9.1 Garnettfox

Owen sighed wiping his brow after a harrowing fight with the I. rex Roxanne guzzling water from the fountain. Apparently she was getting sick of the taste of the Indominus' blood.

"So tell me, The fuck was with you not wanting me to pull out the big guns and you not using your powers!" She glanced up.

"Eh? Oh I wanna skin it."

Owen stared "...Excuse me?"

"I wanna skin it, picked up a book about tannery a while back and been meaning to learn using the Indominus."

"...WHY?!"

Roxanne rolled her eyes. "Bullet proof scale jackets anyone? Color changing to when I figure out how to get it's skin to retain that trait."

Owen blinked. "...Huh...That's actually rather cool..."

"Dino scale jackets, boots, belts. Say Clair when she Wake's up wouldn't love a I. Rex skin purse."

"So this is gonna be your thing now."

Roxy nodded. "After the shit it's caused, be nice for the I. rex to be useful for a change."


9.2 Saphroneth

Grant stepped up to the counter at the fast food restaurant.

"Welcome to O'Donald's, how can I help you?" the employee running the counter asked.

"Hi, can I get..." Grant pulled out a piece of paper covered with scribblings. "Eighty hamburgers, hold the gherkin?"

"Certainly, that'll be two hundred and seventy five dollars," the reply came. "Eat in or to go?"

"To go," Grant decided. "I don't think the roof's big enough."

Ignoring the stares from the other customers, Grant leaned against the counter and whistled for a few minutes.

"Here you are," the employee said, putting a groaning tray on the counter. "Paper or plastic?"

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"I'm impressed," Roxanne admitted, levitating a half-dozen burgers with the Force before gulping them down. "They didn't bat an eyelid."

"I may be a palaeontologist who's seen their field of study come to life, chase them and occasionally eat them, but..." Grant shrugged. "Working retail... ouch."

He noticed the T-rex looking contemplative.

"...your arms are too small to work the cash register," he pointed out.

Roxanne rolled her neck in a shrug, and levitated up another set of burgers.

There was a set of staccato footprints, and then a blur whipped past.

"Where'd the burgers go?" Roxanne asked, then her head swiveled. "Damnit, Blue!"

Blue chomped down on one burger and carried the other three off, snickering.


9.3 Detective Ethan Redfield

Owen rubbed his forehead as he stood in front of the I-Rex Cage, this time standing next to Henry Wu as he asked, "You took parts from every predator dinosaur in the park, added a touch of Gastronis DNA and various other DNA sets to give it bigger teeth, thermal shielding and active camouflage, and you made it a vegetarian?!"

In the pen, the massive I-Rex took a bite of the local flora, looked up at the two humans, and turned pretty much invisible on the spot. A second later, another massive branch of a nearby tree disappeared into the I-Rex's jaw. Henry sighed, "I don't know where we went wrong."

Owen silently pondered where Wu went right this loop.


I. V Harry Lefrets

For several moments after Littlefoot had finished, Cera stared at him. Finally, she shook her head. "Let me get this straight... There's all these different worlds out there and each world is a branch of this big tree..."Littlefoot just nodded. "But the tree got really sick and to stop it from dying and everything ending, it causes things to repeat over and over?"

Slowly, Littlefoot gave her a nod. "That's pretty much why we relive things..."

Taking another breath, Cera let it out. "Okay... But for each one of these worlds there's an... Anchor, which is like a treestar on a tree. Important for the tree to have. They are usually Awake, which means they're aware of looping... And everyone else is like a treesweet? Sometimes they're ripe and awake and sometimes they're not and asleep?"

Knowing how hard this was to believe, Littlefoot grimaced a bit. "That's... Pretty much everything."

For almost a minute, the three horn was silent before she sighed. "If this was coming from anyone other then you, Littlefoot, I wouldn't believe them and call them crazy."

With a snort, Littlefoot shook his head. "I know how you feel. You should feel lucky though that I'm explaining things..." There was a look of distaste on his face as Cera whipped her head around at his next words. "I had to find out from a looper who replaced the Sharptooth and only woke up after she had killed Mother."

Cera stared at him before she finally got something out. "Littlefoot... That is beyond messed up."

All Littlefoot did was shrug his shoulders. "Yeah.. It kind of was. Though Roxanne, she was the Sharptooth, is actually pretty nice and was really sorry she killed Mother. Goes out of her way that every time we met to help me and to make sure that I'm taken care of. It... Took a long time before I really forgave her for what happened."

