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Jurassic Krap 3: part 18
By CeratosPit
Ceratosaurus flushed the toilet after himself and wandered back into the woods. Luckily, the sewer pipe lead to the river and Dr.Grant and Paul Kirby floated up, covered in crap, next to the yacht. Amanda threw a rope overboard and the two climbed in. Paul got back at the helm and the boat continued on it's way. It starts to rain.
Grant: Alright. We've got a way to call for help! But from the looks of it, there's only enough juice for one call.
Paul: *taking the phone* Don't worry, I have just the number!
*He dials. Over at the Kirbys house, a Hamburgalar is robbing the place and the phone rings.
Pauls voice on Machine: Hello, this is Paul Kirby. If I'm hearing this then that means the answering machine is working. Thank you and goodbye.
*Hamburgalar holds still for a while, then resumes stuffing his bag. Back on Sorna...*
Grant: Mr.Kirby, you idiot. Our one call and you wasted it to check your answering machine!?
Amanda: In Paul's defense, the machine was acting funny lately.
Eric: *calling from the front of the boat* Guys! You Better Come See This!
*Grant and the Kirby folks rus over to see what's gotten the boys attention*
Amanda: What is it?
*Eric points towards something heading for the boat and slowly rising out of the water. At first, you think it's a sPino fin, but it's actually the double crest of a Dilophosaurus! The Dilo jumps out of the water and climbs in. He looks terrified*
Eric: Something musta sPooked 'im!
Grant: What could scare a Dilophosaurus.
Paul: Amanda's cooking? HA!
*Amanda smacks him upside the head*
Grant: *sPark a lighter for the Dilo to focus on* What did you see, old lizard?
*Meanwhile, ahead of the yacht, the water begins to bubble, and something huge rises up*
Dilophosaurus: *shivering* Gojira... Gojira...
Grant: That's no Godzilla '98, that's sPykosaurus!
*sPykosaurus, wearing a shower cap and scrubbing himself, is appearently bathing. Since he has soap in his eye, he can't see a damn thing! This could be a good thing OR a bad thing for our heroes. Of course, judging by their recent strain of luck... need I go on?*
sPyko: Oh, man, I can't see a darn thing! Now where's that shampoo?
*sPykosaurus reaches down and grabs the poor Dilophosaurus. He lifts him up, and squeezes all the venom-sPit onto his head. Done, he tosses the little theropod away*
sPyko: Aw Man, that wasn't my shampoo! Where's the towel?
Grant: Everybody inside! *He looks around to see everbody's already inside the yacht* Oh. I think I'll join you guys. WHOA!
sPykosaurus:*lifting off the top of the yacht* This feels like a towel.
*He rubs it on his face, and Grant falls overboard. Able to see again, sPyko looks down into the yacht to see the Kirbys huddled together in fear*
sPyko: Hmmm. Mother always said to wait an hour after eating to go swimming. But then again, she's been extinct for over 90 million years.
This doesn't look to good for our friends, the Kirbys! Or even Dr.Grant for that matter!
2 B Continued....
2/28/2002 8:00:50 PM
(Updated: 2/28/2002 8:47:43 PM)
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