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Author’s Note: MC ate this stupid post! Argh! Lesson, boys and girls – don’t write fic chapters straight on MC. Write it on Word or something first. Otherwise, kiss it goodbye. Ahem. Anyway, this is a fic where I imagine Dinosaurs is a level in Kingdom Hearts 3. I have no idea what will happen in that game, but that won’t stop me from writing this! Read a fic about a Muppet Show level of Kingdom Hearts … because that was cool, too.
Pre-Climax Story
Sora, Donald, and Goofy land in a misty swamp. Sora is dressed in a Georgie costume, which is like an orange hippo but with a dinosaur tail in the back. Donald is a white pterodactyl. Goofy wears a fur caveman costume. Sora stares at his costume while Donald and Goofy snicker at him. Sora tries to pull off the head of the costume, but it’s stuck. Donald and Goofy nearly double over, laughing.
Sora (angrily): It’s not funny!
Donald (laughs): You look like a theme park mascot!
Goofy (to Donald): You look purdy keen yerself, Donald.
Donald (stares at his leathery wings, disgusted): My poor, poor feathers ….
Goofy: Aw, shucks, Donald – I think the look suits ya.
Donald (mumbles): You WOULD, insurance salesman.
Sora: Let’s focus on the task at hand, shall we? We need to find out how Xenahort ties in to the ancient Keyblade Wars.
Donald (yells): WE KNOW! WE KNOW!
Goofy: Well, there’s no reason to be surly, Donald.
Sora (nudges Donald): Yeah. You don’t have to shout. We’re right here.
Donald (mumbles and walks ahead of them)
The trio come across a large moldy sign advertising new tract homes courtesy of Wesayso.
Sora (confused): What’s a tract home?
Adolescent male voice: HELP! HELP ME!
The trio turn and close to the edge of the swamp, a tall lanky green dinosaur with a spiky Mohawk and dressed in a red and white varsity jacket and black-striped t-shirt runs away from a fat brown dinosaur with dark round glasses and a Viking helmet and a black leather vest. The lanky green dinosaur stumbles over some bushes and barely avoids being pounced on by its pursuer.
Sora (in awe): Wow … dinosaurs ….
Goofy: Maybe we should help him?
Donald: How can you tell what’s a boy and what’s a girl?
The trio rushes over as the tall lanky green dinosaur hides behind a group of trees. A message appears on the screen: Sora learned Tail Bash! Donald learned Ancient Hurricane! Goofy learned Bone Shield! Tail Bash shows Sora using the tail of his costume to trip the enemy. Ancient Hurricane involves Donald flying up in the air and twirling around, battering the opponent with a wind storm. Bone Shield makes Goofy’s shield shoot bones out at the enemy. These abilities are only available on this world.
Fat brown dinosaur in-battle dialogue (Arnold Schwar … please don’t make me spell it … anyway, Arnie’s accent): I’ll give you to the count of three so you can run and hide like a scared little bunny. *laughs* You can be our own in-house victim! Ready or not – where’s your brains? So – you wanna join the Scavengers? *after a pterodactyl flies overhead, announcing Andre’s name and all his accomplishments* SHUT UP! I KNOW WHO I AM! *whacks pterodactyl*
When Andre’s down to a quarter health, he burps loudly, staggers around, and falls into the swamp, only to float away.
The lanky green dinosaur (comes out of hiding and approaches the trio): Thanks!
Sora: No problem! Glad we could help.
Green dinosaur (gawks at Sora, snickers): Why are you dressed like that? You look like a stupid theme park mascot.
Donald and Goofy (snicker)
Sora (hangs his head, sighs): It’s stuck.
Green dinosaur (takes off the Georgie head): There you go. Is that better?
Sora (inhales): I can sure breathe a lot better. Thanks. I’m Sora. *points to his friends* That’s Donald, and that’s Goofy. What’s YOUR name?
Green dinosaur: Oh, I’m Robert Mark Sinclair. You can call me Robbie. The only time I hear my full name is when Mom’s about to eat me.
Donald: O_O Your mother would EAT you?
Robbie (shrugs): Yeah. It’s a food chain thing. If a young dinosaur disobeys the parents, the Book of Dinosaur clearly states that parents have a right to eat their young.
Goofy: That’s AWFUL!
Robbie: Yeah, well, that’s why I tried to join this pack called the Scavengers. I’m tired of my mother always bossing me around! I’m 16 years old! She can’t tell me what to do!
