We tried Jack’s first. It wasn't too bad, except that it tasted a little bit expired, and it was very dry.
I don’t think that Bob liked it very much because he hopped down from the chair and threw it all up.
Lindsay’s, however, was perfectly cooked, with a small glaze with some fried okra on the side, and she also made Shirley Temples! (Sprite mixed with grenadine syrup.) I tried hers, and I was blown away! Even Bob looked surprised! But then, “burp… belch!”
I looked over, and Bob had thrown up again. Poor thing. It must’ve been Jack’s that upset its stomach again since it was way too old.
“Umm, Jack? Where, and how, did you make this?” I asked.
He said nothing.
I grabbed the plastic tub and looked at the bottom. There was a Walmart sticker that says, Gluten-Free Pre-Cooked Chicken Alfredo. I checked the expiration date. It expired three months ago! On July 22, 2021! That explains why it was cold!
“Jack!” Lindsay shouted.
“Oops…. Sorry about that," he replied.
“Don’t apologize to me! Apologize to Bob!” Lindsey yelled at Jack.
Jack picked Bob up and said, “I’m sorry, Mr. Chicken-Dino,"
I guess Bob didn’t like that because he threw up again… all over the front of Jack’s shirt.
“I ...will be right back," Jack said. I think he went outside and threw up.
I think.
I don’t know, though.
“Well, Lindsay wins!” I announced.
I gave her an optic sight for her bow.
“That's for winning!” I said.
“What would you have given Jack if he won?” She asked.
“I think that we both knew that was never going to happen, so I didn’t get him anything," I replied.
“I’m going back to the garden,” Lindsay said. “Come on, Bob!”
I followed her, but she didn’t notice.
Once she got to the garden, I heard her singing to herself.
I had no choice but to hear you.
You stated your case time and again.
I thought about it.
You treat me like I'm a princess.
I'm not used to liking that.
You ask how my day was.
You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are.
I couldn't help it.
It's all your fault.
Your love is thick and it swallowed me whole.
You're so much braver than I gave you credit for.
That's not lip service.
You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are.
I couldn't help it.
It's all your fault.
You are the bearer of unconditional things.
You held your breath and the door for me.
Thanks for your patience.
You're the best listener that I've ever met.
You're my best friend,
Best friend with benefits.
What took me so long?
I've never felt this healthy before.
I've never wanted something rational.
I am aware now.
I am aware now.
You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are.
I couldn't help it.
It's all your fault.
You've already won me over in spite of me
And don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet
And don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are.
I couldn't help it.
It's all your fault.
Then, softer:
I couldn't help it.
It's all your fault.
“Ummm… hey," I said.
Lindsay looked up, she asked accusingly, “How long have you been standing there?”
“The whole time," I said.
“What?!”
“Umm, yeah, I’ve been here the whole time you’ve been singing. What song was that?"
Lindsay blushed. “It’s ‘Head Over Feet’ by Alanis Morissette. So… what did you think?”
“Um, 100 out of 10."
“Thanks, I guess?” She blushed.
“Welcome."
“Well, this has been nice, but I should get back to gardening. Bob will show you the exit."
“Hissssss!”
“I guess we’re friends?” I asked Bob.
Bob perked up. I can tell that he’s thinking, “Do you have food for me?”
“I do," I said to Bob. I handed him some Dyno-Bytes cereal from my pocket.
“Hissssssssssss!”
“Well, now that you two are all buddy-buddy, you can either help me out, or you can go play."
Bob grabbed a basket in his teeth, and I whipped out my gardening gloves I’d found a while before.
“We’re helping!” I said confidently.
I paused as Bob hissed at me. “Bob wants to help, too," I said, gesturing towards Bob.
After we finished gardening, we went back inside and turned in for the night.
That night, I had a weird dream, but it wasn’t a suspicious dream. I had a dream about the creature. It was strange because Jack and Lindsay were there, too.
I woke in a sweat and heard a sound like a footstep, but not ones that humans made. Like, claws on the wood floors. I called out to Jack and Lindsay.
“Jack, Lindsay, there is something in the bunker," I said into it.
“Dude. It’s midnight, nothing is in-” Jack was cut off when something hit the door.
“Crap," Jack said while barricading the door.
“Get Lindsay,” I shouted at him. “Now!”
The door was being clawed at and I was getting nervous. Jack called me again.
“I got a hold of Lindsay. She is hiding in the attic," Jack said.
Jack and I both ran out of our rooms.
Nothing.
A creature grabbed Jack by the shoulder and pulled him to the kitchen where he screamed and held its mouth open. I shot it with my pistol. Nothing. I grabbed Jack’s sword and stabbed its back. It squealed in pain and jumped on me. It attacked me, but it didn’t let its guard down and pushed Jack down with its tail.
“You will never stop me! I will hunt each one of you down until you are all dead!” The creature hissed.
Jack looked confused. I think he knew that voice from somewhere.
“That voice. I heard the same hissing voice come from that cage. It terrified me. I will try to defeat you with everything I have!” Jack said confidently. On the inside, I knew that he was screaming, “HELP ME!!!” instead of wanting to fight it. It ran away, out of the bunker.
“Well, that went well," Jack said sarcastically.
“You let it get away?” Lindsay said as she came out of the attic.
“I didn’t see you helping!” Jack said.
“You locked me in the attic, you idiots," Lindsay retorted.
“Idiot, Not idiots,” I said.
“You gave the command to keep me in the attic,” she accused, “So, yes, I mean idiots."
“I didn't command anything,” Jack said.
“‘Don’t leave the room’ is actually what you said. Then Jack locked the door," Lindsay protested.
“Okay. Everyone is fine. Nobody died. We are fine, it doesn’t matter what just happened. We all let it get away. It's everyone's fault," Jack said.
“Are you forgetting someone who isn’t currently present?” Lindsay asked.
“Um, we have Kyle, you, me, and, wait, where’s Anna? I told her to stay in her room," Jack said.
We checked her room, and nobody was there.
“Oh no!” Jack said. She was gone. “Okay, we need to check the park. This place isn’t somewhere people should be at night."
“Jack, you go with Lindsay. We’re leaving to search. I’m on my own. Go! Now!” I yelled. They’re both out of the bunker faster than I could say this sentence. They hopped on the ATV and drove away.
I grabbed my suit and started sprinting towards Jurassic Kingdom. If Anna was taken by a dinosaur, we definitely had limited time to save her.
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