Welcome to the Moonlight Library’s 30 Day Animorphs Challenge!
Despite Project Animorphs in 2013, I clearly do not talk about Animorphs enough.
This particular challenge is taken from the Heck Yeah Tumblr Challenges archive on Tumblr.
Day 19: Three favourite quotes/conversations
“Weird? Weird?” Marco crowed. “The talking bird wants to know if getting information on the location of an alien from a whale, that you’ve just saved from sharks, by turning into dolphins . . . You’re suggesting that’s weird?”
“That’s just stupid,” Rachel said angrily. “It doesn’t even make sense. You know what? You have to make a choice, Tobias. You can be a hawk. But you will never, ever, not in a million years, be a pure, true hawk. If you want to stay a hawk you’ll be like you are now: confused, conflicted, torn up inside, never knowing what you really are. Or…or you can be human again. All human. You can live with the Aria woman and eat at the table and sleep in a bed.”
<And never fly,> I said. <Never fly again. Never see with hawk’s eyes. Never morph again. I know you guys would all be nice to me, but I’d lose all of you. I’d lose being an Animorph.>
“You wouldn’t lose me,” Rachel said.
For a long while neither of us spoke. Then Rachel, in a whisper, said, “What am I supposed to do, Tobias? I’m a girl. You’re a bird. This is way past Romeo and Juliet, Montagues and Capulets. This isn’t Kate Winslet and Leo DiCaprio coming from different social groups or whatever. It’s not like you’re black and I’m white like Cassie and Jake. No one but a moron cares about that. We are…we can’t hold hands, Tobias. We can’t dance. We can’t go to a movie together.”
< I…God, Rachel, don’t you think I know all that? Don’t you think I want to have all that? But I can’t keep changing. I can’t keep becoming something different.>
“One more change, Tobias. Back to human. You’d be free of this stupid war and free of all the danger of living as a hawk. I wouldn’t have to worry about you anymore.”
And oh, god, how could so much regret and so much sweetness and so much sadness all be present in that single moment? I was already dead and missing my unlived life. I was already dead and Tobias was mourning.
I tried to smile. For him.
“Yes,” he said. “You were strong. You were brave. You were good. You mattered.”