Simming

Key:

Dialogue: Human-with quotation marks

Andalite/Morph-with greater-than/less-than signs

Action: Two colons on both sides ::walks over to Jane::

Out Of Character(OOC): Two parenthesizes on both sides

Main Character Key:

Jake: J

Rachel: R

Tobias: T

Cassie: C

Marco: M

Katrina: K

Aximili-Esgarrouth-Isthill: A

Quantana-Semitur-Jahar: Q, RQ

Jaina-Esgarrouth-Cassia: Ja

Leehara-Semitur-Cinnabon: L

Yeerk: Y, YQ

Erek: Er

Wilks: W

Andalite: An

Hork-Bajir: HB

Kaia: Ka

Writer Key (in order of appearance)

Ali: OOCAl, ICAl

Jenni: OOCJe, ICJe

Emily: OOCEm, ICEm

Nicole: OOCNi, ICNi

Sean: OOCSe, ICSe

Megan: OOCMe

Daphne: OOCDa

Information of the Authors: Jenni, Ali, Emily, and Nicole are all in 8^th grade with many of the same classes. They sim during school, or at sleepovers. Jenni has been simming since July 21, 1998. Ali has been simming since October, 1998. Emily has been simming since September, 1999. Nicole has been simming since October, 1999.

Authors’ Note:

First of all, I’d like to thank me. Without my brain, my unique sense of writing, and my comical stories ... the simming would suck. Next, I would like to thank the pen and I’d like to thank Jenni, who forced me to sim. I would like to thank Ali, who taught me how to be depressed, and Megan, who keeps a little bit of sanity in our insane world. And I would like to thank Daphne for making me a better debater. I would also like to thank Sean who took away my belief in goodness and made me realize some people are truly evil. And last, but not least, I would like to thank Emily, who is the only one who isn’t evil in simming. Oh, and I would also like to thank you, the people. Thank you, and have a Grrrrrrrreat day, just like Tony the Tiger. -Nicole L.

To the people who are brave enough to read this: I am not a woman of many words. But here we go. I have a lot of people to thank. First, there’s Megan, my best friend of all time. Then there’s Sean, who feels my medical pains and sympathizes with me and makes me laugh. Then comes Jenni, who dragged me into the world of Animorphs and taught me how to sim. She also was a good friend who tried to make me feel better. Now for the dynamic duo, Emily and Nicole. What to say about them? They made weird plots and made the simming experience one to remember. Now for the people I like not to thank. My dumb ballet past people. May they die. On a lighter note, brave people, I’m done. -Ali H.

Simming. Wow. It’s hard to believe I once didn’t know what that word meant. It seems like I’ve been simming ever since I remember ... or many it’s just so many good times and jokes I’ve had with my fellow simmers. Ya know, I think some people go to simming to get away from everyday problems that bother them. See, people can have control over the simming, can make things go right and can express their individual creativeness and ideas ... Okay, enough with the philosophical junk. I LOVE SIMMING!!! I’d like to thank all the old simmers I knew from online. I love you guys!!! I’d like to thank Megan, Daphne, Alexis, Leah, Rachel, Sarah, and even Sean, for graciously adding to our simming. I’d like to Nicole, for having well-defended views and being really weird, but not weirder than me. I’d like to thank Emily for being my sister (not really), for sharing so many jokes with me (He has hair ... on his head. Ants! Ants on pumpkins! Magically! Physco!), and for helping me to express my insanityness. I’d also like to thank the pen, the ring, the fish, the lawn decoration, and Alf. Not sure why, but thank you. Finally, I’d like to send my biggest thank-you to Ali. She has simmed with me since 7^th grade, and has come up with so many plots, I think she is more creative than me. Ali always brings us back on track when me, Emily and Nicole go psycho, and she is a true simmer. I’d like to point our how I "ordered" Emily, "forced" Nicole, and "dragged" Ali into simming! Simming has given you people a hobby! I’ve given you people a hobby! And you’re not even grateful! ::sniff, sniff.:: Well, you may not, but I love simming! So there! Also, I’d like to yell at the 10^th Kingdom for stealing ALL OF OUR IDEAS!!! They were ours first! So there! -Jenni K.

Okay! Thank you everybody, Nicole, Ali, Jenni. Now, we can continue with my forward. We hope you enjoy our insane story.

- Emily O., Nicole L., Ali H., Jenni K.

By now, you probably know my story. Our story. The secret my human friends hide every day of their lives. About the Yeerks. So I won’t bore you with the details. This is a different story, or rather it is many stories intertwined. I suppose it started with the two other Andalites, the ones that had landed on Earth one fateful day. Or maybe it started when she returned to my life. She came from the sky, much like I did. She was my oldest friend, truthfully I never thought I would see her again after I left the Homeworld. Her name is Quantana-Semitur-Jahar. And if you had been paying attention to our stories then you will note her middle name.

Quan was always a fighter. She had to be. Her father was, after all, Alloran-Semitur-Corass.

I see you understand it now.

Quantana is Visser Three’s daughter. She arrived with her brother Lutmash, my bitter enemy. I tried to make peace with him, for Quan’s sake. When he died, I didn’t think she would forgive me. But she did.

She joined us in our secret war. Me, four human children; Jake, my prince, Cassie, her princess, Rachel and Marco. And my shorm, Tobias. We fought side by side, Quan and I. And in the midst of this long, bloody war, I found out something I had never guessed would happen, and to be honest, scares me.

I found I had fallen in love with her.

But there is trouble now, as there always is after we have had the briefest note of happiness. Quan is suspected to be a Controller. Long ago, I swore I would protect her. I just hope that I have not failed.

My name is Aximili-Esgarrouth-Isthill. I fight along side five human children, and my true love. This is our story, one of the many at least.

WARNING: Do not read on if you object to swearing or cannot take a joke. This simming will start out serious, but will turn funny. If you object to our creative views, do not complain, because:

C: <How ya doing, Quan?>

Q: <I am doing fine, Princess Cassie. And you? Are you making progress as well?>

C: <Well, I didn’t trust that ... Now wait! That smell! Oh my God! Quan! We’re in the hospital that leads to the Yeerk Pool! We have to get my dad out of here! Now!>

Q: <Princess Cassie, I must remind you that he may already be a Controller. However, if there were some way that we could know whether or not he is a Controller, than haste in getting him out would be a logical decision.>

C: <Huh?>

OOCJe: ((Just a note to the readers: Cassie’s dad had a heart attack, and was taken to the Yeerk hospital. Cassie and Quan went to get him.))

OOCAl: ((Now to the others, Ax, Tobias, Marco, Jake, and Rachel.))

J: ::worriedly:: "Where are they, what’s taking them so long?"

A: <I don’t know, Prince Jake. But I can tell you one thing. What Quan said is not true. My brother would never, ever do that. She just said that because she knows what I said was true.>

M: "Sure Ax. You’re just an all-around truthful guy, right?"

T: ::ignoring them:: <How long have they been gone, anyway?>

A: <Two of your hours. Why? I’m sure the Yeerk won’t mind having Cassie. I’m sure Quan took her to the Yeerk Pool. I mean, did you see how Quan volunteered to go. She wants us. She wants us bad.>

M: "Don’t you mean you hope she wants you?"

A: ::poises for attack::

J: "Ax, Marco, stop. Ax, Quan didn’t volunteer, Cassie picked her. She has more medical experience than any of us, even you. I think you should chill out ‘til we’re all here to discuss these ... accusations."

A: ::mutters:: <They’re not accusations, it’s the truth.>

J: "What?"

A: <Yes Prince Jake. But I know what Rachel’s thinking. We should attack like the maniac non-female she is.>

R: "What makes you think I’m a maniac?! Or a ‘non-female?!’ I’ll prove to you I’m a female, you ::beep::! And besides, what would we attack?!"

A: <How? Have sex and hopefully have a child with Tobias?! Oh! No wait! You’ll be breaking one of you precise God’s 10 commandments!!!! Don’t have sex with other species!!>

J: "Ax! That is ENOUGH!"

R: ::begins morphing to elephant:: "You wanna see one of-" ::pause:: <-my Commandments, Ax? Here it is: Thou shall kill those who piss me off!>

M: "You know what? I’m staying out of this one. Far, far out."

A: ::doesn’t move:: <What’s the matter, Rachel? Does the truth hurt? I’m not afraid of you.>

J: "Ax, shut up. Rachel, demorph. Marco, get back here, now. So, Ax, you want to see the ‘truth’ right? So let’s think of ways to get the truth instead of insulting us, ok?"

R: ::goes off to sulk::

A: <Yeah? What? It’s not my fault.> ::seems to call out to Rachel:: <Rachel can’t control herself!>

OOCJe: ((Hey, why is Ax busting on Rachel so much? He should want her vote against Quan, not against him!))

OOCAl: ((He’s trying to throw them off the subject and Rachel is the easiest to insult.))

A: ::spots Marco smirking:: <What? What’s the matter, Marco? You can’t even face a poodle by yourself! And you also sleep with a stuffed bear named Teddy!>

OOCJe: ((Don't diss the Teddy!))

OOCAl: ((At the right hospital. Quan and Cassie managed to morph Hork-Bajir and rescue Cassie’s unconscious dad and take him to the right hospital))

C: "Quan, I want to thank you."

Q: "For what, Princess Cassie?"

OOCJe: ((Since when does Quan have a Hork-Bajir?))

OOCAl: ((Since always))

C: "For helping my dad. Anyway, my mom’s here. She said we could leave." ::gets up to go home::

OOCAl: ((Back at woods))

C,Q: ::Cassie and Quan come in time for Jake to say::

J: "Ax!? What has gotten into you?! First, it’s the lying, then the smoking, then the drinking, now the insulting?! Ax-man, if you can’t change ... I hate to say this but you’re out. Quan will take your place."

Q: <Jake? What are you talking about?>

J: ::turning around:: "Quan! Cassie! You’re back!"

C: ::sighs:: "Jake, the Yeerks tried to take my dad to the Yeerks hospital. And what do you mean by ‘Quan will take your place?’ and why is Rachel an elephant?"

Q: ::runs after him:: <Aximili, wait!>

J: ::sighs and hangs head, shaking it side to side:: "What is happening to us? Something in Ax has snapped. I ... I think we’re not going to win. We’re done here. Everyone ... go home." ::they depart::

Q: ::still running, trying to track Ax:: <Aximili! Come back!>

OOCJe: ((She can’t see him))

A: ::sees lights up ahead and morphs to human and hides behind a tree. When Quan comes, jumps out and shouts:: "BOO!!!"

Q: ::shrieks and whirls around:: <Aximili?!>

A: ::laughing:: "You shriek like a girl. Come on, morph, I see lights. I think it’s a campsite. Maybe your family’s."

Q: ::morphs to human:: "What do you mean, my family’s campsite? I do not shriek like a girl! And don’t scare me like that!" ::slaps his arm in a human gesture::

A: "Ow! Pain! Why you little ..." ::grabs Quan playfully and gets her into a gentle, but firm headlock and laughs:: "How many times must I tell you ... Don’t hit me!" ::manages to "noggie" Quan::

Q: "Ow! Hey, stop it! Besides, you scared me, now get ... off!" ::shoves him away::

A: ::jumps on Quan, tackles her down:: "Ha, ha, ha, now I get you!!!" ::rolls off her and leans on elbow staring at her intently::

Q: ::was laughing as he tackled her, then stops:: "Aximili ... you said something about my family."