That caused another thought to occur to Cera. "So..." Knowing she had Littlefoot's attention, she cleared her throat. "How many times have you relived things anyways?"

Much to her surprise, Littlefoot's eyes became distant. "I... Don't really know anymore. Lost count a long time ago and, well, I just try to make it through these loops with keeping everyone as alive as possible."

Her eyes wide, Cera felt as if her heart was being squeezed at the sadness in her friend's eyes. "How many..."

Littlefoot just shook his head. "I've died and seem you guys die because of my mistakes too many times... I really don't want to talk about it." He then turned and looked at her. "Cera... We need to go the way that we've been going, it's the best chance we have."

Just as she was about to argue, Cera remembered that Littlefoot likely went that way as well. "What will happen if we go my way?"

A sigh escaped from the longneck as he chewed the inside of his cheek. "Rocks coming down from the Great Wall, floods, and a lot more sharpteeth following the herds. The way we took though is safer, even with the Sharptooth following." Then a small smirk crossed his face. "Though if he gets too close, I can take care of him."

Raising an eyebrow, Cera gave him a look. "Uh-huh... And how are you going to do that now?" She blinked as he twisted his head around beside him. "What are you..."

At that moment, Littlefoot pulled out some kind of hollow thing, except there was an oblong part with something along it. "I haven't tried this yet, and it flies through the air faster then a flyer and can kill swimming sharpteeth. I got it from this place during a loop where swimming sharpteeth fell from the sky and were thrown around by swirling winds."

Silence reigned before Cera blinked in confusion. "What?"


PS. 3 Shimmer712

"This time, it will be a success!" Ian muttered to himself.

"What will be a success?" Owen asked curiously. The raptor pack gave Ian interest looks, clearly wondering what he was on about.

"My new ping!"

"…Didn't you last one crash the loop and land you somewhere…weird?" Owen asked.

"That's what I heard," Blue mumbled, her sisters nodding.

"Yes…well, I have made the appropriate corrects and this one will work," Ian asserted confidently.

"…You're gonna try it no matter what we say, aren't you?"

"Well…yeah," Ian admitted. "Here we go!"

There was a faint ringing sound in the loopers heads…not that they noticed, distracted by the I. Rex's camouflage vanishing as it collapsed to the ground, convulsing and shrieking in agony as it frothed at the mouth.

Owen stared at the incapacitated predator before turning to Ian.

"Exactly how does that version of your ping work?" he asked.


7.2 Eotyrannus

Alpha was growing tired, but she was nearly where she wanted to be.

These pseudo-raptors were persistent, she had to give them that. In many respects, they were similar to the Novaraptors she was used to- large, scaly and above all, fast. Their system of barks bore a faint similarity to the screeches, hoots and whistles of the creature she normally was. On the other hand, their differences were both major and not ones she wanted right now. They traded lightning-fast turns and incredible sprinting power for long-distance running, while from what she had seen of them standing still, their skulls were much more heavy-set and their killing claws were absolutely enormous. All of these were adaptations, she presumed, that made for a large game specialist.

She called, and recieved an answer from Innatus. Good. Despite her anger at Innatus's disobedience and anger management issues, she was glad her sister had gotten out of there alive. Presumably, she had been able to wreck the vehicles and use her superior speed to get to safety. She would arrive soon.

A raptor jumped screeching from the ferns, latching onto her and clinging on with talons like meathooks. Her adrenaline numbed the pain, and she shook her body violently as she ran- it was flung off her back and into the bushes. They were learning. They were far superior hunters to the Rebellious- they were only just starting to attack properly. Their first few assaults had simply established where they could attack without getting in range of Alpha's jaws.

She picked up the pace, nearing her goal on her mental map. The alpha raptor barked, making its fellows pick up the pace as well. She'd been forced to run straight and hard for much longer than she would have liked, but she needed to get to open ground. They'd be picking her bones by sunrise if she tried to fight them with such dense foliage around her. They were small enough to hide underneath the undergrowth, while her own camouflage would be worthless against anything with a decent nose and an idea of where she was- they'd just be able to rest in turn while they let her exhaust herself fighting back.

She strained her eyes ahead- there was no use trying to spot them in their own territory. Alpha called again, mainly to keep up her own morale, and heard both Innatus and a much deeper roar in reply. There was another tyrant here, and she'd just caught its attention. She hissed. So much for keeping up morale.

