DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN JURASSIC PARK OR JURASSIC WORLD THEY BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS.

A/n: Whew that last chapter was HELL to write but it had to be done. Thanks to everyone for their support in helping me out. Youtube and Discord have helped a lot when it came to coming up with ideas for the last chapter.

So anyhow we will be YES going back to the Grady's since people kept bugging me about it. So this is what happens when you let an Archeopteryx loose on the population. Hehehehehehehe

ALAN'S DINOSAURS

Chapter 29: Prehysteria Part One

GRADY RESIDENCE

Owen Grady sat there eating his breakfast. Eggs, toast, and some bacon for starters helps him to prepare for the day.

"Alright kids time to get going, Owen you got your stuff?" she said.

"Right here mom and yes I made sure Frankie is not in it this time," he said referring to their latest guest.

As if knowing someone is talking about him Frankie made his appearance flying into the kitchen. Ruby the Grady's dog sat down quietly when Frankie landed. She had learned her lesson when the archeopteryx bit her a few days ago.

Frankie then walked up to her sideways. Ruby eyed him with caution as he came to her and nipped her causing her to yelp and run from the room. Hopping after her Frankie used it as an excuse to cause havoc. Using that as a distraction Owen rushed into the family van. Already Richard was waiting for them while Jessica was grabbing Frankie and putting him in a bird cage.

The Archeopteryx was not amused at being put in the cage. But the Grady's didn't trust him to not destroy their house. Unlike Alan's house which was built around the dinosaurs. The Grady's home is just like any other house on their street. Built to modern standards and being closer to a suburban neighborhood made it appropriate.

So the small ranch they owned is built for more modern animals. However in case Alan has to leave town the Grady's often have to take care of the dinosaurs on their own property. Thankfully the dinosaurs were familiar enough with their smaller ranch that they tend to stay near the area.

There are only a few who leave.

Frankie is one of them.

The Archeopteryx waited till the Grady's left and then reached out with his claw to the lock. Using his large eye he was able to see what sort of lock does he have to pick. Seeing the key padlock means that Frankie has to think of other ways to get out. Looking down at the cage flood he noticed that they too had padlocks on them.

He eyed them for a bit observing how to best escape. He hated cages and this was no exception. He then moved around the cage looking for a way out. He then looked up to see something on the corner.

THERE!

Flying up to a corner of the cage Frankie saw a break in his water bowl! The bowl was like any other bird water bowl. Frankie knew this cage well…..

Hanging upside down he looked down at the water bowl. Cocking his head he studied it a bit before nudging it and then knocking it from its place. He then eyed the cage hinges where the water bowl goes.

Perfect.

MEANWHILE

Owen sighed as he stepped off from his family van towards his school. Already the other kids who had returned two weeks ago to class greeted him. Owen was more then glad for some normalcy to return to him. As he walked further down the hallways he was well aware that some of the other kids were laughing at him. Sure Owen loves dinosaurs and animals in general but his overweight appearance makes it hard to blend in at school. He had been having trouble even before going on vacation for Christmas.

"Hey look the Pilsbury Dough boy is back!" said one boy as he laughed at Owen.

Owen glared at him and continued walking towards his locker. Opening it up and putting his things in, it suddenly slammed shut and the face of Owen's nightmares appeared.

David Gregson is the top jock at the school that Owen goes to. He is head of the football team and an all around bully. Being that this is a Junior and High School combined campus Owen was stuck seeing him.

"Well, well what do we have here? If it isn't Owe me Great things? So Owe Me it seems as if you need some escorts to class," he said. Owen tried to move away but the bullies friends blocked his path.

"I said you could use an escort don't you," he said his voice more forceful and his breath rotten to match. Owen tried his hardest not to throw up at the smell and raised one of his beefy hands to swat the smell away.

"Ah lookie he is going to slap me I'm scared," he said pushing Owen and causing him to fall.

The other students laughed at him as David walked away leaving Owen on the ground and struggling to get up. Not even one day back at school and already he was the pinnacle of people's ridicule.

