You left earlier than after care hours because you had to work at the club. Your only opportunity was morning drop off.
Before meeting Jimin, you hid inside the classroom. It wasn’t your responsibility to greet the parents, your cousin was the face of her classroom. You usually helped her with planning out her lesson plans for the next couple of days. It wasn’t anything that needed your immediate attention.
“Since when did you do drop off?” Kim asked the morning of the first time you joined her by the door. You had shrugged and smiled brightly at the incoming students and parents.
Many parents were confused at your presence because they’ve never seen you before. You had to explain that you were an intern, not a substitute for the day. Even several students had commented on your sudden change.
Your cousin didn’t make it a big deal, because she knew your intentions. It became obvious when Jimin arrived with Minjoo and Minseo. Kim had silently watched your body language and the slight tint on your cheeks arise.
Now every morning, you shared a small conversation with Jimin whenever you could. Kim would greet other parents in the process.
“Good morning, Ms. Kim… (Y/N).” Jimin shyly smiled. He usually showed up in business attire, however, he entered with a simply, cozy hoodie. Minjoo and Minseo were jumping in their matching lilac dresses, holding their father’s hands. They were eager for another day at kindergarten.
by: mldrgrl Rated: PG-13 Summary: Mulder and Scully work together to solve the murder of a young woman and take a witness into protective custody.
Author’s Note: I’m not one for author’s notes, but I feel compelled to give a bit of a warning on this one. This is my attempt at a casefile, and it’s more something you might find on SVU than X-Files, so proceed with caution. If SVU makes you uncomfortable, don’t read it. Also, it’s a bit of a departure from my normal style. I really wanted this to feel more like an episode and less like a story. So, no getting into anyone’s head here. What you see is what you get…
October 27, 1999 12:24 a.m. Old Town Alexandria, VA
The woman flailed her arms helplessly, searching blindly for something - anything - to fight her attacker. Her windpipe was squeezed so tightly shut that her face was nearly purple. The oxygen deprivation made her limbs heavier and heavier as her life slipped away. Before going completely still, she rolled her eyes to the side, looking away from the dark face of her killer. Her struggle for breath ended with the crack of her neck.
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• The show starts with the judges messing around on stage which tbh is the best way to start a show
| 3rd round continuation |
• Jay Park’s “let’s get it” saga goes on.
• I live for Jin Doggae’s piercing
• idk why but Hash Swan and Jin Doggae’s performance felt so vague even thought they’re both great rappers.
• btw this wasn’t included on this episode but i hate how Mnet’s editing makes it seem like Junoflo and Hash Swan hate each other when they get along irl.
• Hanhae’s arrogant attitude vs. scary charismatic Los
• Jay Park: “While preparing, did everything go well?”
Los: “It was easy” *both contestants start death glaring each other*
• Hanhae’s lyrics: “My aunties told me don’t be so well-behaved Hanhae" i wish my aunties said that to me
• Awe things ended good between them
• Sleepy is so nice, asking who wants to compete with him
• Zesty adores Sleepy i’m soft
• Sleepy forgot his lyrics but recovered so fast
• Sleepy and Zesty saying good job to each other i love them
• I love how everyone appreciates how great A-To is.
• “She’s one of the female rappers everyone says ‘wow’ about, he’s one of the male rappers everyone says ‘wow about’ *claps hands* sounds good right?”
• Jay Park fanboying over Nucksal “Nucksal fighting!”
• omg A-To forgot the lyrics twice whyyyy
• Cheese yoooo
•" Our Dean is your fan. Dean is actually complementing.“ Lmaoooo
•Ohhhh ZICO and Nucksal comforting A-To when she cried they’re the best
• LOVE PUNCHNELLO
•” They matched their outfits. Sponsored?“
• They’re getting along so well YES
• Jay park "hallellujah” after they announced it was a tie because same
• Punchnello: whatever is easier for you
He’s so nice to everyone and he was struggling but still got up stage and he thought he never thought about a second round and didn’t prepare anything he just wanted to get that shit done and go to his mom I hope she gets better 💕
• “Some people might take this as a love confession” looool i love that guy
•Lmao woodie gochild is so cute and his little moves omg
• looool i love it when the producers imitate woodie gochild’s moves
• ZICO: “If you make it to the official rounds I’ll buy you nice googles”
• JJK forgot his lyrics and freestyled his way to victory
• Olltii’s “daebak”
• okay but Olltii and Day’s performance was soooo good
| 4th round ~ judges performances |
• Sleepy: Today’s the day we judge the judges *evil laugh*
• Double Duo: “We’re usually sleeping at this time” ahhaahahha
• Gaeko: “We might end up first or last”
Choiza: “I don’t want to end up the forth. It’ll make me upset. We might even leave the show” hahahahhaahha i love them
• Dok2 (about Dean): I’m curious about his ‘different R&B part.