A: "Ah, forget about it. I was wrong, it wasn’t." ::continues to stare::

Q: ::starts to become uncomfortable, but smiles to hide it:: "What?"

A: ::shakes head, not losing eye contact:: "Nothing. It’s just that ... never mind."

Q: "You’re hiding something, aren’t you! Tell me, come on!"

A: "No! It’s embarrassing!"

Q: ::rolls her eyes:: "You are such a guy! Just tell me!"

A: "No!"

Q: "Tell me ... or else!"

A: "Ok, do you really want to know?"

Q: "YES!" ::exasperated::

A: "Ok. I ... I ..." ::tries to think:: "I got kicked out of the Animorphs."

Q: "You WHAT?" ::sits up:: "How?"

A: "I don’t know. But it’s not that. It’s something else. About you."

Q: "What ... what about me?"

A: ::smiles sheepishly:: "It’s just that I ... I ... I don’t know."

A: "I love you, okay? I love you."

::Suddenly! A Dracon blast! A chunk of cliff where Quan was falls w/ Quan::

Q: "Ahhhh! Aximili!" ::she manages to grab a handhold about 2 meters down::

A: "Quan!" ::leans over cliff on stomach and reaches to Quan:: "Take my hands!"

Q: "I ... I can’t! I can’t let go!"

A: "Come on, Quan! Take my hands!"

Q: ::the Yeerks fire again:: "Ah! No, Aximili, go get the others! I’ll try to morph!"

A: "What?! And leave you?! No way! Try and call the others in thought speech!"

Q: <Princess Cassie! Jake! Please, if you can hear me, hurry!> ::talks in thought-speak so the Controllers can’t hear:: <Aximili, the Controllers! I can hang on, go! Demorph now!>

A: "No, I can’t leave you! Try a mirror wave call!"

Q: ::she does:: <It’s not working!>

A: "Ok, Quan, I’m gonna find help. Whatever you do, don’t let go. I mean it. I lost one loved one in my life, I can’t afford to lose another." ::begins to demorph and runs off screaming for Tobias::

Q: ::bites her lip, the courage spree leaving and begins to get scared. Thinks to herself: The Controllers ... they’ll be here soon ... Oh, hurry, Aximili!::

A: <Tobias! Tobias!> ::sees scoop w/ Tobias and comes racing towards it::

T: <What? Hey, where’s Quan?>

A: ::out of breath:: <Tobias ... Quan ... cliff ... Help! Going to get others!> ::begins to take off.::

T: <WHAT?! I’m on it!> ::flies toward cliff. When he gets there, he sees Quan, demorphed, lying on the ground in a daze, no Controllers in sight. Since he’s still close enough, he calls out:: <Ax! She’s okay!>

A: ::comes running out alone:: <What? Where, where’s the Yeerks?>

T: <What Yeerks?> ::he lands on a tree::

A: <The Yeerks made Quan fall, I can’t leave her there! I’m going to get her.> ::backs up to run forward::

T: <AX! Chill, you’ll fall off yourself! She’s okay!>

A: <Quan!> ::rushes to her and helps her up and hugs her:: <You’re alive!>

Q: <Of course I’m alive. Why wouldn’t I be?>

A: ::sarcastically:: <Well, you were hanging off a cliff. Anyway, how, how, HOW did you get up here?!> ::others show up in battle morphs in time to see Ax hug Quan again::

Q: <I climbed up by myself.>

A: <How? You were about 2 meters down!> ::the others remain silent. The Andalites don’t see them.::

OOCAl: ((Marco should say something right about now))

M: <Hey love birds!>

A: ::looks annoyed::

R: <Who’s proving they’re their own sex now?!>

Q: <Rachel? Marco, Jake, Tobias? Princess Cassie?>

J: <Maybe ... I don’t know ... I hate to say this, but what if this is a setup?>

C: <Jake! How could you think such a thing?!>

M: <He’s right. Ax may be seeking revenge. I mean after Jake kicked him out and all.> ::all this is private::

C: <Yeah, but Quan involved? I don’t think so.>

M: <Why not? She is the new kid and we don’t know her. Except for maybe Ax. But that’s beside the point. Quan must have made up Elfangor in defense.>

C: <In defense of what?>

Q: <... Why are you all staring at me?>

RQ: ::Meanwhile, in Quan’s head:: <Get out! Get out of my head! Aximili!>

A: <Prince Jake! Good, you’re here. Quan is all right, although a little dazed. She says she climbed up the cliff.> ::turns to Quan:: <How did you do that, anyway?>

Q: <I ... I ...> ::tries to think:: <I demorphed and as I fell, I, um, morphed. To ah ... Hork-Bajir and climbed up, demorphed, and um ... was exhausted from demorphing and took a ... rest. Yeah.>

All: ::looks at her strangely::

RQ: ::in Quan’s head again:: <Ha! You see? They already doubt you! You’ll lose, Yeerk!>

A: ::steps away and shudders to think his true love is a Controller. Privately:: <Prince Jake. I believe Quan is as I suspected. A Controller.> ::arrogantly::

J: ::sighs:: <Don’t start with that again, Ax. She’s just flustered.> ::out loud:: <Well, I guess we can demorph.>

OOCJe: ((Sorry!))

A: <Wait! There were Yeerks here. That’s how she fell off. Quan, where did the Yeerks go?>

RQ: ::(Real Quan):: <Yes! Aximili knows, Yeerk! If you say there were none, he will know I’m being Controlled. But, can you come up with a plausible excuse in time?>

YQ: <I played dead and they went away. You see, I was a Hork-Bajir and the Yeerk kept firing and firing.> ::hangs head as remembering a horrible dream. Then, looks up to Ax w/ pleading eyes.:: <It was horrible! I knew the Yeerks don’t use dead hosts ... so I played dead.>

A: ::not effected:: <Well, that was certainly made up!> ::privately:: <Don’t demorph! But the traitor probably knows.> ::bitterly to himself, thinking: And to think, I had feelings for her.::

T: <Ax may be right about something. I mean, too many things don’t add up. Quan was either Andalite or human when she fell. Probably human. I’m looking at this drop now, and not even Cassie could morph that quickly. Also, the Yeerks would have checked to see if she was dead!>

J: <You’re right, Tobias? Is that shack still open? If so, I guess we could go there with someone watching at all times.>

C: <Wait, wait, wait. Why would the Yeerks infest her, then leave her here?>

M: ::darkly:: <Maybe they didn’t leave.>

T: <Oh man! I never thought of that! I’m gonna take a look around.> ::flies up:: <Oh my God! I count ... 30 Hork-Bajir and 10 human-Controllers dressed as park rangers! Each holding a Dracon Beam!>

J: ::snapping into action:: <Ax! You and Quan go to your hidden "scoop" now! We’ll meet you there.> ::privately:: <You know the place. Where you took me when I was a Controller.>

A: <Yes, Prince Jake.> ::Ax and Quan run off::

J: <Now, let’s move! Tobias, how much time ‘til we get there?>

C: <Jake, if Quan is a Controller, do you think she could overpower Ax?>

T: <They’ll be here in about 5 min.>

J: <We just have to do this. Let’s go.>

R: <Let’s do it!>

::Yeerk and Quan::

Y: <Ah. We are alone, and soon your friend here will die.> ::formulates plan to get sleeping potion knowing Andalites can live on very little sleep. Then morph some monster and kill Ax::

RQ: <No! Aximili! Yeerk, leave him alone! Won’t Visser Three be able to use him if he’s alive?!>

Y: <No, those Andalite bandits will be a nuisance. It’s better if they’re dead.>

A: <We are approaching the hidden "scoop"> ::takes a rope and ties it around Quan’s tail::

RQ: <Ha! Try and give him a sleeping potion now!>

Y: <No. Later. Tonight.>

YQ: <What is this? What are you doing?>

A: <You are a Controller.> ::ties her to a post::

A: ::carries heavy bucket into the shack:: <Here is some water.> ::bitterly:: <All prisoners deserve to eat.> ::dropping bucket::

YQ: ::whispers:: <Thank you.> ::hangs head and looks pitiful to soften Ax up.::

Y: <Ha! There’s my source! The water! I’ll make him drink it! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!!!!!!!!!!>

OOCAl: ((Dude, I know, this Yeerk’s messed up. But hey! He’s based on me here.))

RQ: ::cocky:: <Oh yeah! How are you going to do that, insane Yeerk?>

Y: <Oh, no, don’t forget, I have your knowledge of medicine. Tonight your honey ... dies!>

RQ: <Not if I have any say about it.>

All: ::others show up, demorphed::

R: "That was great! We kicked butt!"

J: "Rachel, I told you not to fight! You couldn’t leave that Hork-Bajir alone! We could have gotten away!"

M: ::mutters:: "Mighty Xena has struck again."

R: "Hey, we got away, didn’t we?"

C: "Barely." ::lowers voice, turns to Ax:: "How is she?"

A: <She’s faring. But I have one request.>

J: "What?"

M: "Lemme guess! We kill her."

A: <No. That I stay w/ Quan at all times.>

J: ::jumping in before Marco can:: "That might work Ax, but I want two people here at all times. We might need you to morph one of us for school."

A: <No need. I’ll be fine, I don’t need to sleep ... or eat ... or exercise ... or think ... or anything at all. We Andalites are very known for that fact. We don’t eat, sleep, or->

J: ::cutting in:: "Okay, okay, I’ll think about it!" ::turns to Cassie and whispers:: "What do you think?"

C: "Well, he’s lying about the eating part. Quan once told me Andalites need a lot of food. As long as someone’s here to relieve him, I don’t see a problem."

YQ: <Princess Cassie? Why am I tied up like this?>

C: ::Glances at Jake and Ax:: "We need to make sure there is no Yeerk in your head, we don’t need another Andalite Controller on our hands."

T: <Yeah, one is bad enough.>

J: ::looks at Quan for some sign of emotion from the Yeerk, he’d been a Controller once, he knew how it felt. Thinks: Inside, Quan is furious, outside, the Yeerk is in control.::

RQ: ::thinking at the Yeerk:: <Ha! They know, you’ll never win, in three days you will be dead!>

A: ::impatient and didn’t here anything anyone’s said. He was too busy worrying about Quan:: <Well? What is your answer, Prince Jake?> ::glances to where Quan is tied:: <We really shouldn’t leave her alone in there.>

J: "Of course we won’t, Ax. You and Tobias can watch her when we’re in school. If need be, I’ll get the Chee to fill in for us. But you better eat, or I’ll pull you off the job."

