Thanks to lovelyinsanity for telling me how to spell Ellimist.
Alan lightly closed the door and walked to the livingroom.
"Loren," he called, "There is a boy at the front door claiming to be my son."
Loren sat up with interest.
"Is that possible?"
"I don't know. He seemed very nervous. Even if he isn't telling the truth, something strange is going on and I would like to find out what."
"Let's go," Loren said, getting up off of the couch.
Loren opened the door.
"Hello."
Tobias took a deep breath and back up a little.
'MOTHER,' he thought, but he didn't say anything.
"Come in." She made way for him and he went in as a matter of propriety.
Elfangor was standing by the kitchen table. Loren sat down. As Tobias neared, Elfangor took a seat as well, so Tobias did, too.
They looked at him expectantly.
Tobias's eyes moved back and forth between them and the table and his hands. Finally, Elfangor said,
"Why do you claim to be my son?"
"Because I am," Tobias answered plainly. Before he could continue, Loren said,
"Does this have something to do with Andalites?"
Tobias looked at her in slight surprise. Why would she be so free with that word?
"Of course it does. It must, since my father is one."
"So, you know what an Andalite is?" Elfangor asked for clarification.
"Yes. It's another species. Yeerks are enemies of Andalites. So are Taxxons. Not because they are intelligent, but because they are vicious. Hork Bajair, on the other hand, are not enemies of the the Andalites, but just slaves of the Yeerks."
"How is it that you know all this?" Alan was extremely surprised to find a human who knew about anything but humans.
"You told me. Or--you will have told me. I'm from the future."
"Oh!" Elfangor and Loren said in unison, "That explains it."
Tobias looked confused.
"Are you serious? Or is that sarcasm. Does that really explain it for you?"
"Well," said Elfangor, "It explains why I don't know who you are. So. How did you get here? Don't tell my fifteen years from now, humans will have invented time-travel. That's insane."
Tobias looked down, embarrased. He should have known. Elfangor is just like his brother, always talking about how inferior humans are. 'At least, he seems to like Loren.'
"No. No. The Elemist brought me here. He said we were meant to be together."
Loren and Elfangor burst out with laughter.
"The Ellimist is a fool," Elfangor said, "He thinks he knows things, but really he's just an idiot who happens to live in more than three dimensions simultaneously."
"Oh," Tobias said, rather stupidly.
"I don't understand," Loren announced, "Why would Alan tell you all these things? What reason is there to?"
Tobias hesitated. He would feel really bad about dumping all this on them before it even happened. 'BUT THEY ARE GOING TO ABANDON ME!'
"The Yeerks are going to attack, and the Andalites won't be able to stop them so you are going to come and give the power to morph to five human youths, those being me and four of my friends, and then you are going to be eaten alive by Visser Three and we are going to do a lot of good but not really enough, and then we are going to find your little brother, Aximilli Esgarrouth Isthil, and he's going to help us, but I don't think we have freed more than one human controller yet." Tobias's voice faded and he was really worn out. He had just spilled his guts to a stranger. How did he even know this was really Elfangor? Sure, the Ellimist had said, but who says he's always right? This could be Visser One in diguise, about to throw the cuffs on him, drag him to the first ever Yeerk pool on Earth and shove a stupid slug in his brain before he's even born!
Tobias jumped up from the table and ran for the door.
"Wait! Where are you going?" Loren cried! He felt sorry for her for a second.
'She's going to abandon me!'
He ran out the door, down the sidewalk and right into the Ellimist. He didn't actually hit him, but he stopped when he saw him.
Loren and Elfangor came spilling out of the front door and down onto the side walk. Tobias stared, on the verge of a panic attack, at the Ellimist, bathed in that dorky blue light.
"Hey!" Loren was at Tobias's side now. "Hey, you idiot, stay away from my son!"
Tobias was SO grateful. His heart filled with more love than he'd ever felt, even for Rachel.
Suddenly everything was different. There was his tree. The Ellimist was nowhere to be found.
'OH, NO!'
"No!" Tobias yelled. He started to cry. He fell down on the pavement of the street and cried.
