...this is what happens when I steal my brother's Fossil Fighters: Champions game and start my own profile. I start getting ideas.
If I write anything else about this game, this'll likely become a collection of oneshots that are loosely related. Might use both playable characters later.
Disclaimer: I don't own the Fossil Fighters franchise. If I did, there'd be a lot more graphic violence and you'd be able to ride your vivosaurs.
Rated T because—well, dinosaurs don't fight with pillows. And eventually, I will be writing fight scenes.
It probably wasn't normal that Dina wasn't phased at the sight of a shiny purple robot clawing away at a boulder, but she wasn't concerned with that right now. She was too busy hoping that Di66-R could work its way through the rock and open the path to Mt. Krakanak for the rest of the Fighters. It had been digging through the boulder for the past twenty minutes, and it had made decent progress—which was more than what she and Todd could say after hacking away with their pickaxes. Just when it seemed like nothing could go wrong, though, the robot once again broke down, looking exhausted from its arduous work.
Dina felt pity for the robot and its creator; Rupert was so proud of his father's company and the robot they had made, and the frown on his face looked out of place compared to his normal haughty smirk. And Di66-R was always working as hard as it could for its master, digging for fossil rocks all day and keeping Rupert's dino medals safe—when it wasn't malfunctioning and running off with them.
With this thought in mind, she picked up her pickaxe once more and swung at the boulder, determined to get the job done no matter the cost. Di66-R needed a rest, anyway.
She didn't expect the robot to perk up and stare at her, its mechanical sensors almost eerie as they examined her putting all of her strength into her swings. Its speakers crackled to life as it asked in its usual monotone voice, "You . . . want to assist me?" She blinked in surprise, pausing mid-swing, but nodded to confirm its statement. "No one has ever assisted me with digging." It made a happy whir, and its voice rose and fell in a song-like tune, "Now I understand why humans smile."
Suddenly, Di66-R was invigorated, and so it joined Dina in tearing away at the boulder, amazing Rupert and Todd as the rock was nearly obliterated with their combined effort. Giddy at their accomplishment, the blonde turned to the purple robot and raised a hand for a high-five, not even hesitating when it easily returned the gesture and barely wincing when her hand collided with the hard metal of its clawed limb. Rupert shook his head at the display with a muttered "children," but Todd grinned at the triumphant expression on his friend's face. Her happiness was contagious.
After Rupert congratulated his robot and went to find the ones responsible for the blockade, Dina was struck by a sudden thought: Di66-R had a "high-five" command programmed into it. Did that mean Rupert gave his robot high-fives whenever they cleaned fossil rocks or something? The mental image alone was enough to make her giggle.
Lots of dragon-y love,
~DL ("Dragon Lover"), Queen of the Macarena