Another roar echoed across Isla Nublar, and a wall exploded in a burst of nuclear fire. Roxanne grinned a feral grin. She usually didn't like fighting, but when it was with an evil bastard like the Indominus? Worth it. It normally wasn't even a challenge, and even though there were two Indominus, that only meant she needed two Fire Blasts.

A herd of Triceratops scattered as another Fusion Flare marked her entrance into the Gyrosphere valley. Today, unfortunately, she wouldn't have any luck with destroying the Spinosaurus skeleton, but hopefully the other Indominus would be a worthy substitute. It wouldn't be long now.

The low growl of a motorbike permeated the jungle as Owen sped across the dirt road towards the Looper Indominus. According to the coordinates of the Squad's tracking collars, they were just about to reach the Gyrosphere Valley. That was good. He heard the two Indominus calling to each other, and faintly heard Roxanne as well. He grinned. What was next to the Gyrospheres? The Tyrannosaurus Rex Kingdom... Or, rather, Queendom. Roxanne had proved her superiority over the Indominus many times before, and with one Owen and four Velociraptors? It would be no problem.

On the other hand, the normal Indominus was much closer than he would've liked it to be- in fact, it sounded like it was near-directly ahead of him.. In its rampage, most of the other vehicles were gone. Barry had stayed behind to help the wounded, so it was just Owen and his motorcycle. With a killing machine on the loose, he wasn't sure he liked that.

His mind became a gutter in a hurricane as he heard a steady Thump! Thump! Thump! further up the road. He'd been correct about how close the Indominus was- more specifically, it was on the same fucking road as he was. He turned a corner, and there it was, clad in the white of its scales and the red of its blood. The Indominus was damned hard to kill, but the bullets had certainly softened it up a bit.

Its head swung back towards the sounds of an engine, and Owen felt like his heart had just stopped. Then the head swung back forwards, and it kept on running- in fact, it seemed to have picked up the pace.

He remembered the calls. This Loop, it had something far more important than killing. It had a sibling, and that sibling was in danger.

But the Raptors were out there too, and to Owen? They were family too. He couldn't risk staying behind the Indominus every step of the way.

He sped forwards, towards the beast. He checked his fuel- it was enough. He couldn't screw this up.

The Indominus spotted him, and its jaws lashed out towards him. He was ready. He swerved towards it, and away from where the Indominus had assumed he would arrive- he ducked, and the jaws slammed shut above him. They opened and snapped at him again, but the motorbike was too fast, and it bit down on exhaust fumes.

The animal roared, furious, as he sped away. This bike was no jetpack, but it was reliable, and at the rate he was travelling it would only be a few more minutes.

The Indominus roared as Blue's pack encircled it. It was a stalemate, and that was just what the Squad needed. Wait for the Boss and Roxanne, she signed to the others.

She had to say, she was impressed with this new Indominus. It seemed to have emotions other than 'murderous rage', it was smart enough to get to open ground, and it knew just how dangerous a coordinated pack of raptors could be. On the other hand, nothing could prepare it for a certain nuclear dinosaur.

Just a few more minutes worth of stalling, and this birch of a Loop would be done with.

"Move!"

That was the only warning Alpha had before her previous position exploded in a blast of flame. Of course, the warning had been for the pseudo-raptors, but Alpha knew Tailless language, and that was a word very important to surviving explosions.

She looked to the source of the shout, and ducked another projectile as it sailed over her head. She snarled as she saw the source of the shout. Just like this damned place had fake raptors, it had a fake tyrannosaur as well- and it could spit death like no tomorrow.

Unfortunately that was also the description of dilophosaurs and she'd killed plenty of them in her time.

She charged, and darted to the side as it spat a far brighter burst of fire her way. A nova of light came from somewhere behind her, and a shockwave of sound made her screech as her ears rang. But then she was upon her foe, and she pounced.

One tyrant crashed into another, and in that moment Alpha remembered her pouncing technique usually involved a hell of a lot less momentum. They barrelled into the floor, and turned to face each other again.

The pseudo-rex laughed, an unnerving sound coming from dinosaurian jaws. "You think that's it?" its taunted, and to Alpha's shock, its jaws snapped backwards- and then its teeth became the whirling, whining teeth of a multicolour chainsaw. Alpha snarled once more. This was no dilophosaur- this was the fucking pyromaniac Tailless in tyrant form!

