DISCLAIMER: Same as ever. Blah blah blah...don't own the animorphs...all
that guff...
Oh, Fen-dedications! And this chapter goes toooo...the three of you...damn! Why aren't people reading my story?! : ( ? Mass confusion here, people!!!
Oh well... okay, explanation time...
Been busy. No updates b/c of exams & other crappish wastes of time that I have to deal with because I'm in highschool. So tragic...OH WELL!
Okay, Wraithlord42. Andalites blush because...I said so...I don't know...whatever...?! Anonymous-cat. Yes, Dji is young. She's about the equivalent of a human eleven year old. Fen's probably eleven or twelve, if he was a human he would be, anyway, I mean. Northstar1982. No, it's not Ax's dad. It's actually Prince Galuit from book...18, I think it was. When they go to Leera. He's the War-prince in charge of it. They actually call him 'Force Commander Galuit-etc.-etc. (can't remember his full name right now! It's getting late! ; P
Anyways. I hope that helped you guys some to understand my...demented, yes that's the word, mind. Oh well...if not, then...I'm sorry. I apologize right here and now for being a complete, and TOTAL mental nut case. Ooooh weeeeell...!
Oh, and by the way, Dji's name is pronounced 'Gee' as in 'Gee golly wiz!' or whatever. 'Jee' as in 'Jesus'. Probably a sacreligious comparison, but...Jesus forgive me then!
Okay...onto the story!
Birdie num num the Insane One chants.
On with the story! On with the story!
Chapter Whatever...wait...#...4! Okay! Chappie # 4 is here! And Here we gooooo!
Dji spends the rest of the time after our dance wrapping her arms around me, playing with my ears, and snuggling me. She is almost smothering me at times!
What is she doing? Does she really like me...that much?!
I try to steer her to conversation to get her mind of off ME. We end up talking about many things.
Dji's favorite subject is Xenobiology (the study of life-forms from other planets), and she loves dancing. She wants to morph so she can morph dance, and fly as a kafit bird.
I love hearing about her life. It's so...normal.
She has a mother who was a nurse and is now a morph dancer, and a father who is a captain of a ship, and a brother named Jhashem and a sister named Elenieare. Both are older than her. Jhashem is in the military. He has just been promoted to warrior status, from Aristh for bravery in a battle. He is pretty young for warrior status. Elenieare is studying to be a nurse, then maybe go on to be a doctor. They all sound so normal and proper to me! I could just picture this family standing outside their scoop, tall and proud, and with every reason to be tall and proud.
She talks on and on of them. She then goes on about all the social events she goes to, and all her friends, and all the people she pretends to be friends with but really can't stand. She tells me everything. All of her dirty little secrets and every dirty little secret and rumor she knows about everybody else she knows. I listen attentively- not really because I care about anyone except her, but because she is telling this all to me in confidence.
It's wonderful to be spoken to in confidence. She tells me because she knows I won't tell anyone else. In the first place, I wouldn't dare. Then again, I have no one else to tell.
So her secrets are pretty much safe with me.
(I think females should be allowed to be in the military!) She says to me. (Mother disagrees. 'A female's place is at home with her children!') She imitates her mother disdainfully. ( I love mother, but honestly! She can be so...archaic! Father's no better! Though they're both dears, I just can't stand them sometimes. Which is why I'm with Grandfather and Grandmother on this trip now!) She smiles at me. (What do YOU think, Feninu? Do YOU think females should be allowed to be in the military?!)
I stare, surprised. I have never been asked to say my opinion on anything before!
(Well...honestly...I-I've never really thought about that.) Which was true. I couldn't even have entered the military myself if I'd wanted to, so my opinion on anybody entering the military simply didn't really matter. ( I...I suppose so...) Suddenly another question occurs to me.
(Do you think vecols should be allowed in the military?) I asked her.
She laughs, thinking I am joking. Then she realizes I am serious, and looks ashamed.
(Oh...I-I'm sorry Fenni! I thought you were...never mind. Well...honestly...I've never though of that...)
Of course. I think. Why would you? Why would anybody think of that?
The adults come. We board another small submarine.
It takes us to the place where we will really be spending the night.
