"If we're putting Vulcan back and repopulating it that will be hard to pass off as non-magic."

"Quite. I mean, I think some people will assume a naturalistic explanation anyway but on top of the teleportation and the spontaneous cities and stuff, yep."

"Do we care if the secret is known?"

"A little, but not enough to not put Vulcan back."

Nod. Hug. "I should have asked Epic to check if I have an alt. Probably not, since it's not an Arda."

"Cam will run a full sweep if he hasn't already but yeah, probably not."

"Anyway," he says, smiling, "what were we up to before we got distracted?"

"Was it unmemorable? I will have to fix that."

She did not actually locate their hair ties and can just stop telekinetically holding it braided. Like so.

Ooooh. "That's pretty hot, you know."

"Telekinesis in general or applying it to our hair?"

"I was thinking of the hair trick. I am of course tremendously impressed by all that you do but that's a different sort of thing."

Giggle. "The other Bells think it's silly that I went native enough to even bother."

"Well, they were never happy even for a time in an Arda, were they? Except Kib and growing one's hair out is more of a commitment."

"Yeah. Besides, it makes me more distinctive from all the people who look exactly like me."

"It does! It is a little strange that you come in 'boy' and 'girl' but not in any other races or hair colors."

"Aly was darker, but for some reason that face is not so common? And Loki's technically blue?"

"True." More hair-petting, less speculation about the deep mysteries of the multiverse.

Yaaaay hairpetting.

Epic goes to Vanda Nossëo and fills a warehouse with pocket translators and another with Gleet bio-filters and then flies around installing them as a proof of concept. He tries a shredder on himself; the lowest-level stun setting doesn't do anything but the third-level stun setting knocks him out for (he's made a watch first so he can check) a minute and a half. He tries making shredders without settings higher than 'stun' and then fills three warehouses with those once he's got it. 

Then he bounces back to Cube so he can morph more things! He thinks he'll make an Andalite morph from conjured samples and then sneakily infiltrate the sleeping Andalites.

The sleeping Andalites fail to be sneakily infiltrated. <Hello?> one says suspiciously.

<Hi! I am Epic, I'm a Fëanáro, I'm a demon only not exactly and I'm morphed Andalite, and I just wanna hang out with you.>

<We do not have any way of verifying any of that.>

Demorph. Pop-pop-pop they told you they only give out the teleport to a few people, right? And I have it. And I can make stuff - he makes the grass taller and grassier - and they probably said it's just me and Cam who can do that and can teleport, right? Because you've got to be really really trustworthy. Which I am. I just saw you all close together and I wanted to join.

<All right. We're sleeping, though, so you should be quiet.>

I'll be sooooo quiet.