She gave the tyrannosaur a moment to lunge, and she lunged her own jaws forwards to try and catch it behind the... whatever was behind a rainbow chainsaw face, but had to pull back and knock her impending doom off course when she realised she wouldn't be able to get out of the way in time. Then a raptor fell upon her, and the tyrant pulled back, jaws returning to normal as it moved backwards to charge another explosion.

A piercing pain and the sound of a gun from next to the tyrannosaur made her realise that she was outnumbered six-on-one. The raptors screeched their satisfaction with the hunt as she bellowed in pain. It was another distraction, she realised. There was a high note growing in the air, the human was pulling out a rocket launcher from what she presumed to be a subspace pocket, and an orb of glowing energy was growing in the rex's jaws. She had to act, now.

She charged, raptors leaping off as the rex prepared to fire. She was fast, but saw she wouldn't be fast enough, she was too close to dodge-

and out of nowhere Innatus appeared, slamming the rex's head downwards just as the orb was unleashed-

Alpha woke up, groaning the moment she tried to move her tail to get up. Of course. Not only was she still not a Novaraptor, she was a fucking Tailless. She prepared to use her newly-gained vocal cords to inform the world of her dissatisfaction with her current form, when a set of large feet entered her vision.

"Hey, kids, Anna's woke up!" some sort of terrible voice replied, and she looked up to see a crude imitation of a tyrant. It was stood upright, with rows teeth so closely packed they looked line one smooth curve of dental matter. Its hide was smooth and purple, and its underbelly was green. Its eyes were small and round, and its cheekbones were tall and wide to give it an irremovable grin- but from the looks of it, that grin wouldn't be leaving any time soon even if it was able to.

Beside it stood two similarly bad Tailless mockeries of ceratopsians- one was green with a large frill, while the other looked more like a Protoceratops, but both had somehow attached lumps of human fabric to their foreheads.

"Now everyone's awake, it's time to play!" Barney the Dinosaur declared grandly, to the cheers of his saurian companions and the silence of the rest of the room.

Beside them stood an assortment of other Tailless- they were all juvenile Tailless, she realised, herself included, and all of them were either exasperated, angry or confused. Most were female, but there were a couple of males, and she walked over to the most familiar-looking one (who was currently glaring at her).

"Bicycle Tailless," she hissed.

"Looper Indominus," Owen growled back- or at least attempted to, as it seemed juvenile Tailless were unable to growl. "Smart thinking from your sibling there- nuke the ground everyone's standing on, great plan! Wish I'd thought of it first!"

"You take that back or I'll-"

"Now, now, friends should never fight!" one of the ceratopsians said in an annoyingly cheerful voice, interrupting the argument with its disgusting presence. The two glanced at each other with renewed hatred before heading off to opposite corners of the room, as Barney the Purple Dinosaur made a speech on how important love and friendship and forgiveness were. The rest of the room glared at them for making the friendship-obsessed purple behemoth talk.

If the last Loop had given the inhabitants of Jurassic World (plus a Novaraptor) a terrible time, the horror had only just begun.


9.4 Detective Ethan Redfield

Mr. Mundy, otherwise known as Sniper, from Team Fortress Industries, watched as John Hammond started to make one of the biggest mistakes in his career, "Shut down the system."

He raised his hand, "Hold on there, mate. We do that, and the raptor pens are off. That big one will test the system the moment the electricity goes off."

Hammond looked at Muldoon, "And my grandchildren are out there in the park, with who knows what chasing them."

Sniper lowered his hat, "Let me get in position in case things go south, yeah? When I've set up in the tower, I'll radio you to shut down the system."

Hammond paused for a second, not having considering the Raptors. After a moment, he nodded.

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It had taken less than ten minutes to get into place, his trusty rifle from dozens of loops aimed at the pen. He muttered, "Should just lob some of demo's pills in there and be done with it."

However, he had been ordered by Hammond to preserve the raptors until viable replacements could be procured if possible. He tapped the transmit button on his radio, "In position. Go ahead when your ready."

The whine of the electrified fences came to a stop. Sniper could sense it, almost like a sixth sense. Those raptors would pounce any minute. It wasn't the force or any mystical power. He didn't care to rely on them if he could help it, but like most loopers he got a sense of what would happen next after living through so many repeats. Predictably, a brown scaled raptor flung itself upwards onto the wires. With a crack, the raptor fell back into the pen with a new hole in its snout.

Another raptor flung itself at another end. Like it's sister, the raptor found a hole through it's spine right at the neck area. Unlike his sister, the dinosaur's death was slower, as it cried several times in pain. Several honks came from the final raptor. Sniper smirked, "Give me a chance, big girl. I doubt you could even double jump like the miniature delinquent."