The bell suddenly rang and Owen had to hurry to his first class. Coming into the class he immediately pulled out a folder containing his homework that he had to finish. Putting it onto the desk the teacher nodded while Owen took his seat near the door. He sighed as he looked towards the chalk board.

Suddenly something hit him from the back of his head and laughter could be heard. Owen sighed….it was going to be a long day.

MEANWHILE AT THE GRADY HOME

Frankie was more then ecstatic by the amount of cockroaches in this little box. He sniffed them out a while back and wanted them for himself. As he sniffed her also smelled the other animal there. Feathers fluffing out in warning he hissed at the only other occupant in the house.

Ruby the dog barked a few times but when Frankie puffed up she immediately backed away and hid. Frankie was not one to mess with as many would learn. The archeopteryx was more then happy to dig out the box and tear into the tasty cockroaches.

There was a sticky substance that held the cockroaches in place but that didn't stop him from getting the fresh tasty ones. He just left the parts that were stuck onto the glue trap. Frankie then looked around for something else to occupy his time.

MEANWHILE

Richard came home and just as he walked up he felt that something was not right. Normally he would take his lunches at home to make sure the house was in one piece.

What he did not expect was his home to be nearly destroyed by one very excited Archeopteryx.

Frankie was busy chasing after a bug when Richard snatched the small insectivore out of the air. Frankie struggled as Richard held him and dragged him towards the cage in the living room.

The cage was thankfully intact but that was how Richard saw the hole.

Smart bastard, he thought as he opened the door and put Frankie back in. Taking another lock he made sure that all the areas were secured so Frankie could not get out. The smaller dinosaur tried to claw at Richard. But Richard was not amused, "Really Frankie you little shit now I have to clean up after you," he said and luckily for him the damage was not extensive. Only minor trash was around the house. Frankie it seems does not like the food that was put into the cage. Suits him looks like he would have to put live roaches into the cage next time.

As Richard went back to work Frankie waited till he was gone. Looking at his escape route he was annoyed that it was blocked. He fluttered around the cage clearly annoyed and screeched his annoyance. Ruffling his feathers he moved around climbing upon the cage walls. Clearly Frankie was annoyed at the cage and wanted out. Cocking his head at a rapid rate and looking around with his large eyes Frankie was not one to be denied.

He looked around further still till at last he saw something. Frankie is not highly intelligent for nothing!

Looking down he spotted a break in the door. The lock was clearly in place that much Frankie knew but no one told him about the seems in the side.

Or underneath….

OWEN

Owen was not having a good day. Already he turned in all his assignments but the insistence of David and his goons to pick on Owen was getting worse. He just wished they would stop bullying him.

Entering the cafeteria he went down the line to pick up his food. As soon as he got to his table he felt something splat on his face. The amount of laughter that came from it was tremendous.

"Hey Owen just ignore them," said the voice in front of him.

Owen just smiled forcefully at one of his few good friends. Norman Wilks is a large kid just like Owen. He currently is stuffing his face with food that not only came from the cafeteria, but food he snuck in from home. Pastries and candies of all sorts were stuffed into his bag. Owen and two of his other friends also gagged at the sight of their friend stuffing his face.

Owen looked down at his meager portions. Bread, potatoes, veggies were all on the plate along with a carton of milk and some fruit. Sighing Owen stared at his plate but not before something else hit it.

The people across were laughing at him and Owen glared before going back to what was his plate. Looking down he realized that his plate was ruined with whatever stuff they shot him with. Getting up he went to throw out his plate and realized that his clothes smelled.

The others in the lunch line quickly moved away from him as he walked towards the bathroom.

"Hey Owen you alright?" Norman said as he came in. Owen sighed as he looked himself in the mirror.

"Why do they always pick on me Norman?" he asked his large friend.

"I don't know Owen. If it makes you feel better last week Friday Mathias and Brock shoved me into the lockers in the gym. They then put ants into my pants and left me there." Norman said.

