Disclaimer: I don't own Animorphs, just Stella, Gwyn, and Claire. Now that
that's out of the way......
(A/N) Hello again everyone. I bet you weren't expecting to hear from me again so soon. This isn't exactly the sequel I had in mind. There will be a longer one some time soon. This is just a short holidays idea that I had. But it is pretty dramatic if I do say so myself. I should mention that this takes place in between books 25 and 26, since that's about as far as I've read. Elski, there's no need for flesh-eating, purple teddy bears. AryaWinds, what do you mean by alternate time line? Fuzy Llama, no worries, I probably won't get too descriptive. I'm not over eighteen either, just fourteen in fact. It's not like I write from experience or anything. #1 Fan, or #1 Sugar Fan, I purposely made it obvious that they were Stella and Aximili's kids. I had to make sure you all stayed hooked. For anybody out there who hasn't read Written in the Stars, this is a sequel for that story. You don't have to read that to understand this but I would recommend that you do. Thus I begin......
Follow the Star
Chapter 1: Schemes and Memories
"A little to the right, Dad." Cassie said as she directed her father.
My name is Aximili Esgarrouth Isthill. I am an Andalite. But at the moment I live on the planet Earth. I fight against the Yeerk invasion with six human youths. Prince Jake, Cassie, Rachel, Marco, Tobias, and Stella.
Right now I was in my human morph. All seven of us were at Cassie's home preparing for a human religious festival. Cassie's father had set up a tree in a room of their house. He was now attempting to wrap a long string of tiny, brightly colored lights around the branches of the tree. I turned to Stella, who stood beside me.
"Kim, Kuh-im, tell me again. What is the purpose of covering this tree in lights. Light-zuh?"
Stella laughed as I gazed back into her brown eyes. Normally she has gray eyes but she too was in a morph. Stella can no longer risk revealing herself as she really is in front of other humans. Aside from the other Animorphs that is.
She got on the wrong side of Visser Three, the Yeerk warlord leading the invasion of Earth. She found the Escafil device that my brother Elfangor brought to Earth. It was because of him that the Animorphs came into being. He broke Andalite law and gave our morphing technology to Jake, Cassie, Tobias, Rachel, and Marco. Originally it was just the five of them and myself. But then Stella found the device. Visser Three discovered that she had it and he went after her. He killed her entire family and destroyed her home. She barely escaped with her life. We seven have had some very wild adventures ever since she joined us but I wouldn't trade a minute of it. At first none of us trusted Stella. But after everything that we have been through she has really become "part of the group" as my human friends say. I have also come to care for her very deeply.
It was so strange looking back at her now. She must use her Kim morph whenever we are out among other humans. Just as Tobias and I must use our human forms around other humans. Normally Stella has long, black hair, pale skin, gray eyes, and she is five Earth feet tall. In her morph she has reddish-brown hair that stops at the nape of her neck, light brown skin, brown eyes, and she is roughly four inches taller. This morph is a blend of DNA from Cassie and Rachel. We have chosen to call her Kim when she is in this form.
"It's a Christmas tradition. I don't really know why we do it. I guess it's just something humans have always done on Christmas. Humans who actually celebrate Christmas that is." She answered me.
"Ah. But why don't all humans celebrate this religious holiday of yours?"
"First of all, it's called Christmas. And not all humans are Christians. Some people celebrate Chanukah. Others celebrate Kwanzaa. Cassie's family might actually celebrate Kwanzaa-" Stella started to say.
"Actually Kim, we don't. We're not real big on that whole thing." Cassie told her.
"And what is the significance of this Christmas?"
"We celebrate Christmas because it's the birth date of God's son, Jesus."
"All right. Is Christmas very meaningful to humans?"
"Definitely. Christmas is definitely one of the more popular holidays."
"Why?"
"I guess it's because of all the gifts you get on Christmas."
"Gifts?"
"Yeah. On Christmas your supposed to give gifts to the people you love."
"Okay, the lights are finally on the tree. You kids can start putting on the ornaments. I'm gonna go see if Cassie's mom needs any help in the kitchen." Cassie's father said as he walked out of the room.
"Let's get started then." Cassie said enthusiastically.
