Close Encounters of the Fictional Kind

Chapter 8: This Land

Another collaborative chapter brought to you by Ismira Daugene & Queenoftheslayers. Please view chapter 1 for more detail on the purpose of these short stories.

Firefly (c) Joss Whedon

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Elise sat in concentration working on a paper for her Literary Criticism class. She sighed in frustration but looked up when she heard a weird noise coming from the room next to hers. Quietly, she got up and tiptoed out of her room to peer in Marie's room. She covered her mouth to hide her snickers at the sight before her.

Marie sat at her desk, a toy dinosaur in each hand. "Yes, yes, this is a fertile land and we will thrive," one dinosaur said. "We will rule over all this land and we will call it…" Marie gave a quizzical look then continued, "… This Land."

"I think we should call it Your Grave," the other dinosaur said.

"Ahhh… Curse your sudden but inevitable betrayal!"

"AH HA HA HA! Mine is an evil laugh, now DIE!" the dinosaur attacked the other.

"NO OH GOD!" the victim shouted out. "Dear God in heaven!"

Elise couldn't help but snort. Marie jumped and threw the dinosaurs behind her. "H-hello Elise!"

"Really?" Elise asked.

"What do you mean?"

Elise simply shook her head and went back to her room, chortling.

"It's not what you think!" Marie shouted after her.