A: <Yes, Prince Jake, I will.>

Y: <Ha! He’s mine!>

::in the shack at night. Tobias is sleeping::

YQ: ::silently mixing potion and puts in into the water:: <Ax?>

A: <Yes?>

YQ: <Are you thirsty?>

T: ::wakes up::

A: <No, Quan, that water is for you ...>

YQ: <But you’ve been here all night, you must be thirsty.>

T: ::even in the dark light could see something wrong with the water.::

A: <Why?> ::thinks it’s Quan deep down:: <But ok.> ::goes to put hoof in water::

T: <Ax, NO!> ::he flies over and sinks a talon into Ax’s leg, Ax jerks his leg out of the water:: <It’s poisoned.>

A: <What?!> ::glares at Quan:: <Why you little --!> ::puts tail blade to throat:: <You probably volunteered!> ::privately:: <And to think, I loved you!>

YQ: ::looking scared:: <Aximili, what are you talking about? I don’t even know why I’m tied up here! I was just wondering if you were thirsty!>

A: <Yeah, right! You can just kiss my little->

J: ::enters w/ others:: "Ax! What the heck are you doing?!"

A: ::jerks away and stands at attention:: <I ... well ... um ... I have to go ... right about now ... so ... goodbye.> ::slinks off::

T: <Quan poisoned the water and tried to get Ax to drink it.>

YQ: <I don’t know what you’re talking about! Please ... Princess Cassie ... why am I being tied up like this?> ::frantic::

C: ::glances to Jake:: <Well, Quan ... we know your secret. You’re a Controller.>

YQ: <No, you have to believe me. I’m not a Controller, I didn’t poison that water, the water’s fine.>

T: <If the water is fine, then drink it.>

YQ: ::hesitates then kicks the bucket over:: <Oops!>

M: "That was smooth, see, she won’t drink it."

YQ: <I would have!>

J: "Uh-huh." ::sarcastically::

M: "Sure ..."

YQ: <I would! And anyway, why am I tied up? If this is some sort of joke, it’s worn out, okay? Ax, Jake, Cassie, *p*lease untie me now!>

OOCAl: ((*Jenni, consider yourself hit.*))

OOCJe: ((Ow ... pain ...))

M: "It’s official. She’s a Controller."

A: ::puts tail blade at her throat w/ sad look in eyes.:: <I agree.>

YQ: ::looks terrified:: <How ... how do you figure? Why are you accusing me?>

C: "Quan didn’t call me Princess Cassie ..."

YQ: ::Tries to think:: <Um ... Princess Cassie ... under the circumstances, I couldn’t answer properly. I’m ...> ::mutters:: <Sorry.>

A: <Quan! After all the years you’ve been in the military you never learned to always keep respect?!>

YQ: ::anger flares but lowers Quan’s eyes:: <I am sorry. It will never happen again.>

RQ: ::mimics Yeerk:: <"It will never happen again." What are you, a wimp?! Stand up to him, you idiot! Where’s the logic in backing down?>

YQ: <I thought it didn’t matter whether or not I acted like you, since they know I’m here.> ::scornfully::

Q: ::shuts up::

M: "<This is just pathetic. Did this Yeerk never have a host before? Quan wouldn’t act like this>"

OOCJe: ((Marco’s not in morph!))

Y: <You know, when you say that, you sound like one of us. I hope Chapman is doing fine w/o me.>

A: ::shifts from hoof to hoof woozy.:: <Prince Jake ... I, um ... never mind, I forgot.> ::sounds like his head is clouded, also looks tired from no sleep::

C: ::being the peacemaker:: "Ax, maybe you’d be able to watch Quan better if you were well rested. Why don’t you get some sleep? We can handle it.>

A: ::snaps up:: <No! I can handle it. No problem! I’m fine!> ::mutters:: <Sort of.>

T: <Just don’t drink the spilled water, Ax-man ...>

A: <Huh ...?>

C: "To tell you the truth, Ax, I’d feel a lot better if you’d get some rest. I’d like to try guarding her for a while, see if I can handle it, please?"

A: <No, really, I’m fine.>

J: "Ax, I order you to sleep!>

A: ::shouting:: <No! I can’t! Please, Prince Jake I can’t! I have to stay w/ her.>

YQ: <Disobeying your Prince’s orders, Aximili? After all the years you’ve been in the military, you never learned to always keep respect?!>

M: "Yeah, but you’re on Earth, not in the military."

A: <But the Andalites will ... um ... come and ...> ::head slumps forward and goes into a very, very, very deep sleep::

R: "Looks like he was more tired than we thought."

RQ: <Aximili!>

Q: <IF you can! The others are here to watch him. Is this your first host? You’re not very good at this.>

Y: <No. I’m used to a voluntary host. I then got promoted. My old host was voluntary. You probably know me ... or at least my old host ... My name is Iniss 226, my host, Chapman ... or at least, until now!!>

Q: <CHAPMAN? Your old host was Chapman?>

C: "Maybe we should wake him up and get him to go home, it’s not too safe here, you know."

T: <I’ll take him. Ax-man, wake up!> ::Ax wakes up, morphs bird, still half-asleep, flies out the door with Tobias::

A: ::Doesn’t wake up::

J: "I’ll take first watch. Who else?"

YQ: <You realize this is completely not nessicary.>

M: ::ignores her, raises hand, and jumps up and down.:: "Oh, oh! I know I know!"

J: "Who? You?"

M: "No, Rachel, I’m sure she’ll-"

R: "Okay, I’ll do it."

M: "See, I told ya."

T: ::returns:: <Marco, are you teasing Rachel again?>

R: "Isn’t he always?"

OOCEm: ((I messed up here, just continue))

J: "The rest of us will try to wake Ax and take him home.>

YQ: <Jake? May I help? Ax always used to fall asleep in school and the teacher always did this.> ::w/ flat of blade, slaps Ax on the rump, hard::

A: ::snaps awake:: <What?! What happened?! I didn’t fall asleep! I swear!>

OOCEm: ((Ali, Ax left already, so why are you slapping his a**? I don’t think teachers should do that. Abuse! Anyway ...))

OOCAl: ((He was there and Andalites are different. Anyway Jenni ... you start))

OOCEm: ((You are in denial, Ali. Go ahead Jenni.))

OOCJe: ((Um ... um ... um ... ::looks back and forth between them:: Uh, uh,))

R: ::Rachel trips!::((1))

J: <Ax? You never left. Rachel, Ax, are you both ok?>

T: <Woah, wait, if Ax never left then ... where was I?>

M: <You must of saw a good rat, Tobias.>

T: <Hey, I don’t eat rats.>

M: <Rats, mice, shrews. What’s the difference?>

T: <They all taste different.>

OOCEm: ((When did they remorph?))

OOCJe: ((I don’t know. I think Ali’s off in her own little world.))

R: ::still tripped ...::

OOCAl: ((I know Rachel tripped and I thought they were still morphed. When did they demorph? Again I say this:))

J: "Rachel, are you ok?" ::puts out hand to help her up.::

R: ::has concussion::

J: "Oh my God, I think Rachel fell!!" ::he says surprised::

OOCEm: ((They were never morphed! Oh no, Nicole is making Jake stupid ...))

T: <You’re just noticing, huh?>

R: ::off in laa-laa land:: "So glad you noticed ... ten minutes after it happened!"

A: <... So, where am I, exactly?>

YQ: ::privately:: <Ax ... this is your conscious calling.>

A: ::looks for source::

YQ: <You love Quan and she is not a Controller. Tell them Quan is not a Controller.>

A: ::robotically:: <Quan is not a Controller.>

OOCEm: ((What?))

C: "Um, Ax, where have you been?"

OOCJe: ((Sorry, I just had to add: That’s the trouble! We don’t know where he’s been! ::pause:: Whoa, that doesn’t sound good.))

OOCEm: ((Yes, I made Cassie talk!))

J: "Ax, listen, I think Quan is hypnotizing you. You’ve got to snap out of it. I have to be home in time for supper."

A: ::hears Quan again:: <No, Prince Jake. I am fine.>

OOCEm: ((Since when can Quan do that?!))

OOCJe: ((Since Ali said so. Don’t forget, Quan has great knowledge of medicine.))

C: "I think Quan is just misunderstood, give her a chance."

OOCEm: ((I have nothing to write here))

A: ::suddenly an earthquake happens and Ax falls to his death!:: <AHHHHHH!> ::Ax’s eyes snap open. He is breathing hard. He looks around and sees Quan asleep. He grabs a blanket, and puts it around Quan and resumes his watch:: he’s in his scoop. He runs off to the shack to resume his watch position::

J,R: ::Jake and Rachel are there::

R: ::alert:: "Someone’s coming!"

J: ::gets up hastily:: "Morph into a small big animal, hurry!"

R: ::morphs to elephant:: <Definitely getting closer, fast!>

J: ::turns his head so he doesn’t have to see Rachel becoming the elephant. He focuses on morphing faster into a tiger::

YQ: ::watches as they morph then, since they are facing the doorway, she begins to morph to dove::

J: ::finishes morphing and turns around to find nothing but a pile of crushed hay where Quan was::

R: <Aw, man!> ::Rachel swears::

J: ::Jake feels a light brushing of wind on his fur and looks up just in time to see a dove soar over his head and out of the shed. At the same time, he looks up and sees Ax galloping towards him.:: <What’s going on?> ::he asked confused::

A: <I woke up.>

J: <You weren’t supposed to! And now Quan’s gone!>

T: ::already following Quan:: <Aren’t you glad I don’t follow orders?>

OOCJe: ((He had been ordered to sleep, too.))

J: <Nice job, Tobias.>

R: <Tobias, tell me where to go and I’ll help.>

A: <Prince Jake, please let me help. I know a Yeerk’s mind better than any of you and I’m sure I could find Quan.>

J: ::sighs:: <Fine. But get her back here. I’ll get Cassie and Marco.> ::they all take off::

T: <Come on you guys, I’m losing her. She has terrible night vision, but mine isn’t much better than hers.> ::suddenly, a bald eagle joins Tobias::

R: <You didn’t think I’d let you have all the fun, did you?>

A: <I shall track her from the ground.>

M: <I heard you guys needed some help and thought maybe I should drop by.>

J: ::is on the ground in tiger morph:: <You guys, spread out, we don’t want to look suspicious. Rachel, Marco, fly ahead and try to corner Quan between Tobias and Cassie.>

M: <Yes, sir!>

A: ::keeping stalk eyes on Quan and main eyes ahead:: <Prince Jake, I see lights, it may be a campsite. I think it’s part of Quan’s family.>

C: <Jake, are you guys okay down there?>

J: <Yes my honey, sweetie, lamby chops.>

C: <Right back at you sweetie pooh.>

OOCNi: ((This is so unrealistic.))

OOCAl: ((Yeah, I know. They should be married.))

M: ::trying really, really hard not to say anything::

R: <Okay, love birds, or, uh, bird and tiger, let’s just finish this mission, then you two can get a room.>

M: <And then Rachel, we’ll get a room and it’ll be just you and me.>

T: <Hey!>

A: <What’s the matter, Tobias? Does the truth hurt?>

T: <Hey, you’re supposed to be on my side!>

R: <All right, everyone shut up!>

M: <Oh, look who’s talking, Mr. Lover.>

A: <Come down and say that to my face, Dr. Jeckle.>

C: <Come on, guys, you want Quan to join the Yeerks?> ::she hurries to intercept Quan::

RQ: <Come on guys, hurry up! Catch us!>

Y: <Not if I can help it!> ::laughs hysterically but was too busy laughing, that he ran into a tree and fell to the ground w/ broken wing.::

M: <Well, that was hard ...>

C: ::demorphs and picks up Quan::

J: <Is she all right?>

C: "Sure, if she demorphs."