She reached into one of the two dust-covered boxes that sat beside the tree and pulled out a vibrant red ball with a hook attached to it. Then she hung it on the tree. Prince Jake did the same. One by one the other Animorphs joined them. Each of them reached into one of the boxes, pulled out a brightly colored decoration, and placed it on the tree. Stella jumped up to join them. I followed hesitantly.
"What am I supposed to do?" I asked them.
"Just grab an ornament and hang it on the tree. But be careful with them. Some of the ornaments are very fragile." Cassie said as she hung up another decoration.
Slowly I reached into the first box and came out with a small, glass figurine. It was in the shape of a human, only it had wings. I walked over to the tree, being careful of the tiny glass decoration. I searched for a tree branch that wasn't already occupied. When I finally succeeded in finding one I hung the decoration on the tree with great reverence. For this must be a great human religious ceremony.
"I did it." I whispered breathlessly.
"Our little Ax is growing up. His first Christmas tree ornament. Let's all give him a big hand." Marco said. I detected sarcasm in his voice. I believe that I am getting better at recognizing it.
"What? Is it wrong? Wrrrrrr-ong." I asked.
"No, it's not wrong. But it's not that big of a deal." Tobias explained. As he spoke he squinted. My guess is that he is not used to having human eyes. Tobias's true form is a red-tailed hawk. A limitation to the morphing is that you cannot stay in a morph for more than two hours or you will stay forever. Tobias was trapped in his hawk morph. A nothlit. But somehow a creature known as an Ellimist gave him back the ability to morph. He can now morph back to human for two hours at a time. But if he stays in his human form for more than two hours he will lose the ability to morph forever.
For a while after that we continued to hang the decorations on the tree. When we had finished Cassie pulled a small statue out of the last box. It was another winged human. Cassie climbed up on a chair and placed the statue on the very peak of the tree. Then she activated the strings of lights that were wrapped around the tree. Even I must admit that the sight was very beautiful. The colored lights cast patterns and shadows all around the room.
"And I have the first gift to put under the tree." Prince Jake said with a grin.
With that he walked back over to his pack. He withdrew a square package wrapped in brightly colored paper.
"Merry Christmas Cassie." Prince Jake said as he handed the package to Cassie.
Cassie mumbled her thanks and placed the package under the tree. By now I noticed that Prince Jake's face had turned a flaming shade of red.
"Now Cassie, don't be a naughty girl and open it before Christmas." Marco said as he poked her in the shoulder.
"Give it a rest Marco. It's Christmas day in one week." Rachel said as she propelled a cushion at his head.
Marco ducked and caught the cushion in his hands.
"Nice try, Xena. I thought you could do better."
"What is the meaning of this?" I asked Stella.
"What? Marco and Rachel going for each other's throats? That's nothing new in case you haven't noticed." She replied with a giggle.
"No. I mean the placing of brightly wrapped packages beneath a tree. What is its significance? Nif- ic- unsssssss."
"That's also a Christmas tradition. You put gifts under the Christmas tree and on Christmas morning everyone gets to open their presents." She explained.
"So Cassie, what are you gonna get for Jake? A ring maybe?" Marco said with a grin.
This seemed to be more than Rachel could take. She leapt up from her place on the couch and knocked Marco to the floor.
"Don't hurt him Rachel. I don't want to have to clean blood off of the floor." Cassie said. She was obviously trying not to laugh.
"How do you like that Marco? Outmatched by a girl." Prince Jake said to Marco as he lay on the floor. He was making no attempt not to laugh.
Marco just growled and pushed Rachel off of him. Just then Cassie's mother entered the room. She carried a tray with her.
"Who wants hot chocolate? I made it myself."
"Chocolate?" I instantly turned to see what she carried on the tray. There were seven human drinking vessels on it. I had heard the others call them mugs. They were filled with a steaming brown liquid.
I turned to look back at Cassie. A horrified look crossed her face. I wasn't sure if it was because her mother had made this "hot chocolate" or because of my reaction. I have trouble keeping control of myself around food. Especially chocolate or cinnamon buns. It is just so wonderful and overpowering. Taste is the sense that can drive an Andalite insane.
"Um....are you sure that's a good idea. You didn't have to go to all that trouble." Prince Jake stuttered. As he said this his gaze drifted over to me.
"Oh nonsense Jake. It's the least I can do after you all helped us put up our tree. There's one for each of you."
One by one they approached Cassie's mother and took some of the steaming liquid from the tray. I finally approached her and took one of the mugs. As I walked back to stand beside Stella, Cassie's mother disappeared back into the kitchen.