"How the fuck did they get you into the locker?" asked Owen.

"A lot of work trust me you can ask Coach Ryan if you don't believe me," Norman replied.

"Owen are you alright?" said another voice this one belonging to a girl and she spoke from the door.

"He's alright Amanda just shaken from that crap," he said.

"Yeah luckily I had extra clothes inside my locker," Owen replied.

"Yeah bet your parents are not going to like that one," Norman said to him.

"Yeah," Owen said as he once again went back out into the school hallway with his friends. Two of which were guarding the door to the boy's bathroom. The bell rang signaling the end of lunch which meant that they had to go back to class. Owen was stuck going to gym glass his least favorite.

What I would give to see the looks on their faces when they meet my friends, Owen thought to himself as he entered the locker rooms. It was at that thought that he missed Dr. Grant's influence. Last he heard he was still on Isla Sorna helping out the dinosaurs there.

I hope he is ok, Owen thought to himself as he changed and walked out.

A FEW HOURS LATER

The van pulled up into the Grady's home and Owen stepped out with Maria. His little sister was coughing and that meant that she was sick again. Jessica insisted that Owen go into the house while she put his sister to bed. The five year old was coughing quite a lot and Owen hopes that the events of the past few weeks hadn't given her a cold.

As he gotten into the house he stopped in his tracks.

"MOM!" he shouted.

TWO HOURS LATER

Frankie was sitting on top of his cage and he was looking rather smug. The archeopteryx was busy eating a moth that he had caught flying around in the house. Owen, Jessica and Richard did not look happy.

"Now I know why Alan calls him 'Little Shit,'" Richard stated.

"Dear we all knew the risks when we brought him here. We can't take him out it would be a disaster," Jessica said.

"I know without the rest of his family to keep this little shit in line….oh God help us," Richard stated.

"I think...forget it he obviously doesn't like the cage," Jessica said.

"It is too small for him," Owen stated.

"What do you mean sweetie?" asked Jessica.

"Dr. Grant once told me that Frankie likes to wonder around he is highly intelligent so we need to treat him like a very smart bird," Owen replied.

"Raven proof?" Richard said to Jessica.

"Raven proof," Jessica replied.

LATER THAT NIGHT

Frankie was sleeping on Owen's bed while Owen was busy doing his homework. The soft snores of the small dinosaur were enough to sooth Owen of his troubled day at school. The door quietly opened to see Richard there at the door. Ruby was sleeping in her bed which for Richard was a huge thing. He spotted Owen listening to his headphones pencil scraping away at his homework.

"Owen is everything alright?" he asked his son.

"It's fine dad what's up?" Owen asked Richard as the older Grady walked into the room. He put down his headphones so he and his father could talk.

"I saw that you wore different clothes when we picked you up. Care to explain what happened to your original clothes?" Richard said.

Owen sighed as he put his pencil down and fully turned to his father, "Look I gotten food all over my clothes its no big deal," Owen tried to downgrade it but Richard is not convinced.

"Owen is there something you are not telling me?" he asked.

"Nothing is wrong dad I'm fine I swear it!" Owen said.

Richard is not convinced as he walked out but not before ruffling Owen's head, "You know we love you and we only want what's best for you right?" he said.

"Yes dad," Owen replied.

"Good night son remember bed time is at ten don't forget that," Richard stated as he left watching Owen put back on his headphones.

As he walked out he spotted Jessica cleaning up the kitchen. Well out of earshot of Owen since his son was busy listening to music.

"How is he?" Jessica stated.

"Not well, he lied to my face Jess. I think he is dealing with bullies and that can't be a good thing," Richard replied.

"How do you know that?" Jessica asked.

"I grew up in a drug family remember? I know the signs of drug use. In this case it is bullying I can tell and he needs to do something about it," Richard replied.

"What can he do? Does he even see the guidance councilor?" Jessica said.

"I don't know, the school hasn't said anything." Richard replied.

