aka I'm Confused
Now, this is plain comedy. I don't have a plot. Keep that in mind.
DISCLAIMER: This is free and I don't own any of the series/characters mentioned.
Chapter 1: Why You Should NEVER Leave Anyone Behind
Marco POV
I was at Jake's place, in one of our Animorphs meetings. The Yeerks were going to use some sort of Morph-tracker that would send data to the Blade ship about where the morphers were, where did they morph/demorph, and what brand of coffee they drank. It might also have other functions, but Erek didn't find them.
"So, Ax, whaddya think?" Jake said after describing the Morph tracker (Mt).
<It is utter nonsense. Yeerk technology has no way of monitoring the coffee consumption of an individual.>
"Yeah, but THAT IS NOT OUR MAIN CONCERN!"
<Yeerks do not have technology. Thefore, they can't track us. JES.>
"JES?"
<Just Enough Slashed.>
"Oh."
"Hm? Well, let's go kick some Yeerk butt!" our resident kamikaze chick Rachel yelled after waking from her coma.
<Yeerks do not have "butts", Rachel.>
"I didn't mean it literally, Ax."
At this point, Jake groaned.
"Let's just destroy it before they start using it", Cassie said, "I'd hate to have them know that I drink Espresso coffee."
"What is wrong with you people?!" Jake asked.
"Yeah, you don't drink Latte", I said.
"Well, let's go destroy it, just like Cassie suggested", Jake said, "Erek said it was kept in the school's basement."
After morphing birds and flying there, we got in with no hassle. We went into our battle morphs.
<Is it just me, or is that thing covered by Controllers?> I asked.
<It is covered by Controllers. And the Visser is over there>, Rachel replied, <Let's go kick some butt!>
<Fine, but destroying the Mt is the priority, okay?>
<OK>, we chorused.
Rachel proceeded to make a run for the Mt, along with Ax and me. Then Rachel suddenly stopped.
<Where's Tobias?> she asked.
<Ooooooops. I think we forgot him>, I said, and then called to Jake, <Hey, Jake we forgot Tobias!>
<You will pay you @%„¤!!> Turns out Tobias is very good at systematic searching. He flew in.
<Look, I was following you just outside the range of thoughtspeech. Do NOT do that again!>
<Hey, enough talk, let's kick Yeerk butt!> Rachel said-as usual.
When we "attacked" the Mt, the Visser kept cool and said:
<Ha! Watch this, Andalite Bandits!> Then he pressed a button on what we had assumed to be the Mt.
A drinks machine reading "Sirius Cybernetics Corporation" materialized.
The Visser pressed the button again while a human-Controller requested tea from the machine.
The thing that materialized was a ray gun, designed for three thick fingers and a thumb, not the Andalite's thumb and six thin fingers.
The Visser pointed the gun at Cassie.
<Ha! I would never have suspected that one of you was human! Let's see, aha. Jacqueline Kennedy. Born 1929. Age 80. Died 1994, age 64. THIS IS DOES NOT WORK!!!>
"Share and enjoy", the drinks machine said. The Visser shoved it at the human-Controller.
The human-Controller sipped and spat it out in disgust, yelling "Grraa Thhphw Chrrrk Ccct!" and died from food (or in this case drink) poisoning.