Alan lightly closed the door and walked to the livingroom.
"Loren," he called, "There is a boy at the front door claiming to be my son."
Loren sat up with interest.
"Is that possible?"
"I don't know. He seemed very nervous. Even if he isn't telling the truth, something strange is going on and I would like to find out what."
"Let's go," Loren said, getting up off of the couch.
Loren opened the door.
"Hello."
Tobias took a deep breath and back up a little.
'MOTHER,' he thought, but he didn't say anything.
"Come in." She made way for him and he went in as a matter of propriety.
Elfangor was standing by the kitchen table. Loren sat down. As Tobias neared, Elfangor took a seat as well, so Tobias did, too.
They looked at him expectantly.
Tobias's eyes moved back and forth between them and the table and his hands. Finally, Elfangor said,
"Why do you claim to be my son?"
"Because I am," Tobias answered plainly. Before he could continue, Loren said,
"Does this have something to do with Andalites?"
Tobias looked at her in slight surprise. Why would she be so free with that word?
"Of course it does. It must, since my father is one."
"So, you know what an Andalite is?" Elfangor asked for clarification.
"Yes. It's another species. Yeerks are enemies of Andalites. So are Taxxons. Not because they are intelligent, but because they are vicious. Hork Bajair, on the other hand, are not enemies of the the Andalites, but just slaves of the Yeerks."
"How is it that you know all this?" Alan was extremely surprised to find a human who knew about anything but humans.
"You told me. Or--you will have told me. I'm from the future."
"Oh!" Elfangor and Loren said in unison, "That explains it."
Tobias looked confused.
"Are you serious? Or is that sarcasm. Does that really explain it for you?"
"Well," said Elfangor, "It explains why I don't know who you are. So. How did you get here? Don't tell my fifteen years from now, humans will have invented time-travel. That's insane."
Tobias looked down, embarrased. He should have known. Elfangor is just like his brother, always talking about how inferior humans are. 'At least, he seems to like Loren.'
"No. No. The Elemist brought me here. He said we were meant to be together."
Loren and Elfangor burst out with laughter.
"The Ellimist is a fool," Elfangor said, "He thinks he knows things, but really he's just an idiot who happens to live in more than three dimensions simultaneously."
"Oh," Tobias said, rather stupidly.
"I don't understand," Loren announced, "Why would Alan tell you all these things? What reason is there to?"
Tobias hesitated. He would feel really bad about dumping all this on them before it even happened. 'BUT THEY ARE GOING TO ABANDON ME!'
"The Yeerks are going to attack, and the Andalites won't be able to stop them so you are going to come and give the power to morph to five human youths, those being me and four of my friends, and then you are going to be eaten alive by Visser Three and we are going to do a lot of good but not really enough, and then we are going to find your little brother, Aximilli Esgarrouth Isthil, and he's going to help us, but I don't think we have freed more than one human controller yet." Tobias's voice faded and he was really worn out. He had just spilled his guts to a stranger. How did he even know this was really Elfangor? Sure, the Ellimist had said, but who says he's always right? This could be Visser One in diguise, about to throw the cuffs on him, drag him to the first ever Yeerk pool on Earth and shove a stupid slug in his brain before he's even born!
Tobias jumped up from the table and ran for the door.
"Wait! Where are you going?" Loren cried! He felt sorry for her for a second.
'She's going to abandon me!'
He ran out the door, down the sidewalk and right into the Ellimist. He didn't actually hit him, but he stopped when he saw him.
Loren and Elfangor came spilling out of the front door and down onto the side walk. Tobias stared, on the verge of a panic attack, at the Ellimist, bathed in that dorky blue light.
"Hey!" Loren was at Tobias's side now. "Hey, you idiot, stay away from my son!"
Tobias was SO grateful. His heart filled with more love than he'd ever felt, even for Rachel.
Suddenly everything was different. There was his tree. The Ellimist was nowhere to be found.
'OH, NO!'
"No!" Tobias yelled. He started to cry. He fell down on the pavement of the street and cried.