• Choiza about Gaeko: “We’ve spent more time together than he’s spent with his wife”
~ Dynamic Duo performance ~
• They lit the stage without being in it yet how
• Their stage chemistry is amazing
• Everyone’s hyped af and then there’s Woo Wonjae expressing no emotion at all
• “Rhythm is life” was the highlight of their performance.
~ Tiger JK and Bizzy’s performance ~
• Sleepy: Don’t I look like Tiger JK? lmao @ this boy
• LEGENDS ON STAGE
• Tiger JK just tied his shoes on stage I’m fucking screaming
• “Bizzy is really handsome”
• “It’s so cool when he says his name” lmao I’m dead
• Tiger JK: *drops mic*
~ Jay Park and Dok2’s performance ~
• Dok2: “ I forgot what my special weapon was”
• oKAY BUT DOK2 KILLED IT
• JAY PARK KILLING IT
• I don’t really listen to them but now I understand why they’re so famous
• Gaeko comforting a very insecure ZICO gives me life
• ZICO is very stressed and then there’s Dean smiling like a kid.
~ ZICO and Dean’s performance ~
• lol Dean just appeared and the crowd is already screaming
• BERMUDA TRIANGLE YES
• Can we just appreciate how talented they both are????
• “It’s the first time I see Dean rap so aggressively”
• The judges joining together and singing different R&B because same
• Woo Wonjae jamming to FANXY CHILD is my aesthetic
This didn’t mean he wasn’t grateful to the guy. The older man saved him and his sister from dying on the streets from both thugs and starvation…not that they actually needed it. Akutagawa and Gin could perfectly handle things on their own. It’s just that they have a much more stable income and residence now thanks to the Armed Detective Agency. It didn’t hurt that Dazai’s now kind of mentoring him on how to control and use his ability properly.
But Akutagawa just didn’t get the brunet man. He always had this carefree mask on him. He seemed to know and understand too much, and wouldn’t open up about anything about his past (not that Akutagawa ever tried to pry).
All Akutagawa knew that he was a suicidal maniac that wasted too many bandages, had a ridiculously useful power to nullify any ability, is a huge flirt, and was unhealthily obsessed with songs about double suicide.
But the strangest part about him, despite all the proclamations and attempts and songs and jokes about suicide, is that Dazai refuses to die.
It was the strangest thought about the older man, but it was the only thing that made sense.
“Hey,” Akutagawa says one day while walking back home from a mission. “Why aren’t you dead already?”
He and Dazai just took care of an uprising gang made up of some ability users that was stirring a little bit too much trouble in the back alleys of Yokohama. It was a complete cakewalk with Akutagawa’s Rashoumon and Dazai’s No Longer Human that it was almost laughable.
Now they were walking back to the agency’s building for a job well done and reports to deliver, with the sun setting over the horizon and painting the sky in colors Akutagawa gained a new appreciation for.
“Oi! That’s mean of you to say, Akutagawa!” Dazai grabbed his heart in fake hurt with that mysterious smile of his, never once looking at him as he stared up at the sky. “That really hurts you know! How can you say that to your senpai?”
“With all your ranting about double suicide, it even makes me wonder,” he coughed a bit into his hand before continuing, “Despite what you say, you’re barely trying to kill yourself. There are a lot of incidents here and there, but none of them serious enough for you to die for sure. And if you really wanted to commit double suicide with someone, you would search up some suicide partner on the internet instead of asking any random girl available.”
“But are there any beautiful women online who’d commit double suicide with me?” Dazai asked dramatically.
“You’d be bound to find one,” Akutagawa pointed out.
“You should be dead right now,” the sickly man looked at him. “But you’re not. So why?”