Q: ::is unconscious, Y. isn’t::

YQ: ::demorphs then morphs same monster that ate Elfangor:: <Ha, ha, ha, ha ... ... ...> ::etc:: <You’re now mine!> ::laughs again::

OOCJe: ((If the host is unconscious, the Yeerk can’t do anything!))

OOCEm: ((A) Since when does Quan have that morph? and B) That’s just horrible. I could say more but I won’t))

M: <Uh oh ...>

T: <It’s the thing that Visser Three morphed that night.>

R: <Like we could ever forget.>

OOCAl: ((Oh well. The Yeerk’s laughter woke her up.))

RQ: <What are you doing?! Jake, Princess Cassie, Marco, Rachel! Aximili! Defend yourselves!>

YQ: <They can’t hear you, fool! They will die as Elfangor died! A fitting end for them all!> ::he reaches for Marco in the air::

M: ::Dodges::

YQ: ::sees Ax:: <Ah, fitting, your love will be first to die.>

Q: <No! AXIMILI!> ::finally, suddenly, all at once ... she rebels!::

A: <Prince Jake! Quantana is rebelling against the Yeerk! She’s weak now, so ...>

R: <We attack!!!>

OOCEm: ((Okay, let me get this straight, everyone is in bird morph, except for Ax, Jake, and Quan?))

OOCAl: ((Yep.))

OOCEm: ((Wow, you guys have given me so much to work with!))

Q: ::Trying to gain control of her arm to kill herself:: <GET OUT! LEAVE US ALONE!!!>

A: ::realizes Quan is trying to kill herself:: <Quan, NOOOOOOO!>

Y: <What is going on, I’m going to be killed. I must get out of this body, then Quan will be killed and I will be safe.>

RQ: ::tries hard not to think about his flawed logic::

Y: ::the insanely stupid Yeerk at this point leaves Quan, and is stepped on by Jake, who is the only other person not a bird::

J: <Oops.>

A: ::slashes Quan’s leg to distract her from killing herself::

Q: <AAAARRRRGGGHHH!!!> ::slowly begins to demorph, stops halfway, unconscious::

J: <You spoke too soon, Marco.>

M: <Don’t these Hork-Bajir have any lives? Does their whole world revolve around killing us? I mean, these things need to get a hobby.>

R: <They have one, trying to kill us.>

T: <Now why didn’t I see them coming?>

Q: ::waking up:: <Because you were fighting me.> ::joins the battle against the Hork-Bajir:: <Where’s the Yeerk?>

C: <Jake stepped on him.>

M: <Jake, you have got to start telling me about these midnight rendezvous in advance. I like to be able to at least style my hair before I go out.>

R: <You mean your hair is supposed to look that way?>

M: <Yep.>

R: <Marco, you are going to a beauty salon. Definitely.>

M: <Sorry darlin’, I know now much you need a makeover but my salonist schedule is full.>

J: <Okay, stop it, you two.>

A: <Prince Jake, you’re absolutely sure you stepped on the Yeerk?>

A: ::stretches tail:: <Well, there’s always one way to make sure Quantana isn’t a Controller.> ::advances towards Quan:: <We crack her head open!> ::repeating the same line he used to say to Lutmash to fight him::

M: "Not a bad idea, Ax-man, but I’m afraid it would be too messy.>

A: <Nah.> ::still advances to Quan::

OOCJe: ((Not again ...))

Q: ::raises tail blade:: <Kill me as you did my brother, Aximili? How typical of you.>

A: ::sighs:: <Quantana, you know I didn’t kill Lutmash. You did.>

Q: <What? You’re joking! You killed Lutmash!>

M: "Hello, you’re arguing about death when I’m having a bad hair day, how rude is that?"

R: "Marco, you’re always having a bad hair day. We’ve covered that already. Now shut up."

A: <Quan, don’t you know? The penalty for killing your brother? Well, it’s death.> ::not really, he’s making it up:: <So, if I killed Lutmash, you have to kill me, right?>

Q: <But ... But, you just said I killed him!>

A: <Naw, I killed him.> ::puts tail to throat::

Q: <No, wait!>

J: "Ax, stop it!"

C: "You guys stop fighting!"

Q: ::misses the smirk, she feels as if she’s falling into a deep hole, and feels dizzy:: <You mean, I ... I killed ... But I don’t remember ...>

A: <Of course you don’t. You have blocked it out because it was such a trauma. But you were only trying to keep peace.>

OOCEm: ((I don’t know this story, so Ali you write ...))

OOCAl: ((I know.))

C: "Quan ... is this true?"

Q: <I ... I ...> ::"Flashback" time!::

~Aximili and Lutmash are fighting. Quantana

screams, <No!> She leaps up to block them,

Lutmash brings up his tail to attack Aximili

and Quantana whipped up her tail to block

the attack but misses his tail and slicing

into his soft flesh with her sharp blade.

Lutmash falls and Quan stares at his limp

body in horror.~

C: ::Whispering to Jake:: "Quan wouldn’t do this!"

J: "Maybe it was an accident."

M: "Duh, it was an accident."

R: "So what do we do?"

T: <What can we do? We can’t kill her.>

M: "Why do we need to do anything? It wasn’t her fault and it’s not our job to be judges."

A: ::privately whispers:: <It’s okay, Quantana, you didn’t mean it. Besides, it was all Lutmash’s fault.> ::secretly, so no one can see, he pats Quan on back. But Tobias doesn’t miss it::

OOCNi: ((What does it matter if people see him pat Quan on the back?))

OOCAl: ((He can’t show his emotions because he’s too chicken. Yum!))

J: ::meanwhile, Jake and the others have decided that they’ll investigate this w/o Quan knowing so she doesn’t have to face all the pain::

OOCAl: ((Oh, how sweet! You are just too sweet. Jenni ... you have the next page.))

OOCJe: ((Thank you.))

Q: ::stops crying::

A: ::sarcastically to self:: <Well, at least she stopped crying.>

T: <I heard that. Sure caring, aren’t you?>

A: ::privately to Tobias:: <Shut up.> ::walks off to be alone.::

T: ::privately to self:: <Touchy.>

R: "Tobias, have you seen Ax?"

T: <I think, I think, he left.>

M: "You think? You mean you don’t know?"

T: <I’m pretty sure he’s not here anymore ...>

J: "Well, which way did he go? Look for him, Tobias."

C: ::walks over and kneels next to Quan:: "You ok?"

Q: <I’m fine! Where is Aximili?>

M: "We think he left."

J: "Apparently we don’t know for sure ..."

Q: ::quietly:: <I think I do.>

C: "Can you show us?"

Q: ::gets up bravely:: <Follow me.>

M: "Hey, isn’t there a song called Follow me?" ::Marco starts singing off-key::

R: ::covers her ears::

T: <Marco, you wanna scare Ax off w/ your singing?>

OOCEm: ((Kay, Nicole, is that an actual song? Also, everyone STOP TALKING FOR ME!))

ICJe: ::suddenly, a voice says:: Yes I can! Oops! ::then disappears::

OOCAl: ((Who’s the voice? Jenni? Is Quan doing her disappearing act again?))

::nothing to report::

OOCJe: ((The voice is me, Jenni! I forget to say it OOC, so the Animorphs heard it!))

OOCEm: ((I’m confused, somebody explain what just happened!))

OOCAl: ((Ah, okay.))

A: ::spots the others coming and doesn’t want them to see him cry. So he runs off to the scoop or barn, he doesn’t know which.::

OOCAl: ((Emily, Sorry! I know exactly how you feel. Jenni and I were talking to each other OOC and Jenni, being the idiot she is, wrote in IIC. So the Animorphs heard it.))

OOCNi: ((Can we please get on with the story? P.S. How am I supposed to know if it’s a real song?))

C: "Jake, where are you?"

J: <Above you, I’m in bird morph and I just saw Ax head towards the scoop.>

R: "Why?"

OOCAl: ((Nicole, you’re starting to sound like Jenni. Stop it! It scares me!))

OOCJe: ((Hey, is that an insult, Ali? Nicole, it is a real song. And what is going on with the story?!))

OOCEm: ((I have no idea!))

Q: <Ax!> ::sounds surprised::

R: "Gee, Marco, that close up of your pores just ruined any romantic disillusions I had about you."

T: <Why did you have any romantic disillusions about Marco in the first place?>

OOCEm: ((What’s going on?! What’s all this crap about Marco and Rachel? This is not helping my mood!))

A: ::gets up and turns around to see the chaos and becomes embarrassed:: <Um ... sorry?>

Q: ::gets up, but then yelps in pain and grabs her back:: <Owww!>

M: "Rachel, I had no idea!"

Q: ::unbeknownst to Quan but knowst to us she slipped two disks in her back::

A: ::concerned:: <Quantana? Are you ok?>

Q: <Do I look like I’m okay?! OWWW!>

A: ::nothing to report::

C: ::inspects Quan’s back and pokes her::

Q: <Ow!>

C: "Does that hurt?" ::asked a second too late:: "I think she slipped a couple disks in her back, from what I can tell. But I don’t know that much about Andalite physiology."

OOCEm: ((Physiology? Is that right? My big words confuse me.))

OOCJe: ((Don’t worry, you confuse us all the time!))

OOCNi: ((What is physiology? You guys are giving me headaches with your big words.))

M: "So, what’s for lunch?"

A: <Yes, what is for lunch?> ::asked eagerly:: <Maybe some more of that sweet brown stuff you call chocolate.>

OOCJe: ((It’s lunchtime already?))

J: "Um . . . I think we should be a little concerned for Quan right now."

OOCEm: ((Nicole, Ali’s gonna hurt you for writing Ax.))

OOCJe: ((Thank you, Jake!))

OOCEm: ((You’re welcome, people talking about chocolate while Quan’s hurt, some people . . .))

Q: <Maybe I could try and get to the barn . . .>

A: <Can you morph? Or even walk?>

Q: <I don’t know . . . I don’t think so . . .>

M: "I think I want Tacos."

R: "We always have Tacos! I want chicken."

T: <Hey!>

R: "No offense."

C: "Excuse me? Quan? Hurt? Hello? We have a long way ‘til the barn. How should we get Quan there?"

OOCJe: ((Noooo food!))

A: <Cassie, not right now. I have to think where the campsites are.>

C: "What? What campsites?"

A: <Where the humans are.> ::looks to Quan:: <Quantana? Why aren’t you morphing? Now . . . MORPH!!!!>

Q: <I. CAN’T!>

A: <Why. NOT?!>

Q: <Because it hurts!>

A: ::mutters so only she can hear:: <Wimp.>

Q: ::narrows her eyes and begins to morph white-tailed hawk::

M: "How about a compromise. Let’s go to Chow Meins Chinese."

R: "Great idea. They have chicken fried rice, right?"

C: "Now that you mention it, I’ve been craving eggrolls."

T: <Suddenly I have the terrible craving for eel meat. Do they sell that there?>

J: ::sighs:: "If you’re all good and help Quan, I’ll treat."

M: "Can we eat before we help Quan?"