As the other six sipped their drinks they eyed me expectantly, maybe even with a little bit of fear. Slowly I brought the mug to my human lips. I took a huge gulp of the steaming liquid called hot chocolate.
Ah. Once again that wonderful feeling that I had been removed from the everyday world. Chocolate. So wonderful. So breathtaking. More! More! I had to have more of it. My tongue was on fire but I didn't care. I had to have more of that liquid! I took another large gulp. I felt tears gathering at the corners of my eyes. So hot. More! I tilted the mug to pour the liquid down my throat. I was practically choking on it. That didn't matter. More!
"Woah, Ax. Slow down." I heard Stella trying to talk to me.
Suddenly I felt the mug being pulled from my grasp.
"No! Give it back! I must have more!" I shouted. I reached for the mug but Stella pulled it away from me. She stared back at me reproachfully. She held the mug tantalizingly out of my reach.
"You were choking Ax. Lie down before you hurt yourself. It's just hot chocolate. If you calm down maybe I'll give it back to you."
As I started to breathe again and the taste of the chocolate faded from my tongue I began to calm down.
"All right, I believe I am in control again. I'm sorry. It is just so........you cannot possibly understand. The flavor. It.....I am simply not prepared for it."
"Good thing Cassie's mom wasn't still here during that little scene." Stella said.
"You think that was bad? You should have seen him when we took him to the movies and he tried chocolate for the first time." Marco said with a sardonic grin.
"What happened? Was it really that bad?"
"Let's just say this. You don't want to know." Prince Jake answered her.
As we all sat around the tree talking about "this and that", a thought crept into my mind. Stella had said that during Christmas you were supposed to give gifts to the people that you loved. Did that mean that I was expected to give Stella a gift? If so, then what should it be? How could I possibly know what to give her?
I could ask Prince Jake for help. Yes, that was it. He seemed to have this whole gift giving system under control. He would know what would make the perfect gift.
But the question still remained. How could I possibly find a gift that was worthy of her?
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{ TWO DAYS LATE! THIS BASE SHOULD HAVE BEEN FINISHED TWO DAYS AGO!! } I screamed angrily at the human controller that had come to report to me.
"Forgive us, visser. We've had trouble getting supplies out here without attracting attention. But it should be finished in another two days." The human male cowered before me.
{ The Andalite bandits are not going to wait for us to finish construction on this base. I expect progress. I'll let you live this time. But if you report any sort of set back then you will suffer. }
"Yes visser." The human trembled.
{ Now get out of my sight! } I hissed.
The human instantly scrambled away. I turned to face the opposite wall of my office.
{ Transparent. } I gave the command and the wall instantly became transparent.
My blade ship hovered over an island that the humans called Royan Island. The blade ship was invisible to any prying human eyes. There was a garrison of controllers under the surface at that very moment. We were trying to rebuild the underwater base that the Andalite bandits had destroyed. But what no one, except for a select few controllers, knew was that I wasn't actually planning to rebuild the base. I knew that the Andalites would find out about it. They would come and try to destroy it. If everything went according to plan they would succeed. It was a waste of good material but I had at last come up with a plan to destroy the bandits once and for all, and if not them then I could at least destroy the human bandit, Stella.
I had attempted to destroy them many times before but they still managed to evade my grasp. This clever ploy would finally trap them for good and Earth would be mine. Stella would die for sure this time. The last part of the plan was the if. Whether or not the Andalites died would depend on how well Stella kept to that nobility of hers. If she gave into that weakness that most humans possessed then it was a sure thing. But if not, then she would be the only one to die.
It had taken weeks to come up with this plot. Weeks of puzzling over what I had learned from the vitals tracking device that I had implanted in Stella's body when she had been my prisoner. The device allowed me to keep track of Stella's vital systems and her emotions. The device had only functioned for a week but in that time I learned all that I needed. I had learned from her emotional state during most of that week that she was in love with one of the Andalite bandits. And that this bandit felt the same way about her. It was so odd even imagining a human and an Andalite. But it was enough to work with just the same. Knowing Stella, she would risk anything to keep her Andalite lover safe. That was what would seal her fate.
Soon I would spring my trap. I would conquer Stella and the Andalites.
{ Come to me, my little Andalite bandits. I am waiting for you. }
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(A/N) So what do you think? Shall I continue?