Sora: Uh … well … I hope you two can work that out. We really need to get going. See, we’re trying to investigate an evil villain who wants to spread darkness and destruction all over the universe.
Robbie: Mr. Richfield?
Sora, Donald, and Goofy (looking at each other in confusion): Mr. Richfield?
Robbie (nods): Yeah. He works for Wesayso and wants to destroy all the trees so he can build prefabricated homes.
Sora (softly): That’s awful!
Goofy: Well, gawrsh, why doncha just tell him to stop?
Robbie (laughs): Yeah, right.
Sora: Maybe we should talk to him. I’m sure he can listen to reason.
Robbie (gawks at Sora): Uh, maybe. *brightens up* If you REALLY want to talk to Mr. Richfield, I’m gonna need you to prove your worth. You did a great job with Andre, but if you REALLY want a test of your abilities, there’s only one other dinosaur to meet. I can take you to him. *flip transition*
Robbie, Sora, Donald, and Goofy stand outside the Sinclair house, staring into the window, looking as a small pink dinosaur in a high chair watches TV in what appears to be a kitchen. A glowing save point can be seen near the back door on the right. The high chair has a small phone and a remote control for the TV on it. Robbie opens the door and pushes the trio into the house.
Robbie: Okay, here’s the thing: this is my baby brother. Mom’ll be home in another hour. Keep him happy while I go make sure Caroline wants to go to the movies with me Friday night.
Donald: YOU MEAN WE’RE BABYSITTING?
Robbie (shrugs): Yep.
Sora: How can you just leave your brother alone?
Robbie (shrugs again): I’m a teenager. Girls are more important than responsibility. *waves* See ya. *rushes to the door and exits, locking the door behind him*
Donald: I don’t believe this ….
Baby (angrily): I don’t either! I’m gonna tell! *inhales deeply* MOMMA! MOMMA!
Sora (panicking, trying to calm Baby): Don’t yell! Don’t yell! We’re here to do anything you say! We’ll have lots of fun! *reaches out a hand to pet Baby on the hand, but jumps back in terror as Baby snaps at him*
Baby: I don’t – wait. You have to do ANYTHING I say?
Sora, Donald, and Goofy (nodding profusely): Just stay happy!
Baby (laughs maliciously): Okay! *points to phone* Baby not happy … Baby call Momma! Momma eat you!
Sora (sighs): Fine. What do you want us to do first?
Baby (points to the TV): Dance! Like on TV!
A mini-game begins where DTV plays music videos and Sora, Donald, and Goofy must synchronize their dance moves to the music using button combos. A vertical meter appears on the right side of the screen with an angry Baby on the bottom and a happy Baby on the top.
If you win:
Baby (laughs and claps): AGAIN! AGAIN!
The kitchen of the Sinclair house becomes an area that can be explored, with a save point by the back door. The kitchen island and the refrigerator sparkle, letting the player know there are two other mini-games.
If you lose:
Baby (picks up the phone): Hello, Momma? Come eat intruders!
Donald (grabs phone from Baby): Hey! *stares at phone* This is a TOY phone!
Baby (embarrassed): I’m the baby … gotta love me?
Sora (sighs): Let’s try this again….
Sora walks behind the kitchen island counter and a prompt appears: “Start Mini-game.”
Baby (angrily): I’m hungry! Feed my mouth! Fill my belly!
Sora: Okay, okay!
Baby starts giving instructions for how to fix his meals. First, Sora must locate his meat-filled baby bottle. Baby says “warmer” or “cooler” based on where you stand in the kitchen. Sometimes, though, Baby will lie to you and you will find toys or traps, making Baby laugh and clap his hands. After you retrieve the baby bottle and give it to Baby, you must assemble a meal from an increasingly long list of silly groceries. You are given a time limit of one and a half minutes. Assemble it out of order or run out of time and the “lose” scenario plays. If you win, there’s still the fridge game.
The critters who live in the fridge decide to escape so they won’t get eaten. You are forced to capture all the creatures after knocking them unconscious. You have three minutes to capture them all and return them to the fridge. You must then use your keyblade to lock the fridge so they can’t escape again.
After all three mini-games are completed, Fran arrives home with a bag of groceries.
Fran (shocked): What are you and what are you doing here? *calls out* Robbie! *frowns* ROBERT MARK SINCLAIR! GET YOUR LAZY LITTLE GREEN TAIL DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!
