Yeehaw

They all looked puzzled.

I took a deep breath. ‘I mean, you know, this forest is important even if Tobias and Ax weren’t here. It makes me sick to think of people chopping down all these trees.’

‘Oh, puh-leeze, not the Earth-Mother thing, okay?’ Marco said. ‘I almost got myself fried by a Dracon beam. That wasn’t to save Bambi, all right?’

'Look, Marco, we are not the only animals around. We, of all people, ought to understand that.’

'Cassie, who cares? We’re fighting to save the world from the Yeerks. Who cares about some ecology, tree-hugging, recycle-your-cans stuff?’

'I do,’ I said.

'Well, that’s you,’ Marco said. 'Personally, what I care about is the fact that a bunch of Yeerks have that, that fortress back there, and they’re going to use it to tear up these woods looking for us.’

I started to say something back, when Jake held up his hand. 'It seems to me it doesn’t matter whether we have slightly different ideas about why we care. I mean, either way, we want to stop this from going on. Right?'”

Study group

Jake: virgin Irish coffee. Yes, he knows that that's just coffee with whipped cream on top. He's tired, okay? He came out to have a good time and he's honestly feeling so attacked right now.

Rachel: cosmopolitan. For when you're feeling girly, but also like you want to get crunked up.

Marco: the house special, whatever that might be. He enjoys sidling up to the bartender and going "surprise me."

Tobias: beer. Much like Marco, he ends up with a different drink depending on the bar, but in his case it's a matter of pointing to a tap at random.

Ax: a New Jersey Turnpike. Also known as the drink you make by taking the mat that sits on the bar and draining its contents into a glass. The name reflects that it tastes kind of like Long Island Iced Tea, if you hold your nose and if it's your fifth drink of the night.

and since it’s also confirmed, I made marco, the narrator of #40, more explicitly bi. since I do think his weird and sudden empathy and connection with gaf and especially mertil would be a lot more poignant and realistic to his character if he related to them on a more personal level like that.

Book #04 “Look, don’t ever get hurt, okay?” He smiled that smile. “Me? I’m indestructible.”

Book #54 He laughed. “Pretty good? Cassie, you’re a one-woman army.”

Just six normal teens hanging out in the woods. --