Jessica huffed, "If they can't recognize a sign of bullying then I will have to give them a call. He has been like this before we left and when we came back. It is as if someone is picking on my son and if that were the case I will have to talk to their parents!" Richard had to agree with his wife. Owen has been bullied ever since he started middle school. Whoever is bullying him made sure he stayed quiet. It is not like their son to refuse talking to his parents.

Richard then hugged his wife and held her, "No matter what happens we will get through this for his sake," he said and kissing her cheek. Jessica put her hands over his but her expression is still one of worry.

THREE DAYS LATER

Owen walked through the hallways of school once again. His friends greeted him at the door to the school building.

"Hey Owen did you finish Mr. Salinski's science report?" asked Norman.

Owen shrugged before handing him the assignment. Norman does his own homework but the two boys are often seen comparing notes.

That is until someone came and took those notes.

"Hey!" Owen shouted at another boy whom he had known in his own class as one of David's friends.

"Thanks for the notes Grady I am sure they will come in handy!" he said laughing and walking away. Owen stamped his food and was going to go after him. But Norman got in the way.

"Let it go man!" he said and Owen shrugged him off wanting to hit him. Only for the bully to push someone else down before walking off laughing.

"Hey fat shit enjoying the winter days," said a voice and Owen wanted to strangle David for his insistent bullying. He was going to rush him when Norman once again held him back.

"Let's go before we are late," he said to Owen.

Both large boys rushed towards their class just as the bell was about to ring.

MEANWHILE

Frankie was once again in his cage. This time the cage was a lot stronger then normal.

And he was in the attic where he won't be destroying the house. Luckily there were plenty of live bugs for him to munch on. Seeing this Frankie made a habit of using his claws to bait the floor for cockroaches. Sticking his talons out he managed to catch insects that came crawling in.

however right now he was no longer hungry. In fact he ate a rather tasty black spider that made its way towards his cage. Looking down he spotted the corner of the cage.

And an opportunity.

Frankie had one really good talent and that was an escape artist. With years of practice he flew down to the bottom of the cage. Studying the edges he came to realize something and with that he flew up towards his door. Slowly he reached out a claw and began to pick at the nail that held the lock to his cage.

MEANWHILE

"Mr. Grady I'm sorry but I will have to fail you for your assignment." Owen's Math Teacher said to him as he looked down at his desk. His mind seethed as his teacher reminded him of his, 'lack of adequate work,' while at the same time praising the boys behind him.

Owen had been a very bright kid and enjoyed passing all his tests. However his assignments and his test scores had dropped in the years due to being 'caught' cheating on his test. In actuality Owen was trying to prevent his test from being seen by anyone who was not Norman.

Norman also had similar problems as he could not turn in his homework. On the other hand the very person who had stolen his homework was getting straight A's in class. Owen was not happy at all. He looked down at his paper for his parents and sighed. He had done all of his homework and even his dad knew but….

He turned his head towards the paper in front of him and looked down glumly.

GRADY HOME

After nearly an hour the nail fell and the door opened slowly.

Frankie cocked his head looking out of his cage. Flapping his wings to the edge of the door he looked around before ticking his tail. Leaping down he looking around sniffing at the dusty attic. Sniffing around still he came to the door.

The door would not move since the Grady's locked it but Frankie was clever. He flew around the room looking for a way down into the main house again.

It was then that he noticed the window and the faint sunlight pouring in from outside.

There!

He went there and found the latch for the window. It was just like the latches on some of the windows he had seen before. Using his snout he gently nudged the latch. Not getting a good angle he climbed onto the side of the window onto some boxes. Chittering to himself he cocked his head before looking down.

There was some brown spots on the otherwise polished metal. When Frankie nudged it again it moved a little just not a lot. Frankie nudged it again a little harder till it finally came out. The latch fell and the window swung open. That left Frankie staring into the landscape beyond the house. Flying out to a nearby tree he cocked his head around to see the neighborhood beyond.