His mentor let out a long suffering sigh and had this look on his face Akutagawa couldn’t really figure out. “I’m waiting for someone.”
Dazai didn’t explain any further so Akutagawa didn’t attempt to pry any further. That answer was the more than anything he had got so far, so it was enough right now. Akutagawa thought he understood Dazai a bit better now.
Though he wished he could understand why Dazai always stared at the yellow-purple sunset with this wistful look on his face.
The first thing he saw was a flash of bright sunset colored eyes.
Akutagawa was barely able to throw up a shield using Rashoumon in time to block a giant bundle of white fur and sharp teeth and claws ramming into him.
He stared at the sharp claws and impassive eyes that flashed red of the tiger that launched at him and quickly threw the beast back.
He couldn’t believe that a fucking white tiger tried to attack him in broad daylight.
Akutagawa made his cloak flare up as intimidatingly as possible, trying to scare away the tiger but the tiger only strutted around him gracefully, looking a bit curious as it never took its red eyes off of him.
And the tiger pounced.
The two of them clashed, again and again, large feline claws against blood thirsty space eating cloth. And yet, the tiger was able to keep up with him. In fact, it was slowly becoming stronger and faster, as if playing around with him and testing what Akutagawa could do; that was worrying.
Akutagawa knew he couldn’t keep up much more and tried to finish off the beast with a single blow as it leaped at him.
And the white tiger ripped through Rashoumon.
Akutagawa gasped as he felt the wind get knocked out of him and onto the ground, coughing uncontrollably as he stared at the tiger.
He stared at it disbelievingly as it readied itself. This tiger was no ordinary beast.
He put all his effort and strength into one last attack and the beast leaped at him.
Akutagawa felt his power dispel oh so familiarly as he saw the telltale sign of Dazai using his ability on him…and the tiger?
He saw Dazai’s back facing as the huge tiger dispelled into…a boy around his age?
Dazai caught the boy and held him gently to his chest as he floated down gently like something out of a fairytale.
Akutagawa felt annoyed. The last time Dazai caught a guy in his arms was when Akutagawa fell that one time and Dazai caught him before just tossing him aside casually as he said ‘I make it no hobby to embrace men.’ What the fuck was this then?
“Atsushi?” Dazai’s voice was filled with so much emotion that Akutagawa couldn’t believe his own ears.
“D…D-Dazai-san…?” the boy’s voice (he assumed at least), was hoarse and quiet as if he hasn’t used it in years.
Akutagawa couldn’t help but stare awkwardly at the two’s touching reunion as he questioned his sanity and reality itself.
When Dazai kissed the top of the boy’s head, Akutagawa couldn’t help but gag out loud.
Their little bubble of cuddly teary reunions was popped and the boy hugged the brunet tightly, presumably embarrassed, and Dazai just looked nonchalant.
“What?” Dazai raised an eyebrow at Akutagawa.
“Oh I’m so sorry,” the exasperated man’s voice was dripping with sarcasm, “But can someone explain what the fuck is going on?”
“Language, Akutagawa,” Dazai chided, keeping a light tone, “What’s there to explain? I’m just having a touching reunion with my partner.”
“Who just tried to kill me a minute ago!” Akutagawa growled.
“Oh I’m sure he didn’t know you were my subordinate,” Dazai waved it off, “It’s been years after all. But it’s all a misunderstanding, right Atsushi-kun?”
The boy peeked above Dazai’s shoulder almost shyly, before standing up and bowing slightly.
He had pale skin, almost as pale as Akutagawa’s. His hair was silver with a black streak through them and in a ridiculous choppy and uneven hairstyle. He wore ripped up black dress shirt rolled up to the sleeves, black scraped up pants, black dress shoes and for some reason thought it was a good idea to pair suspenders and a stupidly long belt that almost looked like a tail. Though the most notable detail about the boy, (Atsushi, Akutagawa remembered what Dazai called him), was his eyes. His eyes were a bright yellow-purple color, so reminiscent of the sunset Dazai always stared so faithfully at before they flickered to a deep bloody red.
“Akutagawa, this is Atsushi-kun, my partner!” Dazai introduced them cheerfully, "Atsushi-kun, this is my new subordinate, Akutagawa!“
“Subordinate…?” Akutagawa swore ‘Atsushi-kun’ growled darkly while somehow maintaining a stoic face.
