1 The Two Strangers
…*sighs* Do I really need to say it? PG
2 CHAPTER SEVEN: Fossil Cats and Dogs
Amber led the group through the hall, down the stairs, and into the theater. She walked to the back and opened a wide doorway. The gang followed her and was amazed to find…
"It's the skate park!" Otto exclaimed.
Indeed it was the skate park. There were bowls, ramps, railing- everything that you'd expect to find. In addition to all this, though, the large crates they had seen the day before were on platforms.
Amber smiled and looked at the gang. "You said you'd help me, right?" she asked. "Your help gets this park closer to completion, and the sooner it's complete, the sooner it will be open to the public."
Reggie nodded. "Sure I'll help," she agreed. "I'd like to see this skate park finished soon."
Though Sam was tired, he was willing to help out. "Well, if you show me how, I'll do whatever I can." He said.
Unlike Reggie and Sam, Otto and Twister weren't really in the helping mood- they were more in the skateboarding mood. "Well, we got to go," Otto said, slowly moving towards the door with Twister. "Reggie, Squid, we'll catch you later at Mad Town."
Amber sighed. "Okay," she said, looking over to Reggie and Sam. "Just so you two know- if we get enough done today, I'll let you skate around later."
With that one word- skate- Otto and Twister ran over to Amber's aid. If they could skateboard, bike, or roller-blade in, on, or around it, they'd definitely help out.
"Well, it's nice to see you two lending a helping hand," Amber noticed. "This wouldn't have anything to do with the skateboarding thing, would it?"
Twister replied, "Of course it d-"
Otto covered Twister's mouth, cutting him off. "Of course not!" he lied smoothly. "What ever gave you that idea?"
"Oh, I don't know," Amber said as she watched Reggie roll her eyes. "Let's just say I had a hint or two."
In any case, Amber walked over to a big toolbox and pulled out three crowbars. She turned to the gang and said, "Let's get to work."
About an hour later, most of the boxes were opened and the kids were assigned a few skeletons. Otto and Reggie were setting up a pride of Sabertooth Cats, Twister and Sam were positioning a pack of Dire Wolves, and Amber was working on the legs of a Mastodon.
Otto groaned as he placed a Sabertooth Cat skull on the corresponding beast's neck. "How much longer?" he complained. All he wanted to do since the minute he started was skateboard; he didn't ask for this torture… well, actually, he did, but he didn't know it would be torture until now.
"As soon as at least half of those Sabertooth skeletons are up, Otto," Amber replied as she set the Mastodon's front left shinbone in place, "then, and only then, can you skate."
Otto looked at the Sabertooth skeletons: three finished, nine remaining. Reggie was busy setting up the fourth one.
Otto sighed as he began building up the fifth one. "This stinks on ice." He complained.
Twister looked at Otto from across the room. "Hey, at least you don't have to deal with all of these," he pointed out, holding up a dire wolf skull. "There must be a thousand of these!"
Sam shook his head. "Actually, Twister," he disagreed, "there are only fifteen dire wolves here."
"Fifteen?!" Twister exclaimed. "We'll never get to skate!"
Sam observed all of the standing dire wolf skeletons. "We're closer than you think," he said, smiling. "We have six skeletons up. Only one more and we're ready to skate."
Twister turned to Sam. "What are you waiting for, Squid?!" he said, trying to hurry Sam along. "Let's get this thing built already!"
Otto groaned. He didn't want to do this- he wanted to skateboard with Twister!
Reggie attached the tail vertebrae to the pelvis of a Sabertooth skeleton she was working on, finishing the beast's complex bone structure. "Hey, Otto," she called to her brother, "these skeletons aren't going to build themselves! You want to skate or not?"
That last comment was enough to push Otto to get started setting up one more Sabertooth skeleton. As he was connecting the different leg bones, he caught scent of a foul-smelling stench…
Quickly, Otto cupped his hands over his nose and mouth. "Oh, man!" he wailed. "What is that?!"
Everyone stared at Otto momentarily… at least, until they caught scent of it. Soon, the entire room was filled with the noxious gas.
"What is that?" Reggie asked.
"I think it's a stink bomb!" Amber replied.
Twister had just thought of something- he knew someone who used stink bombs for torture, and that someone was…
"Lars!" he exclaimed.