J: "No. Now everybody morph human." ::All morph various birds including Ax, but Tobias and Quan morph bird and head towards the barn.::

Q: ::is sitting on an empty cage, Tobias in rafters, when the others show up.::

A: ::walks over and gently lifts Quan from the cage onto the floor. Quan starts to demorph::

A: ::rushes to her side and Quan realizes she’s going to have to finish demorphing or the pain will never stop. Just as she finishes, she falls limp on the ground and Ax watches in complete horror::

OOCJe: ((Quan’s back broke, since she put strain as she demorphed. But, it was only her lower back. So, from her mid-torso up, she can move, but she’s unconscious.))

Q: ::screams in pain before she passes out::

M: ". . . So, can we eat now?" ::he asks hopefully::

OOCAl: ((Nicole, I enjoy how you wrote Ax. I would have done the same thing Ax did. Good job!!))

A: ::glares angrily at Marco::

M: ::looks at everyone:: "WHAT did I do?!"

R: ::angry:: "You selfish pig!"

M: "Rachel, darling, not in front of the kids."

OOCEm: ((This is so wrong!))

R: "Marco, you do know I can morph to bear and eat you right now, right?"

T: <Please do.>

A: ::sinks to his knees and takes Quan’s hand and whispers:: <This is all my fault. Quantana, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry.> ::lets go of her hand, stands up and looks at Cassie:: <Can you help her?>

C: "I don’t think so."

M: "Oh, yeah, we’ll just hop the next cruiser to the Andalite homeworld."

A: <We steal a Yeerk ship.>

M: "Steal a ship? HELLO! Does anyone remember the last time we had the brilliant idea?"

OOCEm: ((I can’t remember whether or not they actually stole a ship. That might have been the book where Jake was dreaming of something.))

OOCAl: ((No! That was book 5! They morphed ants! Book 11- Only Jake knew what happened!))

OOCEm: ((Oh yeah!))

OOCJe: ((Nuh uh! Ax knows, too!))

C: "I do, but we can’t take this risk." ::looks at Quan:: "We need to get Quan back."

OOCNi: ((Book 5, that was the one where they first met Ax?))

M: "You’re wrong, we can and will take this risk. Let’s just give her an Ibuprofen and she’ll be better by morning."

OOCJe: ((...Nicole, you’re an idiot. That’s book 4! And Marco’s being an idiot.))

J: ::sighs:: "Guess it’s a vote. I think Quan will want us to go."

R: "Let’s do it."

M: ::rolls his eyes:: "Figures. I say no."

C: "I want to save Quan. Yes."

T: <Yes.>

J: "I have to say yes too."

A: <Then it is unanimous.>

OOCEm: ((I can’t spell for crap today.))

R: "Except for Marco, who never says yes anyway."

M: "Hey!"

A: <Good. I know where we can get a ship.>

J: "You do?"

A: <Yes. At the docking bay in the Yeerk pool. Any sensible place has one.>

M: "You’ve got to be kidding! Sneak into the Yeerk pool, steal a ship without being caught, flying, it, then finding a piece of medical machinery which you don’t know if it even exists? This is what you want to do?"

C,J,R: "Yep."

M: "Then I’m coming with. Somebody has to keep a little sanity in this group."

C: "What about Quan? We can’t leave her here, but how can we take her along? ::eyes suddenly widen:: "Oh no, how’s she gonna eat?"

A: ::thoughtfully:: <Um ... we Andalites use liquefied grass. It’s like your feeding tubes. You stick a tube up her leg far enough for her to digest it.>

C: "But do we have any of that around? No!"

OOCEm: ((There’s something I could say right now about sticking things up things, but I won’t.))

OOCAl: ((So do I. But I will say it. I twice had a tube stuck up my nose, down my throat, and in my throat. I hope I make no one queasy.))

OOCJe: ((No ... of course not ...))

T: <Well, can’t we use something else? Like soup or something?>

C: "Soup? Soup?! Can she digest that?"

T: <It was just a suggestion.>

OOCEm: ((Touchy, touchy.))

A: <We’ll just have to wake her up and give her a pain killer. That is, if she isn’t already paralyzed.>

Q: ::wakes up:: <I can’t feel anything ... What’s happening? What’s going on? How did I get like this?>

M: "Too bad her mouth wasn’t paralyzed."

OOCEm: ((Nicole, Andalites don’t have mouths! Or is she’s in human morph there might be a reason she can’t feel a tail! Come on people!))

R: "Shut up, Marco. I say let’s do it."

M: "Of course."

R: ::glares at Marco briefly::

OOCNi: ((Referring to pg. 51. How dare you call me and idiot. You’re an idiot and you can’t spell.))

Q: ::panics suddenly:: <I can’t feel my tail!!!>

A: ::takes Quan’s hand.:: <Hush, Quantana, you’re just ... paralyzed. You’ll be fine.>

Q: ::shrieking:: <Just paralyzed? JUST paralyzed?!!>

M: "Is she just gonna keep repeating herself or can we get going? Chow Meins closes at 5:00 and it’s 3:00 already!"

A: ::trying not to get angry:: <Quantana, you’re fine. Do Not Panic.>

J: "Everybody just calm down and try to think rationally."

M: "When are we going to eat?"

T: ::morphs to human and beats Marco up, nobody seems to care.::

OOCJe: ((They fill Quan in on the plan.))

Q: <I cannot ask you to take this risk for me. It is too dangerous.>

M: "Hey, I found a Snickers bar in my pocket." ::he unwraps it and starts chewing loudly, then notices everyone is looking at him:: "What?"

C: "Quan, we have to do this. You can’t morph, can’t fight, can’t even eat! You’re one of us, and we’re going to get you better."

R: "I’m in. Let’s do it."

M: "Big surprise there."

T: <It’s one for all and all for one.>

J: "We’re doing this."

C: "No matter what."

A: ::is silent::

Q: ::sighs:: <I guess I can’t really stop you. Okay. We’ll do it.>

OOCAl: ((They are in the Yeerk Pool docking bay. Quan is in the scoop and they have 1 Blade ship. Quan and Cassie were left behind. The rest are in the Blade ship, after a long battle. Everyone is hurt in some way.))

A: ::goes to controls:: <Well, we got to do some damage. Now that we got the ship and all. So ... who’s taking the weapons station?>

R: ::starts to say she’ll take it, but Marco interrupts::

M: "Let me guess, Rachel will do it?"

R: ::glares and walks toward the weapons station::

J: "Ax, you steer the ship. Tobias, be on the lookout for any problems. Come on, we have to get to the scoop."

A: <Yes, Prince Jake.>

T: "Somebody turn on the cloaking device!"

A: <Rachel, hit the little blue button.>

R: ::hits the little blue button::

A: <Cloaking enabled. Heading to the scoop.>

M: "Oh goodie!" ::reaches into pocket and pulls out a candy bar:: "Hey! Look! Raisinettes! I wonder how old they are? I’m starving!"

T: "Marco, how deep are those pockets? And what else are you hiding in there?"

R: "We don’t want to know." ::they land beside the scoop::

C: ::coming to the ship:: "Help me get her in, Erek."

Er: ::carries Quan out of the scoop and onto the ship:: "We have your Chee replacements ready. Good luck."

C: ::goes onto the ship:: "Thanks Erek. We’ll need it."

A: ::the ship takes off again, and he programs in the coordinates, which he knows by heart, to the Andalite homeworld::

J: "How long should this take?"

Q: <Approximately 1.1 weeks.>

A: ::punches the button for Z-space::

OOCJe: ((Exactly 2.6 days later ...))

Q: ::hungry, but doesn’t want to trouble the others, who are in a conference a level down::

A: <I believe the hospital where they conducted the experiment was in the third city. That is where we’ll go.>

C: ::uneasy:: "Maybe we should be in morph ... they’ve probably never seen a human before."

J: "Wait, did you say a week?!" ::Jake is JUST realizing this ...::

All: ::everyone stares at Quan and Ax blankly, as if just now realizing this.::

J: "What are we going to do floating around in space for a week?

OOCEm: ((Good question, Jake. Hey, what exactly are they going to do?))

OOCJe: ((How about we forget that part since it’s been TWO AND A HALF DAYS!!!))

R: "We can’t just morph and demorph on the homeworld repeatedly. Too obvious."

M: "So, you’re saying we go in human?"

R: "Yes."

M: "Of course you do."

J: "I think Rachel has a point. The Andalites are probably used to strange aliens anyway, right?"

M: "Yeah, being weird aliens themselves."

C: "But do you think they’ll just let us walk around in their home?"

T: "We are coming with two other Andalites."

M: "Yeah, and Quan’s hurt, how do we know that they’ll believe we didn’t hurt her?"

J: "Or that we’re Controllers?" ::silence:: "I mean, they know Earth’s under attack. And we ARE in a Yeerk ship."

C: "All right, one problem solved."

M: "Well not really."

J: ::sighs:: "What now, Marco?"

M: "We still haven’t decided whether or not to go in morph."

All: ::everyone thinks for a minute and then realizes that this was a point of the argument.::

T: <Well, if we arrive as a bunch of ferocious animals they might not take to us. And none of us have an Andalite morph except for me.> ::Tobias is a bird again::

J: "Plus, they don’t know Elfangor gave as the power to morph."

C: "Maybe it’d be better if it stayed that way. Remember the Andalite captain?"

A: <Remember I told my father a while ago and he told me not to tell any of our people. It would disgrace Elfangor. He is a great hero to my people.>

OOCEm: ((I just felt like reminding everyone that Elfangor was Tobias’s father here, sorry.))

T: <He was kind of a hero to us, too.> ::sad and quietly::

All: ::everyone takes a moment to remember Elfangor and that night that had changed all of their lives.>

A: <I will take the blame for your ... powers. I am just an aristh and can’t go down any farther. As for Quan being hurt ...> ::thinks:: <She’ll be my mamoritor. Plus I can always say I’m a warrior. Just the computer had a malfunction.>

OOCAl: ((Ax is saying he’s older than he is and Quan is his wife.))

M: ::whistles and gets a dirty look from Ax. If you can imagine what an Andalite’s dirty look looks like::

OOCJe: ((::laughing at the stupidededededness of it all::))

T: <Maybe I can go as ... Ax’s twin!>

A: ::uneasy:: <Um ... Andalites don’t have twins.>

Q: ::back on intercom:: <Yes, they do, Aximili. Don’t you remember Sonatin and Bolafin? They were identical twins.>

OOCAl: ((Sorry, Jenni. But I had to put something else.))

OOCJe: ((That’s okay. I wouldn’t have thought of it.))

R: "Look, the point is, we still don’t know what we’re doing for us four!"

J: "We’re going to have to go as humans." ::For the rest of the week the Animorphs waited restlessly on the ship for something to happen.::

A: <Prince Jake, do you think we should wake the others? We’re about to land.>

J: "Sure. But Ax?"

A: <Yes, Prince Jake?>

J: "While we’re on the planet, maybe you shouldn’t call me ‘Prince.’"

A: ::presses intercom button:: <Please be advised we are now landing.>

R,M,C,T: ::slowly drift to where Ax, Jake, and Quan are waiting.::

M: ::grins:: "Are we there yet? Are we there yet?"