“Yep!” Dazai nodded, before taking a teasing tone of voice, “Can you take it? My new subordinate is much better than you~!”
Akutagawa swore he was going to kill Dazai as he somehow held his ground against Atsushi’s murderous glare.
“So get along, you two, okay?” the brunet smiled cheerfully and gestured to them.
Akutagawa sighed and stepped forward towards Dazai’s partner. “Er…nice to meet you…’
Atsushi leaned in with this scary look in his eyes, with his voice dark and dripping with this emotion that screamed jealousy.
The sickly man glared back. No way was he going to be intimidated by his mentor’s partner.
Ellen laughed next to you and you couldn’t hold it back anymore, joining right in. The clown in front of you smiled and took a bow. Leaving you he ran off to join the other performers, the show would start soon. “If the whole show is like that I’ll defiantly come here again a few times before they leave town again.” your friend turned to you with a grin after catching herself. You could only agree. It had been a surprise when Ellen had invited you to go together to the Haly’s Circus, but you were glad you had said yes. The two of you had met through work and had become fast friends, in fact she was your best. And this circus was amazing. Around you was a crowd of smiling faces. Excited children laughed with their parents. Clowns passed out balloons. When you stretched your head you could see the elephants that were on the other side of the tent. This was the best time you had in a while. Grinning you pointed at a small stand selling candy and drinks. “Should we get something before we go inside and sit down?” you asked, which Ellen agreed with happily. Quickly you made your way over there. Ellen got a bag of popcorn with her drink, while you voted to get cotton candy with yours. Turning around you were about to walk towards the tent entrance when you nearly ran into someone. Bruce chuckled, stopping you at arm length to prevent an accident. “Y/n.” he smiled. “What are you doing here?” “Girls-Day-Out.” you said, positively surprised to see him. “And I could ask you the same.” Remembering your friend you quickly introduced her. “Bruce, this is my friend Ellen Yin. Ellen, this is Bruce Wayne.” The woman gave him a nod, looking curiously between him and you. “Nice to meet you, Mr. Wayne.” she said politely. Living in Gotham she of course knew who Bruce Wayne was, everyone did. A playboy -even if he was now said to try moving away from that image- that helped a lot of charities, the owner of WayneCorp and therefore the provider of more than half of the jobs in this city. She wondered how you got to knew him. Sure Gordon and a other officer named Benett were friend with him, but she couldn’t help but wonder how you got to know this man. Then again, despite you being her partner at the force from her first day she hadn’t know that you worked with the bat till her option on him changed and she decided to side with him. “Pleasure’s all mine.” Bruce returned the gesture. “You’re Y/n’s new partner, aren’t you? I heard a lot.” He turned to you and gave you a half-grin. “If I would have known you were to come I would have invited you to come together.” “Perhaps next time.” you offered.You wouldn’t mind in any way. “I will take you up to that.” he promised, his eyes lighting up a bit. It was nice to see him like this, you wanted to see that look on his face more often. He turned to the boot for a moment, ordering some popcorn and a coke, before returning his attention to you. “So you’re the cotton candy type.” he teased looking at your snack. “What do you mean, ‘cotton candy type’?” You raised an eyebrow. “If you go to the circus, you have to get the whole experience. Seriously, you and your popcorn.” Making sure she understood you were only making fun, you threw Ellen a quick look. She rolled her eyes at you good-humored. Bruce laughed at you. “Whatever you say.” he shook his head, not able to wipe that grin off his face. When you pouted, he laughed. “Really I don’t see what the big deal is.” “It’s less of a big deal.” you defended yourself. “But how often do we have a circus in Gotham in the first place. So if we get the chance we should use that and get the whole thing, right?” He was only grinning, picking up his popcorn. Getting an idea you pulled a piece off your cotton candy. “Okay, here.” you said, offering it to him. Bruce hesitated surprised at first, but then accepted, eating it. You smiled triumphantly. “We gotta go inside.” Ellen spoke up. To say the truth she felt a bit uncomfortable, the display between the two of you making her feel like a third wheel. You nodded in agreement and say goodbye to Bruce, leaving with Ellen to get a good seat. “What is going on between you and Wayne?” she asked as soon as you were out of earshot. “What do you mean?” you asked back. “We’re friends, that’s all.” Skeptical, Ellen studied you. You really seemed to have no idea. She sighed. “Just promise me you be