Sora (trembles): B-but, ma’am … we were just helping your son take care of the baby. He’s very cute.
Goofy: He’s been so well-behaved, too.
Donald (under his breath): For a complete monster.
Baby (throws the toy phone at Donald, knocking him out, laughs)
Fran (looks over with a motherly expression at Baby and sighs): Thank you all for taking care of my baby. *curtly* I’ll deal with Robbie LATER.
Sora (gets down on his knees): Please don’t eat your son, Mrs. Sinclair! He has a good reason!
Fran (shakes her head, rolling her eyes): I can imagine – he said he had a date tonight.
Goofy (shaking his head): No, ma’am … we’re tryin’ ta … uh … protect the land from … um … Mr. Richfield!
Fran (raises an eyebrow): Mr. Richfield?
Sora (nods enthusiastically and stands up): Yes, ma’am! Robbie told us he was an evil tyrant and we want to help!
Fran (sighs): Earl will be LIVID.
Donald: Earl?
Fran (nods): My husband. Mr. Richfield’s his boss and Earl is too scared of him to protest anything that boss of his does. *checks a clock on the wall* He’ll be home in a bit. I need to fix his supper – and the Baby’s, too.
Goofy: Gawrsh, we already took care of that….
Baby (burps loudly and giggles)
Fran (smiles): Maybe you CAN stay after all. You’ve been SUCH a great help! I don’t know HOW I can repay you.
To be continued …
Pre-Climax Story
Sora, Donald, and Goofy land in a misty swamp. Sora is dressed in a Georgie costume, which is like an orange hippo but with a dinosaur tail in the back. Donald is a white pterodactyl. Goofy wears a fur caveman costume. Sora stares at his costume while Donald and Goofy snicker at him. Sora tries to pull off the head of the costume, but it’s stuck. Donald and Goofy nearly double over, laughing.
Sora (angrily): It’s not funny!
Donald (laughs): You look like a theme park mascot!
Goofy (to Donald): You look purdy keen yerself, Donald.
Donald (stares at his leathery wings, disgusted): My poor, poor feathers ….
Goofy: Aw, shucks, Donald – I think the look suits ya.
Donald (mumbles): You WOULD, insurance salesman.
Sora: Let’s focus on the task at hand, shall we? We need to find out how Xenahort ties in to the ancient Keyblade Wars.
Donald (yells): WE KNOW! WE KNOW!
Goofy: Well, there’s no reason to be surly, Donald.
Sora (nudges Donald): Yeah. You don’t have to shout. We’re right here.
Donald (mumbles and walks ahead of them)
The trio come across a large moldy sign advertising new tract homes courtesy of Wesayso.
Sora (confused): What’s a tract home?
Adolescent male voice: HELP! HELP ME!
The trio turn and close to the edge of the swamp, a tall lanky green dinosaur with a spiky Mohawk and dressed in a red and white varsity jacket and black-striped t-shirt runs away from a fat brown dinosaur with dark round glasses and a Viking helmet and a black leather vest. The lanky green dinosaur stumbles over some bushes and barely avoids being pounced on by its pursuer.
Sora (in awe): Wow … dinosaurs ….
Goofy: Maybe we should help him?
Donald: How can you tell what’s a boy and what’s a girl?
The trio rushes over as the tall lanky green dinosaur hides behind a group of trees. A message appears on the screen: Sora learned Tail Bash! Donald learned Ancient Hurricane! Goofy learned Bone Shield! Tail Bash shows Sora using the tail of his costume to trip the enemy. Ancient Hurricane involves Donald flying up in the air and twirling around, battering the opponent with a wind storm. Bone Shield makes Goofy’s shield shoot bones out at the enemy. These abilities are only available on this world.
Fat brown dinosaur in-battle dialogue (Arnold Schwar … please don’t make me spell it … anyway, Arnie’s accent): I’ll give you to the count of three so you can run and hide like a scared little bunny. *laughs* You can be our own in-house victim! Ready or not – where’s your brains? So – you wanna join the Scavengers? *after a pterodactyl flies overhead, announcing Andre’s name and all his accomplishments* SHUT UP! I KNOW WHO I AM! *whacks pterodactyl*
When Andre’s down to a quarter health, he burps loudly, staggers around, and falls into the swamp, only to float away.
The lanky green dinosaur (comes out of hiding and approaches the trio): