"How, how, HOW do you eat without a mouth?" [open]

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Squish. Squelch, squish.

The lack of movement was beginning to get to him. Ax sighed and shifted his weight, causing his serving of the mess hall's food to ooze unpleasantly under his hooves. It was too much like being sick, too much like eating those liquid grass rations kept aboard Andalite ships for those too sick or injured to stand up and graze properly.

There was the grass around the Garibah tree of course, but he wanted to read up more about the tending of that tree and its grass before he even tried that. The last thing he wanted to do was damage the tree. Fortunately (or unfortunately), Stacy had Andalite literature in the Media Center, and Ax had some free time after he finished eating. He hoped that they'd be able to figure a way off of Stacy sooner rather than later, but in the mean time, the Garibah needed care-taking.

Squish.

Ugh.

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< Not through my hooves. > That might have actually been a joke. Maybe. He was still smiling, at any rate. < My species has developed technology that allows us to acquire the DNA of any other living creature through physical contact, and then transform ourselves into a copy of that creature, > Ax said. < I have a human morph that I can use when I need to visit the mall. >

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And he was staring at me - with all four eyes - like I was the weird one? "You're not gonna turn yourself into a copy of that slop, are you?" What? It could be living. "Granted, it's a pretty nifty power, otherwise..."

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< The 'slop' is not alive, > Ax said. < From what I can tell, this is primarily vegetable matter, or some equivalent. And there would be very little point to acquiring and morphing it even if it was. I do not enjoy being ingested. >

Yes, it's happened. More than once. Sometimes by one of the other Animorphs. And don't even ask about the amazing nasal cavity tours.

< It's very useful. It has kept me alive for the last two of your years. >

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Ew. Nasal cavity tours. Just...ew.

"So...what's your species called? I've never seen anything like you where I'm from."

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There was a reason that no one liked the Helmacrons.

< I am an Andalite, > Ax said. < Do you have much interaction with alien races on your world? > It seemed like she might, if she had expectations of the way aliens looked.

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"Umm. Not personally? But I know that Professor X was like the intergalactic consort of the Queen of the Shi'ar Empire. They were like bird people."

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< I don't think my species has encountered any species called Shi'ar, > Ax said after a moment. < Or any bird people; and there are very few species that would be willing to take a member of another species as a consort. >

Because it was weird. With the morphing ability it was an option, but it was weird.

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Yeah, well, welcome to the 616, buddy.

Or not, considering that Pixie's embarassingly far away from there.

Maybe.

Possibly.

Almost certainly.

"My world's a weird one," Pixie states. "Like, a really weird one."

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Ax actually laughed.

< That seems to be a constant about all Earths. >