careful.” she said, earning a strange look from you. “Wayne is known as a playboy, I just don’t want you to get hurt.” Still, thinking back to what she had just seen she wondered if he would hurt you. Then again, she once overheard Mrs. Gordon claim the man was a pig. Either way, you were her best friend and she didn’t want you to end up with a broken heart over some guy. Besides she had really thought that there was something going on between her and Batman, so she didn’t know how to act when seeing you with another man. But you waved her worries off. “I know. Really, there is nothing going on between us.” Managing to catch a good seat in the first row you waited for the ringmaster to open the show. It was amazing. Jugglers, clowns, and a knife thrower. Next was a girl doing an act with a elephant and an animal tamer with his tigers. Till finally… “Ladies and Gentlemens, boys and girls, children of all ages -I present to you the fearless Flying Grayson!” The crowd cheered as the light landed at the two acrobats, a man and a woman, high above them. These were the big stars of the Haly’s Circus and everyone knew they were in for a treat. “As always performing their daring feats without the safety of a net!” They started doing their act on the trapeze. Before long the lights also focused on a young boy that was up there with them. “And now the youngest member of this amazing family.” the ring master introduced him. Then it happened. Before he could get into the act and jump out to catch his mother’s hands, the boy froze suddenly and looked at something above him. Not a second later the supports came undone. Both his parents fell, nothing breaking their landing. The crowd screamed. Instinctive you jumped over the ring railing to get to the fallen couple, Ellen following you. You knew they were dead before you checked the pulse. Closing your eyes in defeat, you were vaguely aware of Ellen talking to the shocked circus people. She explained that you were both from the GCPD and called Gordon on her phone. Your eyes opened and looked up to were the boy was kneeling on the small podium, starring down shocked. “Y/n, were are you going?” Ellen called after you when she noticed that you were getting up. “I’m going to help that boy down.” you explained not stopping. “He’s in shock. Even a experienced acrobat would have problems coming down in that state.” No boy should have to watch his parents die. Climbing the latter up to the podium, you tried to lose as little time as you could. When you reached the top, you found the boy sobbing bitterly. It made your heart clench. Gentle you laid an hand on his shoulder, kneeling next to him. Young Grayson looked up at you, his vision blocked by his tears. Hiccuping he tried to hold them back, but they wouldn’t stop. Wordlessly you pulled him in your arms. No sound left his lips as he screamed for his parents, pushing his face into your chest and clenching on to you. Your arms tightened around him. You let him cry, focusing just at being there for him. Whatever words were the right ones at that moment, they failed you then and there. So for a long while you said nothing. Your eyes met Bruce’s down in the audience, but you looked away. Softly you rubbed the boys back to calm him down. The crowd left at the same time your colleagues from the police arrived and started asking questions to the witnesses. Nobody rushed you to come down, but you knew you had to eventually. You waited till the forensics covered his parents’ bodies before you decided it was time. At least he would be spared to see their dead bodies up close. “Can you tell me your name?” you asked carefully to get his attention. You didn’t pushed him to answer you, waiting till he was ready to do so. His shoulder shook a little, before he laid limply in your arms. “Dick… Grayson…” he said, so softly you barely heard him. Slowly he looked up to you. “Mom and dad… they’re- …aren’t they?” The look in his eyes was breaking your hard. You hated doing this, but you nodded. Dick already knew, but this made it real. He hid his face in your shoulders again, looking for comfort. Any kind of comfort, even if it was from a total stranger. Holding him close you shed a tear.
Rachel: Still inside that empty house, still rapidly expanding into full elephant form. The cops are yelling for her to come out, and the Veleek has suddenly appeared and started chewing through one of the house walls behind her, so she basically decides YOLO and goes barging through the front wall of the house. Not the front door, mind you, she’s way too big for that now. The front wall.
She comes barrelling out of the house, destroying it as she goes, and heads past the police and straight on down the street. The police take a minute to gawk at the horrifying girl-elephant-thing galumphing past them and the sentient dust cloud chasing her, then get their shit together and start shooting. (At her? At the Veleek? Who knows, and she’s not stopping to find out.)