R: "No, we’re landing on another of the many planets inhabited by Andalites!" ::sarcastically::

OOCNi: ((How about Lila, no Elizabeth or maybe Jessica))

A: <Andalites inhabit just one planet.> ::they look over a planet w/ little water and a lot of flat, grassy plains.>

OOCJe: ((Hi.))

OOCAl: ((Hi.))

A: ::lands the ship and they are greeted by the surrounding Andalites in the docking bay:: <Now, I’ll need you to speak for a long period of time for their translation chips to work. They don’t know your languages.>

M: "That should be no problem for you, Ax." ::sarcastically::

A: <No Marco. I have been around you humans enough that I can speak you language.>

M: ::rolls his eyes::

J: "Ax, you and Tobias ((in Andalite)) go first."

Q: <Excuse me? I’m your what?>

C: "You didn’t know?"

Q: <No!>

A: ::looks embarrassed:: <Well, it would look a little weird if there was a male and female Andalite alone.> ::changes subject:: <Oh, yes, I forgot. Jake, um, you can’t morph during your visit because I kinda told them you can’t morph.>

R: "Wait, wait, wait. What if we have to fight?"

J: "Then we morph. But not until-"

A: ::Interrupts:: <I’m sure you won’t have to fight. Think of this as a ... vacation. You need some time off.>

C: "I’m all for that."

T: ::runs in:: <Guys! Quan may have to wait a while. Before we got here, the Yeerks attacked!>

J: "You mean ... you two ..." ::trails off::

R: "Guys! There’s a Yeerk attack ... now!"

J: ::snaps into action:: "Okay. Everyone! Battle morphs, now!"

A: <But Jake! I told you. You can’t morph. Just stay in the ship. I’m sure it’s an air attack. Just stay calm.>

T: <And besides, the Yeerks are gone.>

M: ::darkly:: "For now."

C: "Let’s just get Quan better, fast."

A: <I’ll arrange the stretcher.> ::goes outside::

M: ::to Quan:: "So. When’s the wedding?"

Q: ::glares at him:: <Perhaps Marco will volunteer to steal the medical device for me.>

R: "Sounds good to me."

J: ::apologetically:: "Sorry, Quan. We didn’t know. I thought it was, like, a cousin or somethin’. Sorry."

Q: <Figures he wouldn’t tell you. Princess Cassie, I believe I am not going to speak to him.>

OOCNi: ((Exactly how did all of them explain to their parents that they’re going to be gone on another planet for about a month?))

Q: ::looks mad::

OOCAl: ((The Chee take their place and Ax is gone. Here we go again. Ding! Ding!))

A: <Hey, I’m back magically, again! Now, all we’re missing is->

R: ::Rachel trips:: ((8))

A: <That.>

M: "I’m hungry again."

C: "Rachel, are you okay?"

M: "Does anybody have some chips?"

J: "This is no time to be thinking about food."

M: "How about some tortillas?"

J: "Where’s Rachel?"

A: ::the Andalites come in with Ax and stretcher:: <Um ... Did I miss something?>

An: <These are the humans you were talking about, Aximili?>

A: <Yes.>

An: <You poor thing. And you said they were intelligent?>

A: <Um ...>

T: <Ax? Where’d you go? I mean, where’d you come from? I mean ... I’m confused.>

Q: <They are intelligent, you arrogant fool! Just look at them!>

An: ::he looks::

M: "Yum yum eat‘um up!"

OOCNi: ((Jenni, you’re an idiot and you have bad grammar and you misspell.))

J: ::rolls his eyes::

M: "How about steak with a touch of soy sauce?"

OOCAl: ((Look who’s talking!))

OOCJe: ((This is so unrealistic.))

OOCJe: ((I know. They should be married.))

OOCJe: ((If you’re not careful, you’re going to begin talking to yourself.))

OOCJe: ((Oh, golly, you’re right!))

OOCAl: ((Um ... right ... you are talking to yourself.))

OOCJe: ((::together:: No, we’re not!))

An: <Just show me you injured mamoritor, please. Then we’ll get the humans comfortable.>

M: "Ahem." ::winks at Quan::

C: "She’s right here. We couldn’t heal her, so we hoped you could."

An: <I’m sure we can help her.> ::turns to Ax:: <Would you like to stay with her?>

A: ::smirks:: <Yes. I would stay with her.>

J: "We’d like to stay with her as well."

An: ::looks uneasy:: <Would you like these ... unstable humans to stay with you, Quantana?>

R: "Unstable? Do you have some sort of problem with humans, Mr. Andalite?"

Q: ::quietly:: <Yes, I would.>

An: <Very well. Can you get up? Or do you need help?>

Q: <Well, I’m paralyzed, what do you think?>

OOCJe: ((Oops ... I made a mistake. Rachel’s supposed to be unconscious! ;-) ))

A: ::Ax, Tobias, and Andalite carry Quan out on a stretcher::

OOCEm: ((You guys are all Psychos! Is this what you do when I’m not here? Whoever was writing, finish!))

OOCJe: ((Actually, Emily, it was all a tribute to you. ;-) Nicole was writing.))

OOCEm: ((Well, thank you, psycho, Nicole rewrite that sentence, psycho.))

OOCNi: ((I would’ve finished it but somebody, eh, eh, ahem, Jenni, didn’t give me time.))

OOCEm: ((I can’t trip! I’m a bird! Or am I an Andalite? Somebody explain! I’m not writing ‘til you do!))

OOCJe: ((::ignoring you all::))

All: ::all follow::

M: "So ... this isn’t too weird ..." ::Andalites are staring at them::

An: ::just to make everything better, Ax’s parents arrive:: <Aximili, you’re home!>

A: <Uh oh ...>

OOCAl: ((You’re in Andalite morph.))

A: <Mom, Dad, listen. You don’t know me. Please act like you don’t know who I am.> ::this was in private thought-speech::

OOCEm: ((That’s no fun ...))

An: ::the Andalites run up to ... Tobias!:: <Aximili, how did you do this? We’re so glad you’re back!> ::they notice Quan and humans, and Aximili::

A’s M: <What’s going on?>

OOCEm: ((Maybe somebody wants to tell Ax’s parents about their grandson. Hey, that’s me.))

OOCNi: ((You’re idiots. The problem was fixed, so you make it more complicated.))

A: <Um ... We have to get this Andalite medical help.>

A’s M: <Aximili? And Aximili?>

A’s D: <But which one’s the real one?>

A: ::privately to Tobias:: <Demorph and morph to human.>

T: ::slowly demorphs to hawk, then to human, the Andalites watch, amazed.::

OOCJe: ((Wait, Emily, I know what you’re going to say: "You’ve given me so much to work with!"))

OOCEm: ((I’m going to write what they actually talked about.))

A’s D: <Elfangor gave these humans the power to morph?>

J: "Yes, right before he died, we were just taking a shortcut home when Tobias saw these lights."

R: "He told us all about the Yeerks. He gave us a chance to fight back."

A’s M: <Why?>

T: "He wanted humans to have a chance, we were his people too." ::all eyes turn to Tobias, he turns to Ax:: "Think we should tell them?"

T: "I am not really an Andalite. I’m a nothlit stuck in bird morph."

OOCEm: ((Nicole, stop making me talk!))

M: "I think she’s hit her head one too many times."

R: "Hey, when did I trip?"

M: "Only every five minutes."

Q: ::suddenly, Quan falls off the stretcher ((16)) and wakes up in the hospital with a strange human standing over her::

Ka: "Hello, I am Kaia."

Q: <But you are a human.>

Ka: "Yes. Your human friends are in another room with

Aximili and my daughter. I’m going to try to cure you. Now, you should know that, although it’s very rare, if we cure your paralysis, you might not be able to reproduce. Do you still want us to go through with the procedure?"

A: ::meanwhile, in the other room:: <What’s going on? Is Quan going to be okay?>

K: "She should be fine."

M: "Who is that and what is she doing interrupting Ax’s dramatic moment?"

K: "My name is Katrina and my mother is treating your friend."

M: "That is so interesting. Now, can we please get back to worrying about Quan? ::this was said sarcastically::

J: "Marco, don’t be rude." ::turns to Katrina:: "I’m Jake and this charming young man you’ve been talking with is Marco."

K: ::smiles at Jake and glares at Marco::

M: "Ooh, I’m scared."

C: "What are humans doing on the Andalite homeworld?"

J: "And this is Cassie, Rachel, and Tobias. ::now, back to Quan and Kaia.::

Q: <What are you doing on the Andalite homeworld? You are human.>

OOCEm: ((All right, I have to ask, whenever you see the world Andalite, does anyone else think of book 12 when Cassie was like, "Yeah, and a light could help too ...?" Anyone?))

OOCJe: ((Nope.))

OOCEm: ((Damn!))

Q: <I feel faint.> ::passes out::

OOCNi: ((Daphne wrote that, and no, I don’t.))

K: ::she leads Animorphs into the room where Quan is::

T: "What’s going on, why is Quan unconscious again?"

M: "It seems the doctor here has put her to sleep. Like mother like daughter."

J: "Marco!"

OOCJe: ((I’m so proud of you, Daphne!))

Ka: "Don’t worry. She has to be unconscious for the procedure to work. She’ll be awake in half an hour."

OOCEm: ((We’re pulling everyone in ... Megan, Daphne ::evil laugh::))

OOCNi: ((I want an evil laugh.))

M: "Sorry, I guess I’m sorta on edge."

K: "Apology accepted."

M: ::muttering to Jake:: "I wasn’t talking to her."

OOCEm: ((Nicole, you had the notebook for 5 minutes and you didn’t write a thing?))

::All the couples in the room exchange knowing glances::

R: ::to Tobias, who, yes, is still in human morph:: "How long do you think it will take them to stop fighting and get together?"

T: ::smiles:: "I give ‘em a week."

OOCEm: ((Sim!))

OOCJe: ((No.))

OOCEm: ((Why?))

OOCJe: ((Why not?))

OOCEm: ((Because you like to sim.))

OOCJe: ((Oh.))

M: ::Marco and Katrina both turn to look at Tobias:: "Did you say something?"

Q: ::wakes up 25 minutes before she was supposed to::

K: "Hey! You’re supposed to be asleep!"

Q: <I am? Where am I?>

M: ::stands up and Katrina glares angrily::

K: "What are you, a major klutz?"

M: "You should see Rachel."

OOCAl: ((Hi! I’m back, magically! And I just finished reading what you wrote Jenni, what’s this smuck about Quan not being able to reproduce! You’re ruining my plans. But ... Ax and Quan could have an accident child ...))

A: ::pacing back and forth:: <I hope she’s alright.>

Ka: "Something’s wrong. She shouldn’t be awake!"

Q: <Why shouldn’t I be awake?>

OOCEm: ((Hee Hee.))

OOCNi: ((Wha ha ha ha.))

OOCJe: ((You two are so immature.))

Q: <What is that tingle feeling I’m getting?>

OOCJe: ((Note: She shouldn’t be getting that.))

Ka: "This is bad."