…*sighs* Do I really need to say it? PG
2 CHAPTER SEVEN: Fossil Cats and Dogs
Amber led the group through the hall, down the stairs, and into the theater. She walked to the back and opened a wide doorway. The gang followed her and was amazed to find…
"It's the skate park!" Otto exclaimed.
Indeed it was the skate park. There were bowls, ramps, railing- everything that you'd expect to find. In addition to all this, though, the large crates they had seen the day before were on platforms.
Amber smiled and looked at the gang. "You said you'd help me, right?" she asked. "Your help gets this park closer to completion, and the sooner it's complete, the sooner it will be open to the public."
Reggie nodded. "Sure I'll help," she agreed. "I'd like to see this skate park finished soon."
Though Sam was tired, he was willing to help out. "Well, if you show me how, I'll do whatever I can." He said.
Unlike Reggie and Sam, Otto and Twister weren't really in the helping mood- they were more in the skateboarding mood. "Well, we got to go," Otto said, slowly moving towards the door with Twister. "Reggie, Squid, we'll catch you later at Mad Town."
Amber sighed. "Okay," she said, looking over to Reggie and Sam. "Just so you two know- if we get enough done today, I'll let you skate around later."
With that one word- skate- Otto and Twister ran over to Amber's aid. If they could skateboard, bike, or roller-blade in, on, or around it, they'd definitely help out.
"Well, it's nice to see you two lending a helping hand," Amber noticed. "This wouldn't have anything to do with the skateboarding thing, would it?"
Twister replied, "Of course it d-"
Otto covered Twister's mouth, cutting him off. "Of course not!" he lied smoothly. "What ever gave you that idea?"
"Oh, I don't know," Amber said as she watched Reggie roll her eyes. "Let's just say I had a hint or two."
In any case, Amber walked over to a big toolbox and pulled out three crowbars. She turned to the gang and said, "Let's get to work."
About an hour later, most of the boxes were opened and the kids were assigned a few skeletons. Otto and Reggie were setting up a pride of Sabertooth Cats, Twister and Sam were positioning a pack of Dire Wolves, and Amber was working on the legs of a Mastodon.
Otto groaned as he placed a Sabertooth Cat skull on the corresponding beast's neck. "How much longer?" he complained. All he wanted to do since the minute he started was skateboard; he didn't ask for this torture… well, actually, he did, but he didn't know it would be torture until now.
"As soon as at least half of those Sabertooth skeletons are up, Otto," Amber replied as she set the Mastodon's front left shinbone in place, "then, and only then, can you skate."
Otto looked at the Sabertooth skeletons: three finished, nine remaining. Reggie was busy setting up the fourth one.
Otto sighed as he began building up the fifth one. "This stinks on ice." He complained.
Twister looked at Otto from across the room. "Hey, at least you don't have to deal with all of these," he pointed out, holding up a dire wolf skull. "There must be a thousand of these!"
Sam shook his head. "Actually, Twister," he disagreed, "there are only fifteen dire wolves here."
"Fifteen?!" Twister exclaimed. "We'll never get to skate!"
Sam observed all of the standing dire wolf skeletons. "We're closer than you think," he said, smiling. "We have six skeletons up. Only one more and we're ready to skate."
Twister turned to Sam. "What are you waiting for, Squid?!" he said, trying to hurry Sam along. "Let's get this thing built already!"
Otto groaned. He didn't want to do this- he wanted to skateboard with Twister!
Reggie attached the tail vertebrae to the pelvis of a Sabertooth skeleton she was working on, finishing the beast's complex bone structure. "Hey, Otto," she called to her brother, "these skeletons aren't going to build themselves! You want to skate or not?"
That last comment was enough to push Otto to get started setting up one more Sabertooth skeleton. As he was connecting the different leg bones, he caught scent of a foul-smelling stench…
Quickly, Otto cupped his hands over his nose and mouth. "Oh, man!" he wailed. "What is that?!"
Everyone stared at Otto momentarily… at least, until they caught scent of it. Soon, the entire room was filled with the noxious gas.
"What is that?" Reggie asked.
"I think it's a stink bomb!" Amber replied.
Twister had just thought of something- he knew someone who used stink bombs for torture, and that someone was…
"Lars!" he exclaimed.
