A/N: So I talked to GothMaureen, and we both agreed that, since its not likely The Fizzy Ninjas will be going anywhere anytime soon, I would post our Dino Thunder chapter. And here it is! Its kinda a prologue, in a sense.
Enjoy!
Triassic Oliver with a Side of Bayse
Chapter One: Hello Reefside
It was a beautiful, sunny day in the middle regions of Cali, and there were empty strechs of road. Suddenly a black 'Stang, well kept and classy, flew down the road.
"Mo! We're here!" yelled the girl in passenger. The driver, a flaming redhead, pulled under giant arches that read WELCOME TO REEFSIDE.
"Yeah I can see that Sam," Mo Bayse replied. "Where too?" She asked as they drove along the main downtown area.
"Outside of town," Sam Oliver squinted at her MapQuest directions. "Valencia Road," She said firmly.
"Ohhhhkay then," The redhead turned onto a windy road, reaching for her Diet Coke.
Sam was flipping through a stack of photos as they sun shone down on them.
"Right...there!" Sam pointed.
"Obviously, it's the only house out here," Mo said smartly.
"Did you say something?" Sam asked innocently as her best friend pulled up to house.
"I-"
Before Mo could form a coherant sentence, Sam was out the door and up the steps. She began pounding on the door. "OI! FATHER O MINE! YOU, OUT HERE, NOW!"
Mo laughed at her friend, getting out of the 'Stang more regally. She followed Sam up the steps.
The door opened and there was Dr. Tommy Oliver. "Sam. I know you're here. I'm pretty sure the people back in Blue Bay know you're here."
Father and daughter engaged in a brief staring contest, before Dr. O shook his head and turned his attention to his daughter's best friend. "Hello Mo."
"Hi Dr. Oliver," The redhead said, nudging Sam.
"WHAT?" Sam muttered. When no one responded she sighed and pushed past her father. "Mo you're sleeping in the same room as me!"
Dr. O looked down at Mo. "I'm sorry," He said.
"Don't be," Mo smirked. "She's YOUR daughter."
"I HEARD THAT!"
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It was two days later, a Monday. Kids rushed past Sam and Mo, who were outside the principal's office, waiting for their schedules.
The principal strode towards them, shoving their schedules in their hands and then herding them towards their first class like sheep.
Sam peeked inside and nearly groaned as she saw her dad. Just great. Class with her dad. Just what she needed.
Seeing his daughter and her bff in the doorway, Dr Oliver beckoned them in. "Well, class, it looks like you're getting two new students as well as a new teacher," Sam's father joked, then nodded, letting the two know they could go sit down.
Sam made a beeline for two empty seats near a rocker girl in yellow. "Okay, class, grab a book and-Are we missing someone?" Dr Oliver asked, looking at an empty seat.
"Yes," The whole class answered as Sam and Mo ignored the confused adult.
Sam's father shook his head, before continuing with his lesson.
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Before the two knew it, it was lunch. Sam-with her nonstop chatty skills-had befriended the girl next to her, Kira, and they were sitting outside. Kira was singing, playing her guitar and Sam was going through some ninja moves.
Mo sat by them, doodling and tapping along to Kira's song. "Hey, Sam, what do you think of school so far?"
"Meh," The Oliver replied.
"Excuse me," A voice said, as Principal Randall appeared next to them the instant Kira finished her song. "But I'm afraid you have to have a permit to perform on schools grounds."
"Are you aware that kids who play music are more likely to get into college?" Kira retorted.
Well, you're hardly the college matieral, now, are you, Miss Ford? And you," She said, eyes narrowing in on Sam. "There is no practicing fighting on school grounds. With me!"
Mo flew up. "I don't really think that's fair, Principal Randall. Neither Kira nor Sam were causing harm to anyone."
The principal sniffed. "Well, then, Miss Hero, it looks like you need some discipline too. Follow!" She ordered, the three girls and a male in red soccer gear followed.
They'd barely made it three steps before the sprinklers went off.
"My soccer ball!"
"Shut up Conner! My guitar!"
"My Sprite!" Kira and the male, Conner, looked at Sam. "...What?"
"Ignore her. Dammit! My pants!" Mo said. Whoever ruined her leather pants was in for it.
"ETHAN JAMES!" The principal roared, and the only boy under an umbrella flinched. "Get inside! NOW!"
They five obeyed, dropping on the bench. Randall glared down at all of them. "The five of you have detention. For a week! Now, if there are no complaints-"
"I have soccer practice-"
"-my band-"
"-computer club!" "
-just got here!"
"I have to-"
"I thought so. Stay!" She disappeared.
"Okay, somebody seriously needs a hug!" Kira muttered.
Mo sat on the bench, staring at Ethan. "What was that about?" She asked, giving him her specialty-a death glare.
"...Fun?" He said shyly.
Sam groaned. "Oh my dad is gonna be so pissed at me!"
"Computer club dude?" Conner asked, leaning forward to look at Ethan as Kira attempted to dry off her guitar.
Sam leaned back, reached past Kira and Ethan, and smacked Conner on the head.
"Ow!"
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~An Order of RAWR