Chapter 5: We were in what seemed to be a jungle. Wait a minute...A jungle?! How did we get in a jungle? Laura was sitting, stunned, at the base of a tree. She shook her head. I looked up. Rob had his cape on and was twirling it around, running in a circle on the air. “£a da deee! £a DAAAAAAAAAAA!” he yelled. “£a da da da da dadeee dadadum!!!!!!” I couldn’t help but laughing. I was in the middle of a jungle, with a vampire over my head humming old folksongs and a lion lying under my butt. WHOA! What lion!? I had gone to sit down on a fuzzy plant I figured could hold my weight. Then I just saw...an image, I guess you’d call it. A flash picture of a lion. And somehow, without even looking, I could tell that’s what I was sitting on. “YIKESS!!!!!!!” I jumped up and POOF!! A blue circle of light, about an inch around, appeared where my chest would have been. As soon as that happened blue rays erected from that, there was smoke (sorta like on “Hercules”) and... Well, my room. But... this wasn’t making any sense. I had wanted to get BACK here but it was just.... I can’t explain it. I wanted to POOF! and I POOF!ed. “Hey,” I said. “I want to try that again.” In a flash, a small blue-like sun an inch around formed the center of my body, then bluish white rays shot out. I disappeared gradually while this was happening. The smoke came and I was somewhere. If I hadn’t wanted to be here I wouldn’t have a clue where I was. I was in Jeanu, Alaska. Home of the Alaskan Brown Bear. I turned around to get a better look of my surroundings. And I came face-to-face with one. A bear, I mean. I am not kidding. His nose was an inch away from mine. I had to cross my eyes to see him clearly. I guess he was confused. Angry, maybe. Maybe even scared. But he had had it. He reared up on his hind legs to his full height. Now I’m no scientist, but I know how to classify him: BIG. He must have been at least twelve feet tall. “Okay, POOF?” I asked. Guess not. No matter how hard I concentrated it wouldn’t work. I couldn’t POOF!! So I tried another tactic. I tried to become the bear. I mean an exact duplicate. Didn’t work. Then it hit me. I concentrated on the bear. His face. His body. His arms. His big, ripping, muscles that could literally send my head flying across the grass. Think lovely thoughts. Boy, Peter Pan should’ve been her to see this. Slowly I began to change. For one thing, I grew. The bear, the real bear, let out a roar. And, at the worst time possible, charged me. I wondered if morphing came with rush delivery? I grew taller than the tallest basketball player you’ve ever seen. Twelve feet at least. My arms became thick enough to rip a small tree out of the ground by the roots. My face protruded out from my entire body. My eyes went with it. My nose changed shape and color, becoming a small, black, oval. My eyes widened. Then the fur kicked in. I mean, it just GREW like someone decided to pour a few thousand pounds of Miracle Grow on me. Ch-ch-ch-ch-Chia!!! I was now one, big, hairy guy. The last part were the claws. The real bear had stopped his charge, and looked like he was about to change his mind. I swear, I saw a flicker of intelligence in those eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ That night, back in my own room, with Rob, (Laura was who-knows-where?), I rested with my head staring up at the ceiling. I did some research by the way. And bears are. Intelligent, I mean.
