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Fanfiction ofanimorphwritten in 202You are a professional translator. Directly translate this text into English, without adding anything :3

And if Tom's second Yeerk had been kind.

No slash. Well, actually towards the end, there is the most improbable Yaoi relationship in the history of Yaoi. But it's purely for humor and it only lasts 5 lines.

Bonus not Cannon alternative ending of the conversation in the car

Author's note: Here is an alternative ending to the previous chapter. This passage is just a humorous bonus and doesn't actually take place in the story.

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While I was trying to dissuade those two idiots from getting themselves killed in a war that doesn't concern them, I slowly moved my hand to the knife located in my glove compartment. I slowly opened the window, aimed, and threw it in one motion. I watched with satisfaction as the hawk that had been watching us all along collapsed to the ground. Then, without paying attention to the screams of my two passengers, I pressed the accelerator with all my might and floored it. The other Yeerks think knives are primitive tools and swear by Dracon beam guns. I never understood how they could believe such nonsense after seeing the effectiveness of a Hork-Bajir on a battlefield.

You bastard, how could you do that? Jack cried in tears.

That's war. People we love dying for no damn reason. What do you think the relatives of the Yeerks you boiled alive in that hospital felt? Anyway, he's an Andalite. He just has to leave this borrowed body to survive.

It's not an Andalite, it's Tobias. Yelled Jack, before jumping out of the moving car to rescue the hawk that lay half-crushed on the road.

Okay, maybe I had made a mistake there.

A few hours later at a veterinarian's.

The operation went well and he is now stable. But it would be better to euthanize him. We did what we could, but the car completely crushed his wing. He will never be able to fly again.

I whispered to the four children:

Do not worry. The Yeerks have enslaved many flying species, so we have a whole stock of prosthetics that will allow it to fly again.

What is the small line on the bill? Jack asked with visible concern.

That is a legal obligation. We must castrate all the wild animals that are brought to us.

Shit, there's no prosthesis for that.

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Author's note: Due to an indefinite strike by the characters of this fanfic in support of Tobias, I had to modify this ending. Since then, Tobias is doing very well and has had abundant offspring. The real reason is that I find the ending joke too tacky and that this passage clashes with the rest of the story. But I still like it, so I'm adding it as a bonus.