(Nearing midday, random junkyard in Pangea)

A dump truck decided to drop its load of disposable bags filled with dirty deserted items into one of many domes of dangling debris dominating the dump.

The truck took off on another trip to take the rest of the towns trash. No one noticed the navy-blue nodasaur (by one man's notion) nested with the nylon bags, and no rubber-suited worker recalled the renegade dino rolling out the rotating bin with the regular rubbish.

After the sacks were settled, Spike shot his head skyward, eyes searching for sanitation workers who might spot him. Satisfied, he sunk his skull into the sacks of sewage. Several seconds passed as the sacks and scrap shuffled around. Soon, Spike stepped out of the soiled stack.

The Jurassic juvenile was now armored in a jumble of junk, junk whose jagged edges jutted out just like Spike's previous protrusions. With his jacket and jeans jacked with jarring junk, he jettisoned from the junkyard, now on a journey to enact justice on Earl Sinclair.

Long story short: Spike walked out of the junkyard with more spikes than usual.

(later, at a random train station…)

Earl got out of his car and exited the parking garage. He looked at his watch.

"Huh, I got here forty minutes early," the Mighty Megalosaurus said. He looked toward the platform. There was already a train unloading. But it wasn't any train, it was… The Dinosaur Train!

Earl looked at who was getting out. He saw a Pteranodon family with their four kids, one of whom was a T. Rex. Following them was a family of iguanodons, a red T. Rex in a lab coat, A stegosaurus with a college cap, a blue triceratops with over-

Earl was frozen with fear when he saw who just got out of the train. His mind raced. That shouldn't be possible! There's no way this can be happening!

"B. P. Richfield!" Earl said in complete shock.

The triceratops looked his way and put on a faux smile.

"Sinclair!" Richfield said with faux emotion. The former manager made his way to Earl, whose body was steadily filling up with fear.

"You're supposed to be dead!" Earl screamed, "I saw you burning alive when that oil rig exploded! There's no way you should be here!"

"There's a simple explanation," Richfield said, "The Dinosaur Train is a time traveling train. After that incident occurred, a WeSaySo executive bribed the conductor to drop him off at a time before the thing happened. He informed me of what went on and dragged me with him to the present day. I'm a few years younger now; It's like a spa treatment!" Earl whimpered at what might happen.

"And before you ask," Richfield continued, "Mr. Ashland knows about this operation. If you try to kill me, he will personally chew you out and get me back with the same method." The Donald Trump wannabe laughed at his former employee, whose head was hanging low. As Richfield walked away, Earl thought this:

"I am not looking forward to this meeting."

As Earl sulked, he never noticed the commotion would later take place in the train station. On an unrelated note, the time traveling train just departed.

On the same station, the pteranodon family mentioned before was buying tickets for the inevitable return trip. Suddenly, one of the more notable children got their mother's attention. No, it wasn't the bastard son, it was the blue flyer girl.

"Mom, I need to go potty!" That's what she said.

"Okay, Shiny. Make it quick." That's what ye mother said.

Shiny then ran across the platform, past Earl who wasn't paying attention to the character from a Jim Henson property that didn't have puppetry, so it was in name only. Anyway, Shiny ran into the stall and did her business. She walked out feeling better with her panties and shorts pulled up. We had to mention that for those nuts who believe people keep their pants down when they exit bathrooms, and for those who didn't get the memo that dinosaurs wear pants in this story.

Out of nowhere, a huge flock of ravens intercepted Shiny. The girl screamed as a chase of birds through the ages began. The flock of birds lured Shiny into an alley where SHAO KAHN was waiting. The overlord from another dimension grabbed the pterodactyl girl.

"AGGGGHHH!" Tiny yelled, "DON'T RAPE ME!"

The mother pteranodon looked at her daughter who just randomly yelled in public that someone was going to rape her. It appears the author forgot which pteranodon sibling was actually abducted. After chastising Tiny for inappropriate behavior, the mother made a mental note to get her checked for schizophrenia. She also wondered what was taking SHINY so long. Anyway…

"AGGGGHHH!" SHINY yelled, "DON'T KILL ME!"

"Be patient!" growled Shao Kahn, "This will only take half a minute!" Producing a knife, he slit the girl's claw. Blood poured from the wound into a cup at Shao Kahn's feet. When the cup was half full, he sealed the wound with fire and put Shiny down.

"Tell your mommy you need an immediate blood transfusion." Shao Kahn said. The paling girl nodded weakly and limped away. The flock of birds that chased Shiny came into the alley and merged together to form… Gorm!

Shao Kahn held out the cup of blood. He said, "With this vial of pteranodon blood, I can tattoo dimensional travel tickets on skin and steel for a free train ride to outworld!"

Shao Kahn then drew a pterodactyl on his pec and drew the same thing on a portion of Gorm's armor with the blood. Now they were all set.

(back on the station)

Earl lifted his head to the horn of an oncoming train. His ride was here, but he was hesitant to take it after knowing this was probably the night B. P. Richfield would be back to pulling his strings. Said person came up and quickly patted Earl in an ushering kind of way.

"We'll have a fine meeting," Richfield said. Earl groaned as he was led into one of the train's passenger cars. Soon the train was chugging off to Vaalbara point.

(meanwhile at the Sinclair household)

Fran was in the middle of casually making herself and Baby lunch. Suddenly there was a growling noise. Fran turned to her child. He looked angry.

"Just practicing when someone other than Mama is here!" Baby was playfully doing the growling.

"Okay," Fran said as she turned her head back.

Fran was in the middle of continuing making herself and Baby lunch. Suddenly there was a growling noise. Fran turned to her child. He looked sick.

"Mama I think I ate too much arctic fox in the morning." Baby's stomach was doing the growling.

"Oh dear," Fran said as she turned her head back.

Fran was in the middle of ceasing making herself and Baby lunch. Suddenly there was a growling noise. Fran turned to her child. He looked confused.

"I swear that wasn't me this time, Mama!" The front door of the house was doing the growling.

"Wait, what?" Fran said as she didn't turn her head back.

The house's front door flew off its hinges as a blue spiky guy with more spikes made of junk charged in. The scene was so dramatic it made the already queasy Baby vomit and fill his diaper at the same time.

"Spike?" said Fran in astonishment. The blue guy came to a stop.

"Oh hey Mrs. S!" the hooligan said, "Do you know where your husband is?"

"Oh, he's at Vaalbara Point for a meeting," Fran answered calmly.

"Thanks!" Spike then rolled out the door. Literally.

Fran turned to Baby and saw the upchuck on the floor. Then Baby spoke up.

"Need a diaper change!"

The mother facepalmed.

(to be continued)