They are small, underwater domes. Big enough to comfortably sustain up to five andalites, if the andalites were to have running space. About the size of large rooms, really. Maybe a Captain's quarters on a dome ship.
We reach the first one. Dji ignores her grandfather's protests, grabs my hand and the hand of another young female, and drags us out of the submarine, and into the dome. I notice another young female follows us with a look of annoyance on her face.
The submarine detaches and leaves the four of us alone in the dome. I do not feel the slightest bit claustrophobic. The domes are maybe forty feet from the water's surface.
The submarine stops at another small dome about several hundred yards away, and all the young males get off in that dome. There's probably about ten of them in all in there. They look a little crowded, though there is room for them to feed and run about in it. I notice theirs is slightly larger than the one we're in. We can just see them with the sunlight through the water guiding our eyes. I can see some of them are looking angrily at our dome. Among them are Lanru and Ashtare. Their faces seem to be saying 'What are you doing with that vecol?!' Thankfully, they are just out of thoughtspeak range, so there will be no conversing between domes. Though I am momentarily embarrassed to be in a dome with only females, I am relieved, in a way. I guess I'm just glad to be with Dji. And in any case, I don't think I'd be very welcome among the males' in their claimed dome.
(Why did you have to do that, Dji?) The young female that had followed us complains. (I wanted to be with Zalern!)
(You could have stayed behind and then gone with the males, Aleeira!) Dji says, smiling mischievously and suggestively. (I didn't drag YOU here!)
(W-What?! Sleep by males, all by myself?!) She blushes furiously. (Father would kill me! Don't be so ridiculous, Dji!) She laughs nervously a little.
The other said nothing. She just sits on her belly, ignoring me. She doesn't even look at me. She looks bored. She doesn't say anything to me, though I feel she vaguely protests to my presence there.
(I wanted to go with Ashtare.) She says softly, witha vague sadness. She seems somewhat dimwitted and slow, or perhaps she is just calm.
(Oh shut up, Prueil! Anyway, Aleeira! I thought you liked Lanru!) Dji smiles at her knowingly.
Aleeira the Follower smiles smugly. (Well, I like them both!)
(But they're friends! And you're causing them to fight!) Dji protests.
Aleeira giggles stupidly. (I know! I like it when they fight over me!) She says, vainly pointing her nose in the air. She has large eyes and is thinner, and much taller than little Dji.
(You shouldn't toy with people like that, Aleeira.) Prueil says lazily. (Especially males; you'll get yourself in trouble.)
Aleeira just laughs carelessly and tosses her head. She is the oldest of the three friends.
(Goodness! I should have stayed on the submarine! I could be having Zaltern and Lanru on either side of me; soaking up their affection right now! Being worshipped and fawned over like a queen! But instead, I'm here with two sillies and...) She wrinkles her nose and looks down at me. ( a VECOL!) She then pretends to shudder. Smiling, satisfied. She looks for my reaction. I don't give her anything; I just look at the floor of the dome, keeping my face unemotional and blank.
She is visibly irritated at my lack of visible hurt. She decides to continue her little torture fest.
(Honestly, Dji, you have NO taste in friends, anymore!)
(No.) Dji says, looking at her. (You're absolutely right, I really don't.)
I see Prueil smile a little at that. She smirks once.
Aleeira looks back at Dji momentarily. Then she smiles. (Hmm!) She looks out the clear dome structure above us and around at the outside ocean.
(Honestly, where are all the supposed life forms? I only saw some on the ride here!) She looks at me. (Of course, with this large snouted specimen here, we don't need any! We've already got a worthy display!) She laughs cruelly. I blush and look down, embarrassed. (He has the biggest nose I've ever seen on any andalite, ever!)
(Well, that was an unkind thing to say to Dji's friend.) Prueil says vaguely. It seems as if she only pushes out the energy to say this, not in caring of me, but in respect to Dji.
(Shut up Aleeira.) Dji says patiently, her face blank. (And sit down! You're making me sick walking around like that!)
(She's making ME sick with all her floozing and flouncing around with every male she lays her eyes on!) Prueil says superiorly, sounding bored, still.