Q: ::goes into neural shock::

Ka: ::over intercom so everyone can hear:: "Dr. Sabolin. Dr. Sabolin. I need you in Back Reconstruction. Repeat. Back Reconstruction. ::sounds desperate and worried.::

OOCEm: ((Nicole, you are a jackass!))

An: ::Dr. Sabolin shows up.::

OOCJe: ((::Mark trips ...::((21)) ))

OOCEm: ((Nicole is a freak of nature!))

OOCJe: ((You just noticed?))

J: ::in other room:: "What’s going on?"

K: <I ... I don’t know. But Mom only calls the doctor when it’s really serious. She may be dying or ... ::trails off::

Q: ::suddenly Quan’s heart stops beating, she’s dead::

OOCJe: ((Oh my God ... you killed me! ::cries::))

OOCJe: ((That’s 27! And I’m still dead, hello!))

Ka: ::takes shock thingys and brings Quan back to like. The procedure is complete. But Quan won’t be able to reproduce. Or so she thinks ...::

OOCEm: ((They are called defibrillators! Does anyone else watch ER? And yes, Nicole, George Clooney is coming back and marrying Carol! So shut up!))

OOCJe: ((Um ... Yeah ... Ali, pass the paper to Nicky then.))

OOCAl: ((Who’s Nicky?))

OOCNi: ((No, he’s not!! She’s marrying the French guy.))

All: ::general chaos as everyone gets up and walks the door::

OOCAl: ((How can someone walk a door? Do they put it on a leash and take it for a walk? Or do they pick it up and move it? And does anyone notice that Al means Aluminum and Ni means Nickel? Come on, people! We’re all fricken’ idiots! Face it! I’m starting to act like the stupidly insane Yeerk! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!!!!! Thank you.))

OOCJe: ((Um ... Okay. There is so much I could say right now, but I’ll leave that to Emily. ::pause. To herself:: Al really does mean Aluminum ...))

OOCEm: ((Okay A: Thank you Jenni, I think I will say it. Nicole you are a jack ass and he’s not French! He’s Croatian and no she’s marrying Doug, and you know it. And 2, yes Al does mean Aluminum, and Ali? You are spending way too much time around Sean and 3! I need a new piece of paper! Also, everyone has to be sad that Chewie is dead, thank you.))

OOCEm: ((Oh yeah, one last thing, what do you mean Quan thinks she can’t have kids? All right, time for the cheesy love scene, but I’ll leave that up to Ali.))

OOCAl: ((No, not yet. And to your little speech ... ok, big speech ... I applaud you. ::claps hands:: It was very good.))

OOCJe: ((I’m just ... I’m just ... Oh, never mind.))

Ka: "I’m not sure, something has gone wrong with the procedure."

C: ::ignoring them:: "Will Quan be all right?"

Ka: "Yes, but ..." ::she trails off::

A: <But what?>

Ka: "She may never be able to have children."

A: ::looks stricken::

OOCEm: ((Ya know, I have this weird feeling that we’ve gone through this already ...))

A: ::ignores everything:: <Wh ... What do you mean, ‘not have children?>::angry and puts tail blade to Dr. Sabolin’s throat:: <What have you done to her?!>

Sa: ::calmly:: <Quantana knew there was a chance she couldn’t have children, Aximili. She accepted the risks.>

M: "Ya know, Nicole is a jackass." ::others stare at him blankly::

J: "Who’s Nicole?"

M: ::blinks:: "I don’t know. It just popped into my head."

R: "I knew you would start hearing voices someday."

M: "Almost like someone is controlling our actions..." ::everyone begins to ignore Marco again::

OOCEm: ((Hee Hee, I’m making Marco go insane, Mu wah, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!))

J: "Ax, put your tail down. I’m sorry for my friends Doctor."

M: "Did anybody else just hear a really evil sounding laugh?"

OOCEm: ((Uh-oh, Marco knows we’re here!))

OOCJe: ((Quick! Radio silence. Can’t let the subject know we’re here!))

M: "Who’s there?"

A: ::takes blade away from doctor’s throat surprised by his actions::

M: "Who’s up there?"

K: "Is your friend okay?"

R: "He isn’t acting any more insane then usual."

M: ::decides he must be hearing stuff::

A: <Don’t worry, honey, the doctor is going to take care of you.>

M: ::suddenly, Marco starts prancing around the room saying-:: "I’m a fairy, I’m a fairy!" ::still prancing::

T: ::punches Marco and he falls unconscious:: ((30))

OOCJe: ((Now that Marco’s out of the picture ... he can’t hear us.))

A: <Are you feeling all right? How are you?> ::looks pained::

K: ::walks over to Marco and bends down to see if he’s all right::

M: "Mom, I thought you were a Controller?" ::Marco is confused and starts talking about how happy he is his mom isn’t Visser 1 but only Katrina hears::

Q: <Ax ... make the room stop spinning ...>

A: ::Ax just stands there thought-speaking comforting words. Cassie, Rachel, Tobias, and Jake crowd around Quan::

K: ::remains by Marco getting sick as he talks to her as if she’s his mother, telling her about how upset he was when his father remarried and how he missed her so much. Marco falls back into unconsciousness, Katrina puts him on a table and goes to see Quan::

An: ::suddenly, an Andalite bursts into the room:: <Doctor, you should prepare for more patients. The Yeerks are back.>

J: "Someone wake Marco up. Quan, can you fight?"

Q: <I think so.> ::gets up::

R: ::takes the front desk bell and puts it right up to Marco’s ear then rings it::

M: "I don’t want to go to school."

T: ::is now in bird morph and he goes over and pecks Marco’s head to wake him up::

M: "Okay, okay, I’m up!"

W: "What the hell’s going on?!" ::he pulls his HKUP70 out of his holster and takes aim on the nearest host. Wilks fires on the host. The bullets hit him square in the chest:: "Shit!" ::puts his HK back in his holster and grabs his Pulse Rifle from his back. He lets loose a volley of bullets striking 4 hosts before Wilks gets hit in the face.::

M: <There goes the neighborhood.>

OOCJe: ((As they talk, they fight.))

R: <Why are they attacking now? I thought they had to conquer Earth before they could!>

W: "Hey, what was that for?" ::he turns to Marco.::

M: "I didn’t touch you but you might want to get some antibiotic on that paper cut."

OOCAl: ((Sorry Sean, but Wilks sounded too much like milk, and milk scares me. Maybe you could get a new Andalite ... but NO beverages of any sort!!))

OOCJe: ((LOL, someone killed the mighty Sean!))

A: ::gets up and goes to Quan:: <You okay? Come on, we can stop by my scoop.>

Q: <You mean your family’s?>

A: <Well, I’m part of the family, aren’t I? So the scoop is partly mine.>

Q: <Ah. As always, your logic is flawless.>

OOCJe: ((All those who prefer we not go into detail, say aye.))

OOCAl: ((Aye!))

OOCEm: ((Aye!))

J: "Rachel! Are you okay?"

C: "Maybe if you morph, you could climb out!"

R: "I’ve got a lovely bunch of coconuts, deedaly, deedaly, there they are a-standing in a row ..."

M: "Hmm ... Maybe she’s hungry!"

C: "Um ... where’s Ax and Quan?"

J: "Rachel, morph fly and come out of there!"

R: "... Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head ..."

T: "Um ... Rachel, there are no coconuts here. Are you all right?"

M: "Maybe you should kiss her and make it better Tobias."

R: ::THAT brought her back around. Morphs to bear and eats Marco:: <Yum!>

M: ::morphs fly and flies out of her stomach::

OOCAl: ((Why is there an "h" in stomach?))

A,Q: ::2 hrs. later, come to others both seeming embarrassed by something::

R: "Coconuts, coconuts, everyone loves coconuts ... Yum!"

A: <Um ... Is Rachel all right?>

M: "I don’t know. Why don’t you ask the people controlling us?" ::Marco begins to shout at us::

M: "Yeah, I know you’re out there! Why can’t you make someone else go insane? Why does it have to be the cute and funny people like me?"

OOCEm: ((That’s not true, Rachel’s going insane, too ...))

M: "So?"

A: <Ah. Well, um ... I gotta go home. See ya.> ::starts off toward home, not knowing the others have no way home.::

Q: <Aximili, wait!>

J: "Um ... how do we get home?"

M: "Does anyone else care that we are just puppets being controlled by some psychos from God knows where?"

R: "Yeah!"

OOCEm: ((All of you shut up! Jenni, help me out here!))

M: "So, one of you is named Jenny! Well-"

OOCJe: ((Hey! It’s JENNI you moron! J-E-N-N-I! NOT Y!))

M: "Well, excuuse me!"

Q: <Um ... is Marco talking to himself?>

OOCDa: ((Jenni, why do you talk to your own character?))

C: "Yeah, he got punched in the head one too many times. Are you alright? You got this strange look on your face."

Q: <What look, Princess Cassie? I don’t have a look.>

C: "Right ..." ::everyone slowly backs away from Quan, except for Marco who is still screaming at us::

OOCEm: ((Maybe we should let Nicole deal with him, he is her character ...))

M: "What? I’m no one’s character." ::thoughtful:: "Who’s Nicole? Is she cute?"

OOCJe: ((::sighs:: Maybe we should just talk out loud, so they all hear us.))

OOCNi: ((Listen, you can’t hear me, I’m in your mind. Don’t mention this voice to the others or you’ll sound insane. They may think you’re a Controller.))

J: "I didn’t hear anything."

R: "Neither did I."

C: "Not one word."

M: "What are you people, idiots? A voice just told us to say that and you’re listening?"

OOCNi: ((::silence::))

M: "Who are you?"

OOCNi: ((I am Nicole, your master.))

M: "What, I have a master?"

OOCNi: ((I made you say that.))

M: "Suuure you did."

ICJe: ::suddenly, a blue presence floats into Quan::

Q/ICJe: ::looks at them:: <My name is Jenni. Sorry, for right now we’re not able to show you our true forms. I can only speak through Quan.>

OOCEm: ((Jenni, you can’t do anything yourself, can you? Fine, I’ll do it!))

T/ICEm: <I am Emily. I am talking through Tobias, he is my character. Don’t listen to Jenni or Nicole, they are idiots.>

J: "How many of you are there?"

T/ICEm: <At the moment just four, Jenni, Nicole, Ali and I. We wrote this story involving you. Tobias is my character. Ax is Ali’s, Quan is Jenni’s, Marco and Katrina are Nicole’s.>

Q/ICJe: <Rachel is Megan’s, but we write as all of you. This is our 85^th page.>

J: "Hey, how come Cassie and I don’t have anyone?"

T/ICEm: <Sorry, but we don’t have enough people so we share you two.>

M: "Why can I hear you?"

Q/ICJe: <We don’t know.>

A: ::appears suddenly, he was filled in on what the rest know.::

OOCAl: ((Does he know about the baby?))

A/ICAl: <We’re all Ellimists, don’t worry. We’re kinda new at this kind of stuff.>

Q/ICJe: <No, Ali, we don’t lie to them. We’re humans, just like they are.>

J: ::they don’t believe us:: "All right, if you know so much, then we’ll just quiz you a little."

T/ICEm: <Fine, go ahead. We’ve been with you since the beginning.>

J: ::is unnerved::

C: "Fine, what were we doing in the construction site that night?"

