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Andromeda sits at her desk, pen and paper sitting in front of her, her eyes trained on the family photo that sat angled at her. The dappled pelt shone softly in the lamplight as they shook their head to bring them back to where they began. They took a paw and pushed the writing utensils to the side, instead picking up her headphones and placing them in their ears, then pulling the microphone down from the lifted state it was in. Normally they sat like this for work, but instead they chose to ...

"If you could remove or add any m-m…" The glitched marine child starts, reading from his homework, a questionnaire he needed to ask one of his parents so he could write a report. "Mutation?" Andy responds, wiping her paws on the towel near the stove.   "Mutation! To yourself, what would it be?" The young xero sat with his paws swinging off the stool, he holds his pencil, awaiting their response. "Hm, that's a hard one." The constellation themed Xero taps her cheek in ...