Ticking his tail he looked around to see if he could spot anything of interest. There was a bit of land to cover as he flew around the neighborhood. There were a few houses which to Frankie was one too many. The ranch he lived on had no-one for miles, but this one was smaller. He knew the Grady's home by heart since he had been here before with the others.

Now there is only he and Frankie was adamant about looking around for anything or anyone familiar. Flying around he looked around the neighborhood that he knew and then looked around for Owen since he always has the treats.

OWEN

It was first recess and Owen sat there looking glumly at his folder. He would have to do some extra credit to make up for the bad grade on his homework. As he was working someone bumped into him.

"Hey Grady thanks for the notes," the boy said and Owen glared.

"Ah look the fat kid is angry. Hey Grady why don't you share some of your science homework with us. I am sure Mr. Lawson will enjoy the theories of dinosaurs that we have," the boy laughed.

Owen flipped him off when his back was turned.

"Ignore him Owen he is nothing but a bully," said one of Owen's few female friends Kylie Macerson. She sat across from both boys her braids were pronounced as she wrote down a few notes. Her dark skin and hazel eyes shown beneath a pair of glasses. She then took a few more notes down before closing her book.

"How can I ignore him when he takes my notes and my homework and copies it to turn in. Then I find my stuff in the trash shredded," Owen complained.

"We know Owen we just can't do anything about it," said Norman.

Owen huffed as he sat down. Looking at his book he would do anything to go back to Isla Nublar. Even though there is danger there at least the danger was something he could deal with. Plus he misses the dinosaurs.

"Hey Owen what are you thinking about?" asked Kylie.

"I was just thinking about the bird that we have to take care of," Owen said.

"Oh you have a bird?" Kylie said.

"Yeah we are watching him for a friend of the family. He is away for a bit because his house burned down but my mother told him we would take care of his bird while he was gone," Owen lied.

"Cool what kind of bird is it?" Norman asked.

Owen squirmed not knowing how to describe Frankie, "Well it is hard to describe because the name of his species is hard to pronounce."

"Is it a Macaw? Or a parrot of any sort?" asked Norman.

"No, he is not a parrot," Owen replied.

"So he is an exotic bird then?" Kylie asked.

"Yeah, you could say that, he likes to get out of the cage and is very smart. In fact yesterday he figured out how to get out of his cage and destroy our house," Owen said figuring the get off the subject while they had the time. He looked down at his watch and noticed that they had about ten minutes left till recess is over.

"Wow! He destroyed your house!" said Kylie.

"Yeah it took us till dinner to clean up the mess. Ruby my dog is terrified of him and when he is in the room she hides. That is because when we brought him home she tried to get into his carrier and he bit her," Owen explains.

"Oh my God he sounds like a handful," said Norman.

"Oh when we went to get him he had stolen our friends cigarettes while they were lit and nearly lit the house on fire. Our family friend lives in Montana and well that is how his house burned down. One of his buddies came over unannounced so he could not put him away. Then when the bird stolen the cigarette he lit the house on fire. That was not fun and until he can get his house fixed up the bird stays with us." Owen said.

"Does this bird have a name?" asked Kylie.

"Frankie," Owen replied.

Just as he said it the bell rang meaning that their ten minutes is up. Getting up the three friends said their farewells before going their separate ways.

FRANKIE

Frankie had flown quite a bit and was tired. When he landed on a light post he looked around his new territory. The street that took him to the main town was a long one. Frankie knew what it was when he saw it. The Grady's live a ways from the main town and so he was more then happy to follow it. Hopefully he can find someone to feed him.

OWEN

Owen looked at the track field with disdain. He hates track but he has to participate in it just like everyone else. Sighing he started to warm up like everyone else.

It was only when he bent over to touch his toes during warm ups that he felt himself falling. It was because someone had kicked him in the backside.

They all started laughing when his face hit the gravel and a whistle was blown.

"Marks! Do that again and you will be serving time in detention. Grady pick yourself up let's go people!" The coach shouted as he blew the whistle again.

