Disclaimer: Jimmy Neutron is used without permission, but is copyrighted DNA Production Studios, Inc., and Nickelodeon. Jurassic Park is also used without permission, but is copyrighted to Michael Crichton, 1990-1993. I take no ownership of either.
The slow, monotonous drone of the engine buzzed in everyone's ears as the Land Cruisers drove slowly along their electrical track, heading to an ominous arch, in which a giant pair of wooden double doors slowly creaked open to admit them in. Cindy, Jimmy, Lex, Tim, and Mr. Gennaro were in the first car, while Dr. Grant, Dr. Sattler, and Dr. Malcolm were in the other. Carl, Sheen, and Libby had stayed behind, feeling that they didn't have the energy or the ambition to join their two friends.
As Lex and Cindy chatted controversially, Jimmy and Tim debated dinosaur skeletons' and some of the more recent attempted hoaxes concerning dinosaur skeletons. Jimmy found talking to Tim come naturally, and although he wasn't very much interested in dinosaurs himself, he knew quite a bit about them, seeing as how they were a part of science. Studying the life-forms before humans and trying to determine how they acted based on what kind of fossilized material was found in their digestive tracts and how their bones were positioned. In fact, the way a raptor's build was it suggested high speed, even for a biped, because it was known that the same structure was found in ostriches, and they were able to run around cheetah speed.
Smartness among dinosaurs was another thing. The brain cavity of a velociraptor suggested high intelligence, almost as high as homo sapiens, possibly even higher; however, the brain cavity of a rex was very minimal, giving the impression of a fairly fast, however rather dumb, giant predatory beast.
Lex and Cindy were discussing baseball on the other side of the Cruiser. Cindy was recounting the Retroville 9's little episode. When Cindy mentioned what Jimmy had said, Lex craned her neck around Cindy to look at Jimmy, who's back was turned to the pair of them.
"He's a genius, you say?" she asked, musing this new piece of information. "No wonder he was so heated with Dr. Malcolm. Although, he doesn't really look very smart…"
Cindy nodded and laughed. "Most of the time he isn't. He gets us into stupid life-threatening situations quite often."
Donald Gennaro just sat listening to the blend of eager child chatter, a headache brewing.
As the cars slowed down for the upcoming stretch of electrical fence, a voice could be heard over the speakers of both Cruisers'.
As the man over the speakers announced that they had come to a pen of Hypsilophodonts, Jimmy and Timothy whirled around to face the girls' side of the car, ignoring the two females who gave them a disgusted look and went back to talking.
However, there were none to be seen. The screen on the dashboard of the car beeped, and it showed pictures of the Hypsies in the trees. Unmoving.
"Boooriiiiing…" Lex mumbled, shaking her head at the viewscreen monitor. One hypsie wiggled, but only slightly.
"They can easily be attracted with a simple mating call," said the man, and a speaker atop a fence pole gave a loud, long nasal-type call. Five or six dull greenish heads popped up out of the tall grass, one by one.
The effect was so comical that Tim laughed; Jimmy smiled, but it lasted for only a few minutes. The heads disappeared, and the speakers gave the call again; the heads popped up again, in the same exact order.
The screen on the dashboard's monitor shifted up higher, to show some greenish-brownish dinosaurs. "That's othnielia," Jimmy and Tim said together in unison. The girls gave them both disgusted looks. They both just shrugged.
The announcer said, "The small animals you see are othnielia, in honor of the nineteenth-century dinosaur hunter Othneil Marsh of Yale."
Just then Hammond's clearing-of-the-throat noise came over the speaker loudly, followed by a horrible screeching of a microphone. Hammond cleared his throat again, and apologized.
"Ah-hem, sorry about that. The voice you've been hearing is Richard Kylie. We spared no expense." Malcolm in the other car rolled his eyes. Always sparing no expense, that Hammond. One of these days Chaos was going to get back at him…
Watching the Land Cruisers slowly trail along on a videoscreen monitor were Sheen, Carl, and Libby, inside the control room with everybody else that wasn't going on the tour. They figured that they didn't need to go on a long, possibly boring, car trip.