(A/N) Hello again everyone. I bet you weren't expecting to hear from me again so soon. This isn't exactly the sequel I had in mind. There will be a longer one some time soon. This is just a short holidays idea that I had. But it is pretty dramatic if I do say so myself. I should mention that this takes place in between books 25 and 26, since that's about as far as I've read. Elski, there's no need for flesh-eating, purple teddy bears. AryaWinds, what do you mean by alternate time line? Fuzy Llama, no worries, I probably won't get too descriptive. I'm not over eighteen either, just fourteen in fact. It's not like I write from experience or anything. #1 Fan, or #1 Sugar Fan, I purposely made it obvious that they were Stella and Aximili's kids. I had to make sure you all stayed hooked. For anybody out there who hasn't read Written in the Stars, this is a sequel for that story. You don't have to read that to understand this but I would recommend that you do. Thus I begin......
Follow the Star
Chapter 1: Schemes and Memories
"A little to the right, Dad." Cassie said as she directed her father.
My name is Aximili Esgarrouth Isthill. I am an Andalite. But at the moment I live on the planet Earth. I fight against the Yeerk invasion with six human youths. Prince Jake, Cassie, Rachel, Marco, Tobias, and Stella.
Right now I was in my human morph. All seven of us were at Cassie's home preparing for a human religious festival. Cassie's father had set up a tree in a room of their house. He was now attempting to wrap a long string of tiny, brightly colored lights around the branches of the tree. I turned to Stella, who stood beside me.
"Kim, Kuh-im, tell me again. What is the purpose of covering this tree in lights. Light-zuh?"
Stella laughed as I gazed back into her brown eyes. Normally she has gray eyes but she too was in a morph. Stella can no longer risk revealing herself as she really is in front of other humans. Aside from the other Animorphs that is.
She got on the wrong side of Visser Three, the Yeerk warlord leading the invasion of Earth. She found the Escafil device that my brother Elfangor brought to Earth. It was because of him that the Animorphs came into being. He broke Andalite law and gave our morphing technology to Jake, Cassie, Tobias, Rachel, and Marco. Originally it was just the five of them and myself. But then Stella found the device. Visser Three discovered that she had it and he went after her. He killed her entire family and destroyed her home. She barely escaped with her life. We seven have had some very wild adventures ever since she joined us but I wouldn't trade a minute of it. At first none of us trusted Stella. But after everything that we have been through she has really become "part of the group" as my human friends say. I have also come to care for her very deeply.
It was so strange looking back at her now. She must use her Kim morph whenever we are out among other humans. Just as Tobias and I must use our human forms around other humans. Normally Stella has long, black hair, pale skin, gray eyes, and she is five Earth feet tall. In her morph she has reddish-brown hair that stops at the nape of her neck, light brown skin, brown eyes, and she is roughly four inches taller. This morph is a blend of DNA from Cassie and Rachel. We have chosen to call her Kim when she is in this form.
"It's a Christmas tradition. I don't really know why we do it. I guess it's just something humans have always done on Christmas. Humans who actually celebrate Christmas that is." She answered me.
"Ah. But why don't all humans celebrate this religious holiday of yours?"
"First of all, it's called Christmas. And not all humans are Christians. Some people celebrate Chanukah. Others celebrate Kwanzaa. Cassie's family might actually celebrate Kwanzaa-" Stella started to say.
"Actually Kim, we don't. We're not real big on that whole thing." Cassie told her.
"And what is the significance of this Christmas?"
"We celebrate Christmas because it's the birth date of God's son, Jesus."
"All right. Is Christmas very meaningful to humans?"
"Definitely. Christmas is definitely one of the more popular holidays."
"Why?"
"I guess it's because of all the gifts you get on Christmas."
"Gifts?"
"Yeah. On Christmas your supposed to give gifts to the people you love."
"Okay, the lights are finally on the tree. You kids can start putting on the ornaments. I'm gonna go see if Cassie's mom needs any help in the kitchen." Cassie's father said as he walked out of the room.
"Let's get started then." Cassie said enthusiastically.
She reached into one of the two dust-covered boxes that sat beside the tree and pulled out a vibrant red ball with a hook attached to it. Then she hung it on the tree. Prince Jake did the same. One by one the other Animorphs joined them. Each of them reached into one of the boxes, pulled out a brightly colored decoration, and placed it on the tree. Stella jumped up to join them. I followed hesitantly.