Owen picked himself up once again and started to run. The others laughed as he was the one lagging behind. Even after all that time running from dinosaurs Owen still was dead last.

FRANKIE

Frankie flew around the streets going to the nearest street light to rest. He started to preen himself as he rested. As he sat there resting without a care in the world he was unaware of people pointing.

"What a pretty bird!" someone said down below.

Frankie ruffled his feathers before looking down and spotting a couple of old ladies there. They were uninteresting but they still pointed up at him. Lifting his tail he let something foul go before flying off. Unknowingly it landed on one of the ladies and caused them to curse.

He was later flying around another building which was marked BLOCKBUSTER. There Frankie saw something that he was interested in. Sure enough what he spotted was something he saw back home.

STAR WARS! He knows Star Wars.

Landing on a bush near the window he looked at the poster there. Just as he was looking he saw something in the reflection. A shadow loomed over him. Suddenly without thinking he flew away from the person trying to catch him. All he heard as he flew was a crash into the window as he made himself scarce in the trees.

OWEN

Owen had run at least three laps before collapsing on the ground. The poor boy was breathing so hard that he was hyperventilating. The coach quickly ran up to him to help him onto a bench.

"Are you ok Grady?" he asked.

Owen was too busy trying to breath before he could nod. His body was covered in sweat as the coach handed him a bottle of water. His face was red and he drank a good portion of it before dumping the rest all over him. The indoor gym was hot and with it brought sweat. Owen hates the indoor heating for it smelled of rust and it made the air stuffy. He prefers the outdoors to this! As he sat there a group of boys from his group came up to him and stolen another one of his water bottles.

In fact they had stolen all of it before walking away laughing.

FRANKIE

By now the cold temperatures of the outdoors was starting to get to Frankie. The Archeopteryx is not built for the cold unlike Rosco, Nico, Sarah and Tank. He and Spitz were the only two who is not built for cold weather and would often times stay inside Alan's house. The good thing about the house is that it is large enough for Frankie to play in. It even has things for Frankie to do the keep him out of trouble.

The Gradys did not have that luxury.

As the cold winds start to blow Frankie was forced to land on a large building. It radiated some warmth from the steam vents coming from its roof. However Frankie needed to find someplace warm fast. Turning he spotted the vents but the spinning tops were not an ideal place to get warm.

He has to find an alternative.

Suddenly the wind shifts and Frankie smelled something familiar. Taking a sniff he ruffled his feathers at the scent trying to determine what it was.

It was then that one of the steam vents blew steam in his direction. And then the scent became clear as day.

OWEN!

He knew Owen's scent well enough. Ruffling his feathers to clear it of snow Frankie went around to see if he could find Owen. Perhaps he has a tasty treat for him. Frankie then flew down to a nearby tree to see if he could find a way in. Looking around he spotted a door at the bottom of the large building. Flying down he looked around before inspecting the door.

The door seems to be an easy one for Frankie to open. The latch was one of those he could hop onto to open it so he leaped onto the latch hoping to turn it.

As he turned it the door opened and Frankie landed on the ground before entering the building.

OWEN

Gym class was horrible! Owen was stuck dealing with all sorts of troubles. First it was the bad warm up session. Then his pants ripped when playing dodge ball, and lastly his gym teacher tried to help but Owen was just too embarrassed to leave the gym.

He was handed another pair of shorts by his teacher and told to play with some of the other kids. But he was just too embarrassed!

He stayed on the bleachers while the other kids played. It was getting too much! Suddenly something slammed into his head causing some of the older kids to laugh.

"Hey are you alright?" asked a voice.

Owen looked up to see one of the older jocks standing holding the ball in his hand.

"Yeah," Owen said glumly.

The boy in question threw the ball back at the others before sitting down next to Owen. "Hey man you're the one that tore his pants right?" he said.

"What of it?" Owen asked clearly ashamed to be asked that question.