Fortunately for the big raptor, she didn't push her luck.


9.5 Garnettfox

Roxanne sighed picking at her meal eyeing the wiggling grubs wearily. "Weirdest thing I've ever eaten." She muttered scooping up a handful and tried to ignore the wiggling in her mouth.

"What's a Tyrannopede doing here on earth?" A lanky teen asked with a cocky grin on his face. Roxanne snorted.

"Trying not to think about what she's eating." she pushed away the half full plate "I may hunt and eat my prey raw but I draw the line at...This." she sighed offering all three of her right claws, before frowning and pulling back two of them "Sorry, Roxanne."

"Ben, Ben Tennyson." The Insectiod alien frowned.

"...Do you mean your names Benben, or are you just putting emphasis on it?" Ben snorted with laughter.

"The second, but very few aliens actually figure that out."

Roxanne shrugged. "Raised by humans so I'm not as out of the loop as you might think."

Ben snorted with laughter clapping her on the carapace. "I thought so, any plans?"

"Besides figuring out how to fricking walk?" She glared at her six pairs of legs. "Not really, but if you come up with anything fun give me a call, especially if I get to burn shit..."


9.6 Midnight Cresent

Owen laid the blanket down on the midsection of the walkway.

"This is your idea of a romantic picnic?" Claire asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Hey, it might not look like much, but it has it's perks..." Owen said, sitting at one side of the blanket, placing a hamper down between the two.

From beneath them, a faint chanting started.

However, as it reached a crescendo, everything fell silent.

Owen blinked a few times, before glancing down into the paddock, to see the raptor squad sat around a small fire.

"...I'll be right back..." he told Claire, before swinging over the walkway. Landing beside the four familiar faces, he cautiously walked over, looking between the foursome. "Alright, what gives?"

"We strike." Blue said, her forelimbs crossed.

"Look, we talked about this," Owen said, pulling the four raptors into a huddle. "You help me out here, and I let you try... whatever it is Echo cooked up on that Chimera Rex."

"You mean Indo-" Blue started, before being cut off

"I know what I meant, Chimera's easier to say," Owen interrupted. "And I already told Echo, that Overture isn't a serenade, and it doesn't have lyrics..."

"We not angry 'bout that. Delta want female song."

"...Oh..." Owen said, walking over to the boombox in the middle of the pen. Looking down at the tape, he laughed sheepishly, before hitting the fast forward key. "Uhh... Cherry Bomb or nothing, I'm afraid..."

The four raptors sighed and rolled their eyes, before lining up.


I. VI Harry Leferts

Littlefoot was walking through the near empty hallway of the high school as a human when the girl next to him, who had orange hair, stiffened. The fact that she began to look around in a panic caused him to react by pulling her into an alcove and keeping her pinned against him and the wall. "Cera? Did you just wake up?"

Calming down a bit at the familiar voice, Cera looked around shakingly. "Li-Littlefoot? Is that you?" At the nod, she relaxed some but was still in a state of shock. "What's going on?! Where are we?! What are we?!"

The longneck turned human placed one finger against her mouth, silencing her. "In order, you should relax as this is only a high school loop. We're both in a high school known as 'Great Valley High' in the town of Great Valley. High school is a place where young humans go to learn stuff and we're both humans this loop."

For some odd reason, Cera felt her cheeks heat as she felt Littlefoot's taller body press against her. "O-oh... Humans, those guys like Tickles, right?"

As Littlefoot smiled and nodded, Cera felt her cheeks heat a bit more. "Right. Now then, remember what I told you about learning a loop's memories?" Once she nodded, Littlefoot took a breath. "I want you to do that right now. It should tell you everything you need to know about this loop."

While she calmed down further, Cera closed her eyes and searched her memories. 'Okay... I'm Cera Threehorn, in 11th Grade, whatever that is. I live with my dad... The Sharptooth was something called a "Serial Killer". And...' Several moments later she opened her eyes with an perplexed expression on her face as she looked up at Littlefoot. "Um... Littlefoot?"

Littlefoot just raised an eyebrow at her. "Yes, Cera?"

Her question caught him off guard. "Why do I have memories of the two of us pressing our mouths together?"

There was silence for a few moments as Littlefoot's face went bright red. "Um... Hoo-boy..."


P.S 4 Shimmer712

"I have taking the ping improvements in a new direction," Ian informed Hammond.