"What am I supposed to do?" I asked them.
"Just grab an ornament and hang it on the tree. But be careful with them. Some of the ornaments are very fragile." Cassie said as she hung up another decoration.
Slowly I reached into the first box and came out with a small, glass figurine. It was in the shape of a human, only it had wings. I walked over to the tree, being careful of the tiny glass decoration. I searched for a tree branch that wasn't already occupied. When I finally succeeded in finding one I hung the decoration on the tree with great reverence. For this must be a great human religious ceremony.
"I did it." I whispered breathlessly.
"Our little Ax is growing up. His first Christmas tree ornament. Let's all give him a big hand." Marco said. I detected sarcasm in his voice. I believe that I am getting better at recognizing it.
"What? Is it wrong? Wrrrrrr-ong." I asked.
"No, it's not wrong. But it's not that big of a deal." Tobias explained. As he spoke he squinted. My guess is that he is not used to having human eyes. Tobias's true form is a red-tailed hawk. A limitation to the morphing is that you cannot stay in a morph for more than two hours or you will stay forever. Tobias was trapped in his hawk morph. A nothlit. But somehow a creature known as an Ellimist gave him back the ability to morph. He can now morph back to human for two hours at a time. But if he stays in his human form for more than two hours he will lose the ability to morph forever.
For a while after that we continued to hang the decorations on the tree. When we had finished Cassie pulled a small statue out of the last box. It was another winged human. Cassie climbed up on a chair and placed the statue on the very peak of the tree. Then she activated the strings of lights that were wrapped around the tree. Even I must admit that the sight was very beautiful. The colored lights cast patterns and shadows all around the room.
"And I have the first gift to put under the tree." Prince Jake said with a grin.
With that he walked back over to his pack. He withdrew a square package wrapped in brightly colored paper.
"Merry Christmas Cassie." Prince Jake said as he handed the package to Cassie.
Cassie mumbled her thanks and placed the package under the tree. By now I noticed that Prince Jake's face had turned a flaming shade of red.
"Now Cassie, don't be a naughty girl and open it before Christmas." Marco said as he poked her in the shoulder.
"Give it a rest Marco. It's Christmas day in one week." Rachel said as she propelled a cushion at his head.
Marco ducked and caught the cushion in his hands.
"Nice try, Xena. I thought you could do better."
"What is the meaning of this?" I asked Stella.
"What? Marco and Rachel going for each other's throats? That's nothing new in case you haven't noticed." She replied with a giggle.
"No. I mean the placing of brightly wrapped packages beneath a tree. What is its significance? Nif- ic- unsssssss."
"That's also a Christmas tradition. You put gifts under the Christmas tree and on Christmas morning everyone gets to open their presents." She explained.
"So Cassie, what are you gonna get for Jake? A ring maybe?" Marco said with a grin.
This seemed to be more than Rachel could take. She leapt up from her place on the couch and knocked Marco to the floor.
"Don't hurt him Rachel. I don't want to have to clean blood off of the floor." Cassie said. She was obviously trying not to laugh.
"How do you like that Marco? Outmatched by a girl." Prince Jake said to Marco as he lay on the floor. He was making no attempt not to laugh.
Marco just growled and pushed Rachel off of him. Just then Cassie's mother entered the room. She carried a tray with her.
"Who wants hot chocolate? I made it myself."
"Chocolate?" I instantly turned to see what she carried on the tray. There were seven human drinking vessels on it. I had heard the others call them mugs. They were filled with a steaming brown liquid.
I turned to look back at Cassie. A horrified look crossed her face. I wasn't sure if it was because her mother had made this "hot chocolate" or because of my reaction. I have trouble keeping control of myself around food. Especially chocolate or cinnamon buns. It is just so wonderful and overpowering. Taste is the sense that can drive an Andalite insane.
"Um....are you sure that's a good idea. You didn't have to go to all that trouble." Prince Jake stuttered. As he said this his gaze drifted over to me.
"Oh nonsense Jake. It's the least I can do after you all helped us put up our tree. There's one for each of you."
One by one they approached Cassie's mother and took some of the steaming liquid from the tray. I finally approached her and took one of the mugs. As I walked back to stand beside Stella, Cassie's mother disappeared back into the kitchen.
