Chapter 88 Oops Wrong Era

The 4 were zapped onto a dirt-layered ground, all on their backs, in a huge static explosion. They were in a shallow puddle of tea.

The world seemed so much younger – the sky was bluer, the ground was um groundier.

The first to awaken was Dante, who was accustom to time travel.

“Hm. I quite like this,” Dante said.

The other 3 gradually woke up.

“CLOVERVICKY?!” Logan screamed, sitting up.

“Don't worry,” Conrad said, glaring at Dante. “She won't exist for another 10 billion years.”

“Really, Dante?” Maria asked angrily. “You HAD to destroy our otherwise flawless plan?”

“If you guys took 3 seconds out of your day to explain what was going on, then everything would be fine!” Dante cried.

“Yeah. Let's just stop for a chat while Clovervicky eats the world in the background,” Maria growled.

“No more arugementing!” Logan cried.

“What era are we in, anyway?” Conrad asked.

“Before TIME STARTED!!” Maria screamed directly in Dante's face.

“How is that even possible?” Logan asked.

“I doubt such an era exists,” Dante said. “And Logan's right – even if it did, there wouldn't be a possible way of getting there, even with our magical sink. It's too far away. Anyway, we're in the Cretaceous era.”

“How do you know?” Conrad asked.

“Dung sample.”

Dante pointed to a sizable pile of dung a couple yards away.

Logan crawled over to it and sniffed.

“Yup. Cretaceous,” he nodded.

Maria and Conrad looked at him blankly, smiling slightly.

“Well that's what Dante did!” Logan said.

“Um anyway come on,” Dante said. “Judging by that dung, we're in Tyrannosaurus territory. Let's go.”

Dante led the pod away from the dung and into a lush jungle.

Logan crept back to the dung.

He sniffed.

“Yep. Tyrannosaurus,” he said, and followed the group.

Dante quickly crawled among a field of tall ferns. The pod followed.

“SHHHHH!!” Dante said. “We have to be very quiet and INCREDIBLY sneaky!!!”

“Why?” Maria asked.

“There's a triceratops to our left flank!” Dante whispered. “Shh!”

Indeed, a triceratops was grazing the ferns about 10 feet away.

“Hmm,” Conrad said.

“Let's get out of here. That dinosaur reminds me of my wicked stepsister,” Maria said. She, along with her comrades, had quite forgotten that the triceratops species were herbivores.

“It's mate has returned!” Logan gasped, watching a female triceratops lumber towards them.

“Oh my GOD!” Maria screamed. “THE OFFSPRING HAVE ARRIVED!!”

Three triceratoplets crawled towards them.

“COUSINS!” Dante roared.

“Coworkers,” Conrad gasped.

“NEIGHBORS!”

“FRIENDS!”

“TELEMARKETERS!”

“LET'S FLEE!”

The 4 got up, sprinting through the ferns. Logan screamed as a triceratops gently sniffed him.

“There's no point,” Conrad whispered. “THEY HAVE US SURROUNDED!!”

“Jump over the newborns!” Logan cried.

The 4 jumped about 10 feet off of the ground (due to the extreme adrenaline) and soared away.

When they hit the ground, they took off sprinting. The triceratops ignored them completely.

“We seem to have escaped. Everything looks clear OH MY GOD A NARWHAL!!” Dante screamed.

“Shut up they don't exist yet,” Conrad said.

Dante blinked.

“Oh.”

“Where exactly are we headed, DANTE?!” Logan asked.

“Taylor Swift has been here,” Dante said, sniffing footprints in the dirt.

“What?!”

“I don't know,” Dante replied, standing up. “But what I do know is that people can only be in the Fountain of Time for a limited amount of time. After 2 hours, it automatically sends the traveler back to the present time they left from. It conserves energy for the next traveler. Pretty nifty, no?”

“WHAT THE HECK!” Maria screamed, throwing rocks at Dante's head. “We don't have 2 hours to dillydally! We probably won't survive this harsh environment (just look at what happened back there...!) AND Clovervicky will eat everyone meanwhile!”

“What other alternative is there?!” Dante cried.

Silence.

“We can... oh wait never mind that's impossible,” Maria said.

“Come on. Let's survive,” Dante said.

“I'm pretty sure there's no chance for that,” Conrad said.

“Why would you say that?!” Dante demanded angrily.

“Because there is a Velociraptor lunging at your throat,” Conrad smiled politely.

Dante threw himself to the ground. Said velociraptor soared over his body, landing just yards away.

Many velociraptors rushed in, hissing angrily, scratching, tails flicking.

“Jump over the newborns!” Logan repeated, preparing himself for the jump. Dante grabbed him.

“They can jump higher than us! You jump, you won't hit the ground alive hon,” Dante said.

“Crap!” Logan cried. “I love jumping...”

Maria quickly unfurled a hunk of cheese from her satchel, and flung it over the raptor's heads. They sprinted after it, mistaking it for a young plesiosaur.

The 4 sprinted away in the opposite direction. It didn't take the velociraptors long to figure out Maria's trick, and soon they were roaring after them.

“Let's jump!” Logan cried. Dante threw a stone at his head.

“We can't outrun them!” Conrad screamed.

A flock out Pteridactyls swooped down out of the sky, and lifted them high up just beneath the clouds.

Maria looked down to the velociraptors, which looked like tiny running sausages.

“Well, that was random, convenient, and weird. But I guess we should be thankful to these winged beasts for saving our lives from inevitable destruction,” she said.

The Pteridactyls squawked like mighty chickens on the sky.

Underneath them, the velociraptors were stil giving chase. They tried snapping at their feet, but to no avail. The 4 cackled evilly.

“Take us away, please,” Conrad said.

The Pteridactyls soared even high.

Logan wiped off his forehead.

“That was a close one. Thank goodness these birds randomly decided to save us and listen to every word we say.”

The dinobirds alighted down on a large nest made of prehistoric twigs.

“Oh geez. We should have figured there would have been a catch,” Conrad gasped.

Little baby Pteridactyl-lets began to crawl towards them, chirping pathetically.

“I think we can take 'em,” Logan whispered.

“We're not going to fight little baby dino roosters! Let's just flee!” Dante said.

The 4 hurried to the edge of the nest.

“GET 'EM, GIRLS!” Mother Pteridactyl screamed.

“Wtf,” Maria muttered.

Dante grabbed her, and went to jump over the edge. The mother lurched, landing in front of them. They tumbled backwards in surprise, falling on their rear ends.

Meanwhile, Conrad and Logan faced the three babies. Conrad pretended to run to the left. The babies blocked the path.

“They're too smart,” Logan said. “Let's ju- “

“NO JUMPING!” Conrad snapped. “Let's both run each direction.”

Conrad sprinted left, and Logan sprinted right. The babies attempted to separate and grab both, but failed. Conrad and Logan tumbled out of the nest, and towards safety.

(Over on the other side of the nest)

“MOVE!” Maria screamed to Mother Pteridactyl.

Dante turned around. The baby Pteridactyls were now heading towards them.

“Maria? Remember what I said about treating the babies nicely and crap to Logan? Forget that!”

Dante kicked the one on the left. It skid back across the nest. Maria attacked the other two, throwing one back to the mother and the other up into the sky randomly.

Dante and Maria sprinted across the nest. The mother lunged towards them. They huddled down and flung themselves out of the nest, just missing the mother's claws. They had escaped.

“BRACE FOR IMPACT! WE'RE GOING DOOOOOOOOOOOWN...!”