"Oh dear," the older man winced.

"Hey!"

"I've heard the stories," Hammond said pointedly. Ian pouted.

"Okay, but this direction has promise! You know the anchors from the Walled World?"

"Yes, I have encountered them briefly," Hammond said. "Poor things have a truly horrifying baseline."

"Yes, well. One loop, Eren and Armin got in an argument about a ping. Eren thought it was a friend of theirs and Armin thought it was too far off."

"Too far?" Hammond frowned. "But…"

"Yeah, I know. Turns out Armin was right and it was Darth Vader pinging from galaxies away. Turns out that the ping does have a distance thing but it's very, very subtle. As it, you could miss the fact they're far way even in the distance is measured in galaxies. So, for all extents and purposes, the distance thing isn't there. But!" Ian held up a finger triumphantly. "If we can refine the distance part so that it can be more easy detected and identified, that will go a long way in improving the ping, won't it?" The man looked proud himself.

"…So what new ping do you have?" Hammond asked. Ian grinned and activated his new ping.

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Alan was spared a trip to Isla Sorna when he collapsed and did not respond to any stimuli. The Kirbys were quite upset to find that he would be unable to guide them on the quest to rescue their son.

Claire was admitted to hospital after she lost consciousness driving where she underwent brain surgery to ensure that the bleeding inside her skull did not damage her brain.

Owen had to been fished out over the water and been administered CPR before being transferred to hospital.

Eric would have been cursing Ian if he had been conscious. He wasn't and thus was blissfully unaware of the spinosaurus eating him where he had collapsed and fallen from his hiding place.

The staff at the small café Ian and Hammond had been meeting at had been quite confused and alarmed as to why two men suddenly collapsed unconscious and did not reawaken again for several months

All the loopers who had been awake that loop now knew what it felt like to have a sonic boom go off in your head.

It was agreed that the new ping was a failure.


9.7/ I. VII Harry Leferts

Roxy was walking along the lobby of her hotel when she stopped for a moment and blinked. 'Wait just a moment...' Slowly, she turned and stared at something she could swear had not been there before. "... Since when do I have a juice and smoothie bar here?" More then slightly suspicious, Roxy leaned in and blinked at the sight of a familiar long neck cleaning a glass as the GEOM drank a smoothie while he sat on a stool. "Littlefoot? Since when do you have a juice and smoothie bar here?"

With a bright smile, Littlefoot looked up from his spot. "I've been here for a while..." An odd look came over his face. "Didn't you notice before?"

There was silence before Roxy looked around. "Er... no?" Walking in, the T-Rex took a seat and looked at the menu of juices and smoothies above the bar. "I see that someone has been busy."

All Littlefoot did was shrug his shoulders some. "Been to a number of places and started mixing juices... then mixed some herbs with the juices for various tastes. Moved onto smoothies, that sort of thing." He gestured across the lobby to where the Raptor Squad's coffee shop was. "They handle things like coffee and teas, I handle smoothies and juices. It works out pretty well between us. Especially as sometimes they need a little fruit to add to their own drinks."

Intregued, Roxy looked over the menu before what looked like a rather busty blue haired teen came in and sat down. After a moment, Roxy noticed the two bat wings and how her nails were claws. "Hey, Littlefoot."

The long neck nodded after a moment. "Your usual, Kurumu?" At her nod, he leaned back. "CERA! I NEED A MONSTER DOREAN RIGHT NOW FOR A ROSARIO SMOOTHIE!"

Now a little confused, Roxy blinked as she heard swearing from the back area. Then stared as she heard screaming from the back. "What in the name of..."

A moment later, Cera came rushing out with a strange, dorean-like fruit... one with a number of large, fanged mouths and long tongues that was chomping down on her frill. "GET IT OFF! GET IT OFF! OH STARS, IT'S TRYING TO EAT MY BRAINS! GAH! TENTACLES! NO, NO, NO! BAD! BAD EVIL TREESWEET!"

Sighing, Littlefoot grabbed it off his girlfriend as she rushed by and then, before it could react, began to chop it into pieces with a large cleaver he pulled from subspace. "It's not that hard to handle."

Her chest heaving from extertion, Cera got up into Littlefoot's face as he threw the still wiggling chunks into a blender with some other ingrediants. "Littlefoot... I am a teenaged girl dinosaur! That damn thing has tentacles and a taste for flesh!"