Q/ICJe: <Walking home from the mall.>

T/ICEm: <And meeting your destiny.>

R: "So what was Tobias doing there? He hadn’t been at the mall with us."

Q/ICJe: <He told himself to.>

M/ICNi: "I’m new at this. I’m Nicole. And for the record, Jenni’s the one who makes you trip."

Q/ICJe: <Am not! I only tripped Rachel the first time!"

OOCAl: ((Yeah, anyway, Nicole.))

OOCJe: ((I was bored with that. Oh, Quan doesn’t tell them ‘til they’re back home.))

OOCAl: ((Yeah!!! Let’s sim!!!!))

A: <Prince Jake, I’m afraid I’m needed here.>

J: "What do you mean, Ax?"

A: <I ... don’t want to leave.>

T: <What? You have to come with us!>

R: "If this is about fighting the Yeerks, you do that on Earth."

A: <Well ... I could arrange some scouts to come with me.>

OOCNi: ((Ali, what did you just write, it’s not at all legible.))

OOCNi: ((I know, these people need to learn how to write.))

OOCNi: ((You’re a fine one to talk, your handwriting isn’t much neater.))

OOCNi: ((Okay, I don’t want to alarm you guys, but someone is doing OOC with my initials and they have my handwriting. But don’t worry, I can handle this.))

OOCJe: ((Warning: Nicole has gone insane. Warning: Nicole has gone insane.))

M: "Okay, Ax, if you’re gonna stay, you should probably find out where the fridge is so I can eat."

Q: ::modes and shoots Marco.:: <Aximili, you can’t leave me now!>

A: <You can stay too, we belong here.>

M: "You already unpacked?"

A: <Nooo. It’s just some things I have here that I want to bring to Earth. Come on. You can come meet my family and have dinner with us at my scoop. Let’s go.> ::thinks:: <Maybe you should morph horse.>

R: "No way! We stay as we are."

A: <Just ‘til we get to my scoop.>

J: "’Kay." ::they morph::

A: ::after a nasty meal of grass, the Animorphs head home. They are now home and have one on one time with their Chee fill-ins. Ax and Quan are alone.::

Q: <Aximili ... I have something to tell you.>

A: ::still sulking over leaving home:: <It better be good.>

Q: <I’m ... I’m ...>

T: ::flies in unnoticed::

Q: <Pregnant.>

: ::pause.:: <And who is the father?>

Q: ::surprised:: <You are!>

A: ::yells:: <It’s not mine you-> ::beep::

Q: ::shocked:: <Yes it is yours! Whose else would it be?!>

OOCEm: ((Our story now has the feel of a cheesy romance novel. It’s all Nicole’s fault. Her and her trashy romance novels, grumble, grumble.))

A: <It’s NOT mine!> ::storms off and others come on.::

C: "Quan? What isn’t his? What’s the matter? And why is Tobias on the ground?"

Q: <I ... I ...> ::runs off in opposite direction::

R: ::bends down and picks Tobias up:: "Tobias, are you all right?"

T: <Yeah, I’m fine. Where’s Quan?>

M: "I think, I think, she left. What happened?"

T: <I flew in and heard Quan say that she was pregnant.>

J: "Pregnant!"

C: "This is not good."

T: <Then Ax started yelling, saying it wasn’t his and ... he called her something bad.>

R: "Who else’s would it be?"

T: <That’s what Quan said.>

J: "Is there anything else?"

T: <No.>

J: "Then let’s find Quan and Ax and see what they’re planning to do."

A: ::off alone and plans to ask Quan about an abortion. Or kill the baby himself.::

OOCNi: ((First of all, this isn’t my fault we sound like a talkshow, It’s Jenni’s and Ali’s, and B, I am dead serious about the abortion thing. When you abort, you’re just murdering a child. If anyone tries to abort, I will personally cut off your head, arms, and legs, put them in a jar, and see how you like it!!!))

M: ::deciding that all his friends are crazy and should be in a soap opera, walks toward the ship but stops when he catches a glimpse of someone getting out of it:: "What are you doing?" ::person turns around, startled:: "Katrina!" ::surprised::

K: "Marco, um, um, would you believe me if I said I got stuck on the ship because I was bringing you some food when it took off?"

M: "No."

OOCEm: ((36!))

OOCJe: ((Slightly?))

Q: ::comes back::

C: ::goes to Quan and hugs her:: "We heard the news! Congratulations!" ::whispers:: "We need to talk about what you want to do with the baby. Jake suggested an abortion."

Q: <What? No!> ::steps back from her, shocked:: <I’m going to keep this baby!>

C: "All right, then we’ll be here for you."

A: ::comes and sees Quan and heads the other way.::

J: "Ax! Come here!"

A: ::he comes:: "Yes, Prince Jake?"

J: "Don’t call me ... That’s not the point!"

A: <Then what is?>

R: "Quan is pregnant."

Q: <And I’m keeping our child.>

A: <I know the slut is pregnant and I told the slut that it’s not mine!>

J,C,R,T: ::at once:: "Ax!"

OOCNi: ((Ally dies!))

OOCAl: ((It’s ALI. I!))

A: ::mutters:: <Well she is.>

OOCJe: ((Nicole spelled Ali’s name wrong ... bad girl ... oh, and you did it wrong. It’s: ((::modes and Ali dies::)) Anyway ...))

Q: ::walks up to Ax and says privately:: <This child is yours whether you like it or not.>

OOCJe: ((And just for the record, if Quan morphs it could complicate the birth(s ... hehe).))

A: <Well, I may be the biological father, but I will have nothing to do with it. Do you hear me? Nothing.>

Q: <You are not abandoning this child, Aximili!>

A: <Yes I am!>

J: "Ax, how could you do that?"

A: <Easily. Like this.> ::walks away::

J: ::sighs:: "Ax, come back now."

A: <Why?>

R: "Because he said so!"

A: <You’re not Prince Jake.> ::snobbish::

C: "Ax, why don’t you want this baby?"

A: <Because you usually get married and promoted before you even think about kids.> ::sounds scared. He’s actually scared for Quan’s well being. Glances at Quan.::

R: "Well it’s here, and you can’t just ignore it!"

A: <I-> ::has nothing else to say, hands head and secretly cries::

R: "I’m mad." ::pulls out gun, shoots everyone fatally::

A: ::privately:: <Quantana, come with me.>

Q: ::also privately:: <Why?>

A: <It’s about th- our baby.>

Q: ::surprised:: <Excuse me ... I have a ritual to perform ...> ::runs off::

A: <Quantana, wait!> ::runs after her::

Q: ::after they’re far enough away:: <What?>

A: <I just want to say I’m 100% behind you and I want to do anything to help you and the little one.>

Q: ::still mad:: <Yeah. And why couldn’t you say this in front of the others?!>

A: <Look. I don’t want this to effect the others. So I contacted the Homeworld to take you back home where I will meet you there, once the war is over.>

Q: ::recoils:: <No! My place is here!>

A: <Quantana, please, think of the baby! Think of the risk!>

OOCEm: ((Hey, how long is an Andalite’s gestation period, anyway?))

OOCAl: ((I don’t know. Jenni, what is it?))

OOCJe: ((I already said! One month!))

A: ::comes to others angrily:: <We’re keeping the damn kid, only because Quan wants to. If it was me, which I’m glad I’m not, I would have an abortion and get rid of it.>

OOCNi: ((You’re idiots, imbeciles, I hate you all.))

Q: ::glares at him, then looks at Princess Cassie:: <The birth will happen within a month. You and Rachel will need to deliver the baby.>

R: ::shrugs:: "Sure."

OOCEm: ((I’m not writing ‘til someone knocks some sense into Ax!))

OOCJe: ((::knocks sense into Ax:: There, happy?))

M: ::breaks into the song ‘Come On Get Happy.’::

A: ::one month later, practicing tail fighting. He showed the humans that he was happy for the baby.::

T: ::flying in:: <Ax! Quan’s going into labor!>

M: "Everyone get into the car, I’m driving."

K: "You know how to drive?" ::said with admiration and disbelief::

A: <I’m on my way! Tell her that! Oh! How far apart are the contractions?>

T: <How should I know?>

A: <Just tell Quan I’m on my way!> ::runs toward Quan::

T: <Ya know I’m not your messenger boy.>

R: "Tobias ..."

T: <Going!> ::flies away::

A: ::goes into barn and sees Quan lying on her side in great pain. Goes to her and takes her hand:: <It’s alright, Quan. Everything’s alright.>

C: <Ax, you need to leave.>

A: <What are you talking about, I’m the father and if you even try to kick me out I’ll stomp your head.>

OOCEm: ((So he admits it now?))

R: "Um ... I think we should let Ax stay ..."

C: "Hey! It’s out!"

T: <Wow. That was fast ...>

R: ::looks at the baby Andalite:: "Um ... is it a boy or girl?"

A: <A girl. I have a daughter.> ::sounds betrayed::

T: <Um ... I think you’re about to have another.>

C: "What?!"

C: "You have another girl!"

OOCEm: ((Aahh, the miracle of life. If Ax doesn’t like his children I’ll kick his ass.))

Q: <Twins!>

T: <I have cousins!>

Q: <They need names.>

A: ::sighs:: <You ... You did good.> ::pats Quan’s shoulder and leaves.::

Q: ::calls after him:: <You’re leaving? While I’m in PAIN?!>

A: <Well ... someone must announce the births to the others. So since I’m the "happy, joyous, and proud" father, I have to tell them.> ::turns to leave and heads out door::

C: ::hands Quan the eldest girl::

Q: ::looks down at her daughter:: <Leeana Jahar Jaina-Esgarrouth-Cassia.>

C: "Cassia?"

Q: ::looks at the other girl:: <And this will be ... Jahar- Semitur-Cinnabon.>

___OOCEm: ((Not writing again until someone changes the name back to Leeana. Jahar is gay.))

OOCDa: ((Compromise. Make it Leehara.))

A: ::sees others outside barn::

J: "Well? What is it?"

A: <It’s twins! Twins! And they’re female!> ::storms off::

Q: ::looks weak:: <Fine, Jake.>

J: "Ummm. We have to move you to your scoop, okay?"

Q: <I do not think I am strong enough to travel.>

K: ::goes to the babies:: "They’re beautiful."

Q: <Thank you.>

K: "What’s their names?"

Q: ::indicates children as naming them:: <This is Jaina-Esgarrouth-Cassia and Leehara-Semitur-Cinnabon.>

T: <I think, I think he left.>

Q: <We’re pretty sure this time.>

M: "I’m hungry ..."

J: "Ya know, this all sounds familiar ..."

K: ::watches all this as if they are all insane, which they kinda are ...::

C: ::grabs food from dad’s hiding spot. He’s "supposedly" on a diet.:: "Here, Marco. Eat this."

M: "Combos!"

K: "Are you guys always like this?"

T: <You have no idea.>

K: "Umm ... Okay."

M: ::after a good snack he morphs gorilla and carries Quan to her and Ax’s scoop. Then goes back for the little ones and puts them next to Quan.::

C: "You comfortable?"

Q: ::is smiling at the twins, doesn’t hear her::

C: ::to Jake:: "I think she is."

J: ::nodding:: "Yeah."