Rachel makes a good show of running but quickly realizes that the Veleek is just going to keep chewing through shit to get to her, and that running around a suburb means that it’s going to chew up houses and people. She can’t let that happen.
So, very scared and very brave girl of my heart, she turns to face the Veleek and lets it engulf her. It wraps her up in its dusty tendrils and…
…fails, utterly, at picking her up, because she’s a goddamn elephant and rather heavy.
It tries again, and fails again, and Rachel’s actually kind of amused despite herself. But then distracted. Because there’s a loud screeching, “like a very bad driver racing toward us.”
Oh no, oh no, oh no. Marco is driving. Marco is not good. At the driving. At all.
Those of you who have been telling me that there’s a thing coming up that I’m going to love, I really hope that you mean this chapter, because if there is something happening soon that is even funnier than this chapter, I may not survive it.
The highlight of this chapter, probably this book, possibly this series, a truly deathless line of prose, comes after Marco accidentally mows down a series of trash cans and Jake yells: “Do you hate trash cans? Is that your problem? Do you just HATE TRASH CANS?!!”
Hee hee hee.
Marco doesn’t hate trash cans, he just doesn’t know how to drive outside of video games. He’s having trouble with some of the finer points like “staying on the road” and “turning the wheel”, and Cassie and Jake are flip-flopping between shouting directions at him and trying to just sort of calmly accept their impending deaths at the hands of Marco’s trash can vendetta.
On the plus side, they’ve ended up in the right neighborhood to find Rachel, as becomes abundantly clear when an elephant crosses their path, followed by the Veleek. Jake instructs Marco to “follow that elephant” and begins a tiger morph just as the Veleek bears down on Rachel and starts trying to pick her up.
It quickly decides that Jake is a better target, perhaps because he’s actively morphing, or maybe because tigers don’t weigh as much as elephants. It lets Rachel go and heads for Jake instead. Jake is rapidly outgrowing the cab of the truck, so he and Cassie spill out of the car. Jake hops up into the truck’s bed and Cassie stays behind - presumably part of that “split up and confuse the Veleek” plan? Or maybe she’s going to try to help Rachel?
We’ll find out later, I assume. Right now we’re learning that other things Marco doesn’t know how to do include driving in reverse or turning around quickly. But he’s game to try, so off he goes, tires screeching, Jake in the bed of the truck morphing away, the Kings of Terrible Ideas off and running.
Oh good, the Kings of Terrible Ideas have managed to get themselves onto the highway now. This can’t possibly go wrong.
Marco’s racing down the highway while Jake tries to morph as slowly as possible in the truck bed to keep the Veleek interested. The Veleek is in fact interested, and gaining fast.
Drivers are yelling at Marco for his shitty driving, yet don’t appear to be at all concerned that he has a half-tiger half-boy monstrosity in the back of his truck. It’s dark but even so, I’m beginning to be concerned about the obliviousness of the locals.
Marco “decides” to go offroad, but it’s not at all clear whether this is an actual decision or “losing control of the truck.” At any rate, they go crashing off the highway, through a fence and into the trees. Jake tells Marco that he’s going to jump off here, and Marco should wait five minutes and then do his own morphing. And maybe also try not to totally destroy Cassie’s parents’ truck in the meanwhile.
He leaps off the truck and takes off running through the woods as Marco drives off. Jake’s fully cat-form now but figures he probably will keep the Veleek’s attention until Marco takes his turn at morphing. So he keeps running until it gets close, and then decides to confuse it with a maneuver it won’t expect: Jake will turn around and run straight at the Veleek, doing a tuck-and-roll under the Veleek and then heading off in the opposite direction.
This does, in fact, confuse the hell out of the Veleek, and lets Jake put a little more distance between it and him.
He goes on this way for a few minutes, dodging and feinting and doubling back, trying to keep the Veleek’s attention without actually getting grabbed, but he’s tiring fast. He heads up a tree, which doesn’t seem like a great move to me, but perhaps he has his reasons. Whatever his reasons are, though, the end result is that the Veleek chews up the tree as he’s sitting in it, and we end the chapter with Jake leaping off the falling tree, and falling through the air.