Aleeira pouts and sits down. She is looking at me with a malicious interest now.
I turn my eyes to look up.
(Amazing.) I say softly, in open thoughtspeak. All around us is blue. We are not that deep in the ocean. Probably only 40 feet from the surface. I notice the females look up as well. Dji looks amazed. Prueil looks somewhat interested. Aleeira looks somewhat afraid, fearful now. Her stalk eyes look nervously up at the glass of the dome structure- the only thing separating us from a crushing, certain, death. I smile, suddenly; feeling a bit cruel.
(You know,) I say. (There are tons of gallons of water over us and all around us.) I say this emphasizing each word. It gives me an odd, and perhaps cruel satisfaction to see Aleeira's face; fearful, and now very, very paranoid.
Dji smiles, she is onto my game. Prueil looks puzzled, then follows my gaze to Aleeira's face, which is now angry. Her eyes sparkle momentarily (something I would have thought never possible of her) as she realizes it, then they grow dull and sleepy again, and she smiles superiorly.
Aleeira just glares dangerously at me again. She smiles hatefully at me; a frightening smile fueled with absolute hate and disgust. (Do you want to play this game, vecol?) She hisses in private to me.
My eyes narrow and I smile back.
I have decided I have become very, very sick of people and their little comments. Before I met Dji, I thought I just had to take it...but now...now...I really don't think I will anymore...
(Oh, yes. I'd love to play this game.) I said, strangely calm and oddly confident.
(You'll regret talking to me this way.) She says dangerously; her face angry now, and her eyes blazing with hate.
I actually laugh a little. (No...I don't think I will.) Who does she think she is? I've been through way worse than her! I sneered.
(Believe me, I can take anything YOU have to dish out.)
Weee hooooooo! Go me! GO FENINU! WHOO HOOO!
Oh, and by the way, pronunciations on Aleeira and Prueil's names!
Aleeira - Ah LEEir Rah
Prueil- rhymes with 'gruel' or 'cruel' ...though she's not! And NO - she will NOT be in the FUTURE, either! Prueil is nice. I should probably have said it's more like 'jewel' then...oop...! too late for that, now!
Oh, Fen-dedications! And this chapter goes toooo...the three of you...damn! Why aren't people reading my story?! : ( ? Mass confusion here, people!!!
Oh well... okay, explanation time...
Been busy. No updates b/c of exams & other crappish wastes of time that I have to deal with because I'm in highschool. So tragic...OH WELL!
Okay, Wraithlord42. Andalites blush because...I said so...I don't know...whatever...?! Anonymous-cat. Yes, Dji is young. She's about the equivalent of a human eleven year old. Fen's probably eleven or twelve, if he was a human he would be, anyway, I mean. Northstar1982. No, it's not Ax's dad. It's actually Prince Galuit from book...18, I think it was. When they go to Leera. He's the War-prince in charge of it. They actually call him 'Force Commander Galuit-etc.-etc. (can't remember his full name right now! It's getting late! ; P
Anyways. I hope that helped you guys some to understand my...demented, yes that's the word, mind. Oh well...if not, then...I'm sorry. I apologize right here and now for being a complete, and TOTAL mental nut case. Ooooh weeeeell...!
Oh, and by the way, Dji's name is pronounced 'Gee' as in 'Gee golly wiz!' or whatever. 'Jee' as in 'Jesus'. Probably a sacreligious comparison, but...Jesus forgive me then!
Okay...onto the story!
Birdie num num the Insane One chants.
On with the story! On with the story!
Chapter Whatever...wait...#...4! Okay! Chappie # 4 is here! And Here we gooooo!
Dji spends the rest of the time after our dance wrapping her arms around me, playing with my ears, and snuggling me. She is almost smothering me at times!
What is she doing? Does she really like me...that much?!
I try to steer her to conversation to get her mind of off ME. We end up talking about many things.
Dji's favorite subject is Xenobiology (the study of life-forms from other planets), and she loves dancing. She wants to morph so she can morph dance, and fly as a kafit bird.
I love hearing about her life. It's so...normal.
