Making With The Normal

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"And here is the edge of The City, where we have actual real-life toilets that don't look like those plants that eat bugs."

What? That was a VERY IMPORTANT part of the tour. And Paco wanted to wash all of the Yeerk-associations with the place out of his head so he could use it without getting the heebie-jeebies.

He pushed the door open and strode inside. "Also, please enjoy the complementary graffiti."

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"Enlighten the angels with humor, Dean," Paco teased. "Teach them to smite the unworthy with knock-knock jokes."

He shook his head. "Yeah. So you see why I like the 'mouthless alien nerd' idea better, even if he looks like he could take someone's head off by wiggling his butt."

The rounded the corner of one of the buildings, revealing the Tree in all of it's symmetrical, blue-colored glory. The grass surrounding it was a greener shade of blue, and...something seemed to reach out to both of them in greeting. It wasn't a voice like Ax's, or even like Stacy's, and there weren't any words. But it knew they were there, and it welcomed them.

Paco heaved a sigh and closed his eyes for a moment. "I think this is like the Andalite version of a church or something. That'd fit in with the rest of the stuff down here."

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"Man, I should. Wonder if Cas would smite people who tell bad jokes if I told 'im they were demons." Dean jokes, chuckling.

But he does agree with the alien nerd bit. "No joke. See, I like it better when whatever I'm fighting doesn't have psychic powers. Makes it sort of unfair."

And then there's the Tree, and wow, Dean is actually sort of speechless. Whatever it is that reaches out to them startles Dean, though, and even though it's not malicious, Dean's careful to watch around him.

"Yeah. The Vatican's down here too, isn't it?" Dean says, and despite himself, he's relaxed. It's the atmosphere.

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"Oh definitely," Paco said. "I haven't had to fight psychics yet, but I bet they're a lot harder to whack over the head."

Paco liked the Tree, and not just because the Sub-Visser had hated it. It was just alien enough that it didn't seem weirdly out of place (like the bathrooms did), and just normal enough that it didn't give him the creeps (like the toilets Stacy wanted them to use). Say what you would about the Andalites, but they had good taste in plants.

"Yeah, it is," he said. "The City's pretty much a world tour of important-and-or-religious buildings, all in one place. Like Epcot or whatever, but on a meatship instead of in Florida."

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"Right, 'cause you can't sneak up on them. Mind-reading sucks."

It's very peaceful here, and Dean thinks that this is one of those places he'll be visiting a lot and not telling anybody. Reputation and all that.

"Huh. That's weird," Dean replies, and that's saying something, especially considering what sort of life Dean leads. "This ship's pretty big, isn't it? You think we're actually in space or something like that?"

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"So the only option is to come swinging at them from the front," Paco said. "Did you try thinking about really weird stuff to throw them off? Then again, when you're psychic, it probably takes something really bizarre to knock you for a loop..."

Paco was kind of surprised that more people weren't hanging out around the tree, honestly.

"I think so, yeah," he said. "I'm not an astrologist or anything, but I don't recognize any of the constellations outside the Observation Deck windows, and they keep changing, so...space. Maybe I'll get to blow up a planet this time."