Littlefoot just raised an eyebrow as he turned the blender on. "Honestly? The plant itself is worse, not the fruit." Seeing the confusion on Roxy's face, Littlefoot shrugged. "Imagine an demonic animal-plant hybrid that resembles a pitcher plant with jaws that a Megalodon would be envious of. It hides underground and uses the monster doreians as lures for prey before he leaps from the soil and swallows the prey. Found out about it in my first Youkai Academy loop."

For several seconds, Roxy blinked and then slowly nodded. "I see..." She glanced at the menu again and raised a single claw as she watched Littlefoot pour the smoothie out into a cup and hand it to Kurumu. "I'll... have the Caribbean Juice mix I guess... not really in the mood for coffee..."

With a smile, Littlefoot nodded as he got to work. "Coming right up!"


9.8 Garnettfox

"You know...When you mentioned a little do I ah...Wasn't expecting this." Ian remarking jumping a little nervous as a purring Charlie plunked a party hat on his head. It was the man's first awake loop in Jurassic World and the JP loopers decided to have a little dinner together. The other new face Muldoon stared down Echo who held another party hat in her claws.

"Try it and you taste lead." Echo pouted at him "I'm tolerating you and your sisters. Take your victory and leave it." the raptor seemed to mull it over before conceding and plonking it on Grants head on top of his hat.

"What? You where expecting us to have a dinner in the steak house? The girls can't change into human forms at will yet." Owen huffed. "And I'm not leaving them out." Blue flashed him some quick hand signals "Ya it is to bad Hammond's not here, still he'd want us to have fun."

They looked up at a loud whistle Roxanne looking proud at her self a large spread of predominantly meats lay out on a table. "Dig in." The four humans stared at the food as the raptors rushed over curiously looking over everything.

"...Oh for the love of everything safe!" Roxanne huffed "Honestly you think I'm going to poison you?"

"...What is it?" Muldoon frowned recognizing the leg of a sauropod and some small roast creature. The Rex sighed.

"Ok ok, we have whole roast Leaellynasaura, Leg of Brachiosaur with mint dressing, Spinosaur Fillet and Triceratops tartar." Owen shrugged getting up to the disbelieving looks of the other men.

"..What? If it kills us we know not to eat it again. Not like dieing is a huge issue when you think about it." With that he ambled over to help the raptors carve up a Leaellynasaur.

"...This is the weirdest dinner ever." Muldoon rolled his eyes.

"Gee what gave it away? The talking rex or the fact we're eating half of the parks exhibits?"


I. VI Harry Leferts

Cera looked up as she heard the car door open and Littlefoot slid into the drivers seat. With a smile, he handed her a plate with something triangular that her memories told her was food as he also slipped two drinks into cupholders. Raising an eyebrow at her, Littlefoot chuckled a bit which made her glare. "It's not going to bite you, Cera."

Giving him a glare, Cera snorted before she bit into the slice of pizza as beside her, Littlefoot ate his own. After chewing it, the former Three-Horn blinked and looked down at it. "Huh... This 'Pizza' stuff isn't half-bad."

With a shake of his head, Littlefoot swallowed. "Didn't your loop memories tell you that?"

Uncomfortable, Cera grunted. "I'm still getting used to them... It's not that easy you know!"

All Littlefoot did was nod as he sipped his drink. "I know." Reaching out, he grasped Cera's shoulder. "Hey, it's no big deal, it'll come easier with time."

To his surprise, Cera just put her slice onto a plate before she placed her head in her hands. "That's it, Littlefoot! This? This isn't my life! I'm living some other Cera's life! And you're living some other Littlefoot's life!"

There was silence before Littlefoot sighed and ran a hand through his short cut hair. "Cera... Not really. I actually got to talk to our, what did Roxy call it again? Right, Admin. Anyways, they were busy and I had gone through some loops already, including a human one. You know what she said?" Slowly, Cera looked over at him. "According to her, we're still living our lives. We just suddenly had a bunch of memories added."

For a few moments, Cera thought this over before she finally nodded. "I guess you might be right..." It was then that she spotted this loop's version of Ducky and Petrie sitting together and every once in a while giving the other a kiss as they ate. A mischievous idea then arose in her mind as she looked at Littlefoot. "So... From what I remember, we're courting each other this loop, right?"

Not paying much attention, Littlefoot nodded as he picked up his pizza slice to continue eating. "Yeah, we're boyfriend and girlfriend this loop, that's the basic description."