She has a mother who was a nurse and is now a morph dancer, and a father who is a captain of a ship, and a brother named Jhashem and a sister named Elenieare. Both are older than her. Jhashem is in the military. He has just been promoted to warrior status, from Aristh for bravery in a battle. He is pretty young for warrior status. Elenieare is studying to be a nurse, then maybe go on to be a doctor. They all sound so normal and proper to me! I could just picture this family standing outside their scoop, tall and proud, and with every reason to be tall and proud.
She talks on and on of them. She then goes on about all the social events she goes to, and all her friends, and all the people she pretends to be friends with but really can't stand. She tells me everything. All of her dirty little secrets and every dirty little secret and rumor she knows about everybody else she knows. I listen attentively- not really because I care about anyone except her, but because she is telling this all to me in confidence.
It's wonderful to be spoken to in confidence. She tells me because she knows I won't tell anyone else. In the first place, I wouldn't dare. Then again, I have no one else to tell.
So her secrets are pretty much safe with me.
(I think females should be allowed to be in the military!) She says to me. (Mother disagrees. 'A female's place is at home with her children!') She imitates her mother disdainfully. ( I love mother, but honestly! She can be so...archaic! Father's no better! Though they're both dears, I just can't stand them sometimes. Which is why I'm with Grandfather and Grandmother on this trip now!) She smiles at me. (What do YOU think, Feninu? Do YOU think females should be allowed to be in the military?!)
I stare, surprised. I have never been asked to say my opinion on anything before!
(Well...honestly...I-I've never really thought about that.) Which was true. I couldn't even have entered the military myself if I'd wanted to, so my opinion on anybody entering the military simply didn't really matter. ( I...I suppose so...) Suddenly another question occurs to me.
(Do you think vecols should be allowed in the military?) I asked her.
She laughs, thinking I am joking. Then she realizes I am serious, and looks ashamed.
(Oh...I-I'm sorry Fenni! I thought you were...never mind. Well...honestly...I've never though of that...)
Of course. I think. Why would you? Why would anybody think of that?
The adults come. We board another small submarine.
It takes us to the place where we will really be spending the night.
They are small, underwater domes. Big enough to comfortably sustain up to five andalites, if the andalites were to have running space. About the size of large rooms, really. Maybe a Captain's quarters on a dome ship.
We reach the first one. Dji ignores her grandfather's protests, grabs my hand and the hand of another young female, and drags us out of the submarine, and into the dome. I notice another young female follows us with a look of annoyance on her face.
The submarine detaches and leaves the four of us alone in the dome. I do not feel the slightest bit claustrophobic. The domes are maybe forty feet from the water's surface.
The submarine stops at another small dome about several hundred yards away, and all the young males get off in that dome. There's probably about ten of them in all in there. They look a little crowded, though there is room for them to feed and run about in it. I notice theirs is slightly larger than the one we're in. We can just see them with the sunlight through the water guiding our eyes. I can see some of them are looking angrily at our dome. Among them are Lanru and Ashtare. Their faces seem to be saying 'What are you doing with that vecol?!' Thankfully, they are just out of thoughtspeak range, so there will be no conversing between domes. Though I am momentarily embarrassed to be in a dome with only females, I am relieved, in a way. I guess I'm just glad to be with Dji. And in any case, I don't think I'd be very welcome among the males' in their claimed dome.
(Why did you have to do that, Dji?) The young female that had followed us complains. (I wanted to be with Zalern!)
(You could have stayed behind and then gone with the males, Aleeira!) Dji says, smiling mischievously and suggestively. (I didn't drag YOU here!)
(W-What?! Sleep by males, all by myself?!) She blushes furiously. (Father would kill me! Don't be so ridiculous, Dji!) She laughs nervously a little.
The other said nothing. She just sits on her belly, ignoring me. She doesn't even look at me. She looks bored. She doesn't say anything to me, though I feel she vaguely protests to my presence there.
(I wanted to go with Ashtare.) She says softly, witha vague sadness. She seems somewhat dimwitted and slow, or perhaps she is just calm.
(Oh shut up, Prueil! Anyway, Aleeira! I thought you liked Lanru!) Dji smiles at her knowingly.
Aleeira the Follower smiles smugly. (Well, I like them both!)