They'd let Jimmy and Cindy have fun.
As Jimmy and Cindy began to squabble, Libby sighed. "Why do they always fight?" she asked with a tiny, hinting smile. Libby was the only one who really had any idea of the relationship between her two friends.
Carl and Sheen's palms went directly to their chins'. They pondered this in silence for several minutes. Libby curled her lip. "Y'know what? Just forget it."
Jimmy and Cindy's tinny little voices were still having a row at each other, their voices rising by the minute. However, Libby had indefinitely tuned them out with her headphones that she had produced from her pocket, jamming to a new mix-master CD.
Sheen was now sitting across from Robert Muldoon, the park's game warden from Kenya, staring at him. Muldoon just stared back, blinking.
"…"
"…"
"What is it, kid?" Muldoon finally burst, unable to take it any longer.
"Nothing…" Sheen said slyly. Muldoon groaned and made a little gesture to a bewildered Sheen.
Donald Gennaro couldn't take it any longer. "SHUT UP!" he screeched at the two bickering eleven-year-olds in the back seat. They both squeaked and shut their mouths. Cindy exchanged a long glance with Jimmy before they quietly stared out their respective windows.
As they rolled past the peaceful chicken-sized herbivore's pen, they came to another pen entirely.
"And directly below is our Mesozoic jungle river-where, if you are lucky, you just may catch a glimpse of this very rare carnivore. Keep your eyes peeled, everyone!" Everyone jumped at the sound of the voice over the speakers.
Inside the Land Cruiser, the screens showed a bird-like head topped with a flaming red crest. But everyone in Tim's car was looking out the windows. The car was driving along a high ridge, overlooking a fast-moving river below. The river was almost enclosed by dense foliage on both sides.
"there they are now," said the voice. "The animals you see are called dilophosaurus."
Despite what the recording said, the kids only saw one. The dilophosaur crouched on its hind legs by the river, drinking. It was built on the basic carnivore pattern, with a heavy tail, strong hind limbs, and a long neck. Its ten-foot-tall body was spotted yellow and black, like a leopard.
But it was the head that held Jimmy's attention. Two broad curving crests ran along the top of the head from the eyes to the nose. The crests met in the center, making a V shape above the dinosaur's head. The crests had red and black stripes, reminiscent of a parrot or toucan. The animal gave a soft hooting cry, like an owl.
"They're pretty," Lex said.
"Dilophosaurus," the tape said, "is one of the earliest carnivorous dinosaurs. Scientists thought their jaw muscles were too weak to kill pray, and imagined they were primarily scavengers. But we now know they are poisonous."
"Hey." Tim grinned. "All right."
Cindy and Lex gave him disgusted looks. "How can you like something that's poisonous?"
Jimmy and Tim exchanged grins.
Again the distinctive hooting call of the dilophosaur drifted across the afternoon air towards them.
"Along with such living reptiles as the Gila monster and rattlesnakes, Dilophosaurus secretes a hematotoxin from glands in its mouth. Unconsciousness follows within minutes of a bite. The dinosaur will then finish the victim off at its leisure-making Dilophosaurus a beautiful but deadly addition to Jurassic Park."
The Land Cruiser turned a corner, leaving the river behind. Tim and Jimmy looked back, both hoping for one last glimpse of the dilophosaur. The park was turning out to be pretty good; they had poisonous dinosaurs, after all.
A/N: Weehoo. What fun. I love the book Jurassic Park, and I love the show Jimmy Neutron, so I thought I'd put them together.
The whole Malcolm/Jimmy/Chaos thing just popped into my head. Jimmy doesn't really seem to be the type that relates to unpredictability; after all, he never seems worried about his inventions. And while I do believe partly in Chaos theory myself, I still don't believe that everything is unpredictable. After all, if you plug in your TV, but you don't have that many things plugged in, numerous unpredictable things could happen. A thunderstorm could start, you might accidentally overload the circuits and give your house a blackout, or your neighborhood, or your city –
…Okay, okay. I'll stop. Geez. …Oh, hey wait… that is unpredictability… -Bonks herself on the head-
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