Having bitten her own slice, Cera swallowed and looked at him with a him with a small smirk as she watched him take a big bite. "So... When do we become mates then? Or are humans that different?" Littlefoot went red in the face as he began to choke. "Something the matter, Littlefoot?"

As he pounded his chest, Littlefoot turned toward her. "What the heck, Cera?! How could you ask that?!"

Slowly raising an eyebrow as she crossed one arm across her chest, Cera snorted. "What? I'm pretty sure that for a female human, I'm pretty good looking."

Staring at her, Littlefoot went red in the face and began to sputter. "I-I-I... That is... Me... You..."

Internally Cera was laughing at the expressions on Littlefoot's face as well as how red he was getting. 'Finally! About time it as his turn to get flustered and confused...'


9.9 Wildrook

"What in Sam Hill..." a voice muttered, looking around the area. "This isn't Duel Academy...what am I doing here?"

A young man in a yellow jacket and bandanna was looking around the area, confused. Yes, he was on an island, but this wasn't Japan.

"Okay, Private," he muttered to himself, "you're not on Duel Academy, so you're probably AWOL right now. All I have to do is find my way back to the ship and meet up with the Sarge again, figuring out why I'm not preparing for my final year. Or at least Private Flannigan."

Unknown to him, he had bumped into someone in a hat.

"Oh, sorry about that..." he said. "I'm a little lost at the moment."

"It's no problem. Although you don't look like one of our usual workers. Where are you from?"

"Uh, Japan." The old man just gave him a look. "Something wrong, Sir?"

"You're way off from Japan. This set of islands is miles from Costa Rica."

That struck the younger man in surprise. "I'm WHERE!?" he yelled. "That can't be right. I was supposed to prepare for my final year at Duel Academy!"

"Calm down. There's a perfectly logical explanation for all this if your story checks out. Although...you never told me your name."

The young man was embarrassed. "Sorry," he said. "I tend to take being away from where I'm supposed to go very hard. My name's Tyranno Hassleberry, by the way."

"John Hammond," the older man replied. "And...it's funny. Your name fits the theme of the park in question...or rather, what would be the park if someone didn't ruin it by stealing DNA."

It then dawned on Tyranno just WHERE he ended up. "Wait...Hammond? But...that can't be right. Aren't you..."

John chuckled. "That's part of the explanation I'm planning to give you," he said. "You see, there's this Tree known as Yggdrasil..."


9.10 Pixal the Square

Dipper slammed the door behind him as he ran inside the shack. He fell back against the door, catching his breath. Mabel turned to him.

"Sup bro?"

"Mabel, there's a T. Rex out there!"

"Didn't we leave one of those in that mine shaft?"

"No, it wasn't that one. This one was talking, Mabel, talking!"

"Pfff, you probably just imagined it."

"I didn't! Here, look!"

Dipper threw the door open to reveal a T. Rex staring them down. He immediately shut the door before it could enter. Not that it mattered for moments later there was a hole in the wall, with the T. Rex standing in it. Dipper screamed out,

"Please! Don't eat us!"

Mabel looked up in awe as it replied.

"Eat you? I don't like the taste of humans... I'm Roxanne, or Roxy for short."

Dipper relaxed and scratched his head.

"So wait, you're one of those 'loopers' right? I'm Dipper Pines, and this is Mabel, my twin sister."

Mabel approached Roxy, still in wonder of the majestic creature before her.

"You're so pretty..."

She then almost absent-mindedly produced a sticker book from her Pocket and selected an appropriate one and placed it on Roxy as high up as she could manage.

On the sticker was a cute version of a T. Rex with the caption "You're Ext-Roar-dinary" in all caps on it.


9.1 She's a surprisingly good tailor.

9.2 Does anyone even like the gherkins?

9.3 DNA Roulette, Owen got this round

I. V Sharknado nuff said.

7.2 Nuking island=Baaaaaad

9.4 The sniper often switches with Muldoon and the other way around. They don't care their drinking buddys.

9.5 Ben Ten aliens are getting weird.

9.6 Delta strongly identifys only as a female, Even if she's male in a loop you risk angry Raptor to the face if you call a boy.

I. VI LittleCera is a thing in the loops.

9.7/ I. VII Tentacles and females don't mix...unless it's consensual.

9.8 Roxy cooks other dinosaurs...Including the I. Rex, Raptors (not the squad) and other Rexes.

I. VI Cera need's a little reassurance.

9.9 Welcome to the Loops Hassleberry!

9.10 The main reason she doesn't eat people, it's rude and we taste like crap.