(But they're friends! And you're causing them to fight!) Dji protests.
Aleeira giggles stupidly. (I know! I like it when they fight over me!) She says, vainly pointing her nose in the air. She has large eyes and is thinner, and much taller than little Dji.
(You shouldn't toy with people like that, Aleeira.) Prueil says lazily. (Especially males; you'll get yourself in trouble.)
Aleeira just laughs carelessly and tosses her head. She is the oldest of the three friends.
(Goodness! I should have stayed on the submarine! I could be having Zaltern and Lanru on either side of me; soaking up their affection right now! Being worshipped and fawned over like a queen! But instead, I'm here with two sillies and...) She wrinkles her nose and looks down at me. ( a VECOL!) She then pretends to shudder. Smiling, satisfied. She looks for my reaction. I don't give her anything; I just look at the floor of the dome, keeping my face unemotional and blank.
She is visibly irritated at my lack of visible hurt. She decides to continue her little torture fest.
(Honestly, Dji, you have NO taste in friends, anymore!)
(No.) Dji says, looking at her. (You're absolutely right, I really don't.)
I see Prueil smile a little at that. She smirks once.
Aleeira looks back at Dji momentarily. Then she smiles. (Hmm!) She looks out the clear dome structure above us and around at the outside ocean.
(Honestly, where are all the supposed life forms? I only saw some on the ride here!) She looks at me. (Of course, with this large snouted specimen here, we don't need any! We've already got a worthy display!) She laughs cruelly. I blush and look down, embarrassed. (He has the biggest nose I've ever seen on any andalite, ever!)
(Well, that was an unkind thing to say to Dji's friend.) Prueil says vaguely. It seems as if she only pushes out the energy to say this, not in caring of me, but in respect to Dji.
(Shut up Aleeira.) Dji says patiently, her face blank. (And sit down! You're making me sick walking around like that!)
(She's making ME sick with all her floozing and flouncing around with every male she lays her eyes on!) Prueil says superiorly, sounding bored, still.
Aleeira pouts and sits down. She is looking at me with a malicious interest now.
I turn my eyes to look up.
(Amazing.) I say softly, in open thoughtspeak. All around us is blue. We are not that deep in the ocean. Probably only 40 feet from the surface. I notice the females look up as well. Dji looks amazed. Prueil looks somewhat interested. Aleeira looks somewhat afraid, fearful now. Her stalk eyes look nervously up at the glass of the dome structure- the only thing separating us from a crushing, certain, death. I smile, suddenly; feeling a bit cruel.
(You know,) I say. (There are tons of gallons of water over us and all around us.) I say this emphasizing each word. It gives me an odd, and perhaps cruel satisfaction to see Aleeira's face; fearful, and now very, very paranoid.
Dji smiles, she is onto my game. Prueil looks puzzled, then follows my gaze to Aleeira's face, which is now angry. Her eyes sparkle momentarily (something I would have thought never possible of her) as she realizes it, then they grow dull and sleepy again, and she smiles superiorly.
Aleeira just glares dangerously at me again. She smiles hatefully at me; a frightening smile fueled with absolute hate and disgust. (Do you want to play this game, vecol?) She hisses in private to me.
My eyes narrow and I smile back.
I have decided I have become very, very sick of people and their little comments. Before I met Dji, I thought I just had to take it...but now...now...I really don't think I will anymore...
(Oh, yes. I'd love to play this game.) I said, strangely calm and oddly confident.
(You'll regret talking to me this way.) She says dangerously; her face angry now, and her eyes blazing with hate.
I actually laugh a little. (No...I don't think I will.) Who does she think she is? I've been through way worse than her! I sneered.
(Believe me, I can take anything YOU have to dish out.)
Weee hooooooo! Go me! GO FENINU! WHOO HOOO!
Oh, and by the way, pronunciations on Aleeira and Prueil's names!
Aleeira - Ah LEEir Rah
Prueil- rhymes with 'gruel' or 'cruel' ...though she's not! And NO - she will NOT be in the FUTURE, either! Prueil is nice. I should probably have said it's more like 'jewel' then...oop...! too late for that, now!