"Look, I saw what they did they should not have done that to you," the old boy said to him.

"Yeah, I get that a lot," Owen replied his voice sounded quaky like he was about to start crying.

"Hey if you want you can hang with us till the end of class," the boy said.

Owen looked up at him. The boy was tall and well built with curly dirty blonde hair that went down to his shoulders. His tanned skin made him look as if he was something out of a movie. Owen was of course envious of the guy since he is probably the most popular kid in school.

"Sure," Owen said to himself.

"Cool, I'm Matt," the boy said offering his hand.

"Owen," Owen replied and took Matt's hand in a firm handshake.

FRANKIE

A fluttering of wings led Frankie into the building. His clawed feet landed on top of a group of lockers in the long stretch of hallway. He was curious as he looked down the long tunnels. Cocking his head this way and that the archeopteryx could see a group of windows on one side of the hallway.

Flying closer he peered into the window and spotted several people there many of which had their heads down. Frankie became uninterested as he landed on the ground and began to sniff about the hallway.

Suddenly he could hear a door click shut and he spun his head.

A strange man was there looking at the door with interest. Frankie quickly scurried across the hallway looking for a place to hide. Spotting one he hit behind several smelly barrels. As he looked the man walked past a jingling sound could be heard. Cocking his head to the side he listened to the sound disappear around a corner. When he was gone he quickly scurried down the hallway towards another destination.

LATER

What Frankie found was something of interest to him. There in the middle of the wall was several shinny objects. But those objects where in a glass case. Alan has those back at his home in Montana. Even the Grady's have it behind glass.

But here the objects are extra shinny and extra large.

Suddenly a loud ringing sound could be heard which was deafening to Frankie's ears and the Archeopteryx was instantly in the air. He flapped his wings in a panic as hundreds of human voices could be heard. He managed to fly up some stairways just before the students could pour down and landed upside down on the roof.

The scent of human was overpowering in the enclosed hallways and Frankie was nearly overtaken by it. But the little dinosaur managed to find a spot for himself to hide just above the lockers. As he looked around he spotted a place he could hide.

It was here that he found one of the rooms he saw the humans in. Flying in he spotted some strange animals that look like birds. Cocking his head he bobbed it once or twice before climbing up to where they were. The voices were still loud but no one spotted Frankie. He was really good at hiding.

OWEN

The bell marked the end of gym class leaving Owen happy to get out of there. As he made his way out students from all around packed the aisle leaving him cramped. But it was normal for a high school. His next class was History which made Owen groan. He loves history that much he knew considering he shares his house with a real live dinosaur. But this class was American History something he was dreading.

As he stepped into the classroom everyone was waiting for the teacher. It did not take him long to enter and begin taking roll. A sneeze was heard and several people started laughing. Owen then spotted the reason why he is dreading American History. There not far from his seat was none other then David himself. The older boy was laughing as he was throwing dust at some nerdy boy. Groaning Owen was just dreading the moment when his life would be hell again.

"Alright class who can tell me the names of some of the Native tribes that lived just off our coast?" he said and several hands went up.

Owen's mind started to wonder as he looked around at all the decorations in the class room. He spotted his favorite which was none other then the display of birds near the window. There were all sorts of bird here and the reason why they are in a history classroom was unknown but Owen liked the display enough. As he looked there were all sorts of birds on it. Eagles, turkeys, crows anything to do with American culture hell there was even a parrot on it…...wait a minute!

Owen's eyes turned towards the one display that stood out from the rest. His eyes widened at the sight of a brightly colored bird...or dinosaur in the middle of the display. It was standing very still its eye not moving.

But then the unexpected happened.

It moved!

Owen's eyes started to panic when he realized just exactly what the statue was, Frankie.

Oh no!

TBC

Well I am going to cut it short for this reason but this is part one of a two part chapter. It was really fun to do and I let you figure the kind of mayhem that Frankie has for everyone. Until next time no FLAMES, LORE MONGERS OR BASHINGS PLEASE THANKS