As the other six sipped their drinks they eyed me expectantly, maybe even with a little bit of fear. Slowly I brought the mug to my human lips. I took a huge gulp of the steaming liquid called hot chocolate.
Ah. Once again that wonderful feeling that I had been removed from the everyday world. Chocolate. So wonderful. So breathtaking. More! More! I had to have more of it. My tongue was on fire but I didn't care. I had to have more of that liquid! I took another large gulp. I felt tears gathering at the corners of my eyes. So hot. More! I tilted the mug to pour the liquid down my throat. I was practically choking on it. That didn't matter. More!
"Woah, Ax. Slow down." I heard Stella trying to talk to me.
Suddenly I felt the mug being pulled from my grasp.
"No! Give it back! I must have more!" I shouted. I reached for the mug but Stella pulled it away from me. She stared back at me reproachfully. She held the mug tantalizingly out of my reach.
"You were choking Ax. Lie down before you hurt yourself. It's just hot chocolate. If you calm down maybe I'll give it back to you."
As I started to breathe again and the taste of the chocolate faded from my tongue I began to calm down.
"All right, I believe I am in control again. I'm sorry. It is just so........you cannot possibly understand. The flavor. It.....I am simply not prepared for it."
"Good thing Cassie's mom wasn't still here during that little scene." Stella said.
"You think that was bad? You should have seen him when we took him to the movies and he tried chocolate for the first time." Marco said with a sardonic grin.
"What happened? Was it really that bad?"
"Let's just say this. You don't want to know." Prince Jake answered her.
As we all sat around the tree talking about "this and that", a thought crept into my mind. Stella had said that during Christmas you were supposed to give gifts to the people that you loved. Did that mean that I was expected to give Stella a gift? If so, then what should it be? How could I possibly know what to give her?
I could ask Prince Jake for help. Yes, that was it. He seemed to have this whole gift giving system under control. He would know what would make the perfect gift.
But the question still remained. How could I possibly find a gift that was worthy of her?
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{ TWO DAYS LATE! THIS BASE SHOULD HAVE BEEN FINISHED TWO DAYS AGO!! } I screamed angrily at the human controller that had come to report to me.
"Forgive us, visser. We've had trouble getting supplies out here without attracting attention. But it should be finished in another two days." The human male cowered before me.
{ The Andalite bandits are not going to wait for us to finish construction on this base. I expect progress. I'll let you live this time. But if you report any sort of set back then you will suffer. }
"Yes visser." The human trembled.
{ Now get out of my sight! } I hissed.
The human instantly scrambled away. I turned to face the opposite wall of my office.
{ Transparent. } I gave the command and the wall instantly became transparent.
My blade ship hovered over an island that the humans called Royan Island. The blade ship was invisible to any prying human eyes. There was a garrison of controllers under the surface at that very moment. We were trying to rebuild the underwater base that the Andalite bandits had destroyed. But what no one, except for a select few controllers, knew was that I wasn't actually planning to rebuild the base. I knew that the Andalites would find out about it. They would come and try to destroy it. If everything went according to plan they would succeed. It was a waste of good material but I had at last come up with a plan to destroy the bandits once and for all, and if not them then I could at least destroy the human bandit, Stella.
I had attempted to destroy them many times before but they still managed to evade my grasp. This clever ploy would finally trap them for good and Earth would be mine. Stella would die for sure this time. The last part of the plan was the if. Whether or not the Andalites died would depend on how well Stella kept to that nobility of hers. If she gave into that weakness that most humans possessed then it was a sure thing. But if not, then she would be the only one to die.
It had taken weeks to come up with this plot. Weeks of puzzling over what I had learned from the vitals tracking device that I had implanted in Stella's body when she had been my prisoner. The device allowed me to keep track of Stella's vital systems and her emotions. The device had only functioned for a week but in that time I learned all that I needed. I had learned from her emotional state during most of that week that she was in love with one of the Andalite bandits. And that this bandit felt the same way about her. It was so odd even imagining a human and an Andalite. But it was enough to work with just the same. Knowing Stella, she would risk anything to keep her Andalite lover safe. That was what would seal her fate.
Soon I would spring my trap. I would conquer Stella and the Andalites.
{ Come to me, my little Andalite bandits. I am waiting for you. }
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(A/N) So what do you think? Shall I continue?
