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Summary: A Daria/Animorphs crossover. Jane just walking home from the mall when a spaceship crashed right in front of her. Now she and her "friends" have the power to turn into animals— which they'll need to stop the alien invasion threatening the planet!
Epilogue
Scores of miles to the east and quite a bit downward a figure frowned to himself, dropping his equipment onto the grass.
he sighed. He paused.
His stalk eyes leaned back to stare above him. Where there should have been a red-gold sky there was instead water, millions and millions of gallons of it, pushing down on the top of the dome. His main eyes scanned the interior, filled with its lush blue and red grasses, trees and artificial lake.
His mind wandered. It had been several days now since the battle with the Yeerks; several days since he had crashed in the ocean of this strange planet, without working means to contact his fellow Andalites. Assuming any of them were still alive, or had the technology to get to him.
And if they didn't, the Yeerks did. How long could he hold out for a rescue before the enemy became aware of his existence?
He pawed at the grass nervously. His tail-blade flicked.
he decided.

Description

Summary: A Daria/Animorphs crossover. Jane just walking home from the mall when a spaceship crashed right in front of her. Now she and her "friends" have the power to turn into animals— which they'll need to stop the alien invasion threatening the planet!
Epilogue
Scores of miles to the east and quite a bit downward a figure frowned to himself, dropping his equipment onto the grass.
he sighed. He paused.
His stalk eyes leaned back to stare above him. Where there should have been a red-gold sky there was instead water, millions and millions of gallons of it, pushing down on the top of the dome. His main eyes scanned the interior, filled with its lush blue and red grasses, trees and artificial lake.
His mind wandered. It had been several days now since the battle with the Yeerks; several days since he had crashed in the ocean of this strange planet, without working means to contact his fellow Andalites. Assuming any of them were still alive, or had the technology to get to him.
And if they didn't, the Yeerks did. How long could he hold out for a rescue before the enemy became aware of his existence?
He pawed at the grass nervously. His tail-blade flicked.
he decided.