Visser 3 Unleashes His Ultimate Morph 3: Will Somebody get the Animorphs out of the Trailer Park?
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The Animorphs were sitting inside a rotting old trailer. It was absolutely disgusting. They were waiting for the author of this crazy fic to move them somewhere else, but she had ended it with them living happily ever after in this place.
"Like anybody could live happily ever after here," Marco whined.
"I don't see you doing anything about it," Rachel shot at him.
"Don't be mean like that Rachel."
"I'll act like I want to act. So there," she stuck her tongue out.
"Fine, be that way," Marco sobbed. "I'm going to go morph poodle and terrorize some innocent people to make myself feel better."
Marco stripped off his over clothes, revealing the fact that most of him had not seen daylight in some time. Morphing his stepmother's poodle, he bounded outside, to chase cars.
"You know, now that Visser 3 had become Pikachu permanently, Marco might have a good idea," Cassie mused.
"What? You want us to become road kill?" Rachel said sarcastically.
"No, I mean morph for the fun of it. I mean, like, we have nothing better to do until the fanfic author that put us here gets us out."
"Hmm. That might work. But can we go scare some locals? They're so gross I would just love to see some of them jump when they are attacked by a grizzly bear."
Just then, they heard Marco begin to bark his little poodle head off. The noise was irritating, and they all breathed a sigh of relief when a loud bump cut him off.
Marco yelped.
"I always wanted to do that," said a voice outside.
"I guess we had better see what Marco had gotten himself into," Jake muttered. All the Animorphs, with Tobias and Ax in human morph, trooped out the falling front door to see what had happened to Marco.
The sight of a tall, sort of blond, teenage girl standing over Marco greeted them.
"I told you, Curly, that if you tried to bite me again, I would hurt you, didn't I?" she told him.
"Uh, that's our dog," Jake said.
She snorted. "Well, get him inside before I have to teach him manners. I get followed by dogs from this junk heap all the time, and I get sooo sick of it."
Marco hopped back up, and tried to attack her again. Instead of running, the way the dog clearly expected her to, she stood her ground, and growled back at him.
Marco ran away, and hid behind Rachel.
Jake came toward her to apologize, but slipped on a banana peel.
"Booger!" the girl cried joyfully.
"Huh?" they all chorused.
The girl ran over to the banana peel, looked at it, and it turned into a black, brown and white tuxedo cat with an incredibly fluffy tail.
"Mew," said the cat.
The girl picked it up.
"Who are you?" Rachel asked.
"Name's Larania. What's- Hey aren't you the Power Rangers?"
"No," said a confused Jake.
"The X-Men?"
"Guess again."
"I got it!" proclaimed Larania. "You're the Mighty Morphin' Animal Humane Society!"
"No!" burst out Rachel in frustration. "We're the Animorphs!"
"Who're they?"
"Wait. Aren't you a fanfic author?" asked Ax.
"Yup."
"Do you write Animorph stories?"
"Sometimes."
"Then, why don't you know who the Animorphs are?
"The who?"
"Arrgh!" he howled.
"Oh, by the way, my name's Larania. What's yours?"
"We already asked your name," Cassie said patiently.
"When? We don't remember that."
" 'We'?" Rachel asked, wondering about her sanity. "Who's we?"
"Oh, me and Booger."
"Cat's don't talk."
Then a little blue parakeet landed on her shoulder.
"What's with the bird?" Marco asked, having returned to human.
"You looked cuter as a poodle," Larania said, sounding disappointed.
"I asked, what's with the bird?"
"Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"You asked what's with Bird, didn't you?"
"Huh?"
"His name is Bird," Larania told him patiently.
"What's with such a lame name?"
"No one liked his real one."
"Which was?" said Rachel, exasperated.
"Ding-a-ling Goldberry Elvis."
"I like Bird."
"Good," Larania smiled.
"Enough with the chatter," interrupted Tobias. "Are you the fanfic author that wrote this story, or are you just some other author passing though?"
"Yes."
"I swear, if you do that again, I will strangle you!" barked Rachel.
Larania looked at her with interest. "Your welcome to try."
"Why, I otta-" she snarled, and began to morph grizzly. Larania looked on with fascination for a few moments, then drew a sword, and ran her through.
Rachel bellowed.
"I know who you are now!" cried Cassie. "Your that author that always puts us in those strange crossovers, aren't you?"
"Well, it's about time you figured it out. Bird thought you were too stupid to figure it out."
Bird made a little whistling sound. "It's not my fault you never read the books," Larania told him.
"Meow," commented Booger.
"You're right, Bits. It is time we got down to business. I have a quest, and needed the most powerful warriors available to pull it off."
"Why don't you do it?" smarted off Marco.
"Because I have too much homework, that's why. Plus, I can interfere with the lives of the younger races. It would wake the Shadows up."
"What are you talking about?"
"I and Steve-0 are the last of the First Ones. We are the only Anific writers over the age of eighteen."
"Whoa," the Animorphs said. "They come that old?"
"Yes," she said solemnly. "We were born into the universe first, and it is out duty to guide those that came after us. Unfortunately, there are those who are even older, and they write fics that are not for your mind to know. They are the writers of the Spam, those that have no respect for the great laws of FanFiction.Net. I call them the Shadows, because I can't think of anything else to call them right now. They walked the worlds, and caused havoc wherever they went. The only ones older that the First Ones, is Bob, the Universal Janitor, and his evil twin, Bob, the Torturer of the Month. Avoid those places where they clean at your peril."
"Okay, you haven't even told us what our mission is."
"I was getting to that. Those serving the Shadows have given Fido, the watchdog of Fanfiction.net, a plague. You will have to go to the worlds of all the Anific writers, and find the clues you will need to save Fido, and Fanfiction.net."
"Why should we do that?" Cassie said. "All you authors have ever done is get us killed, get Rachel pregnant , and other weird things."
"Yeah. You tore off my arm, remember?" Rachel added.
"I reattached it."
"So?"
Larania sighed. She decided to pull out her ultimate weapon.
"I'll give you a cinnamon bun."
The Animorphs exchanged a look.
"Let's do it!"
"Okay. To find them, follow my to pets, Booger and Bird. I will split you into two teams. Cassie, Marco and Tobias will go with Bird. Rachel, Jake and Ax will go with Booger. Head my warnings well, Champions of the Force."
A plot hole appeared to take them away.
"Why did you call us that?" Tobias asked, before he leapt into the hole.
"I just felt like it."
"Oh."
Larania stood there for a moment, staring at the place where the Animorphs had disappeared.
"Take care of them, Booger, Bird. They are our only hope."
"No. There is another."
Larania whirled around.
A little, wizened green alien showed up at her elbow.
"Yoda? What are you doing here?"
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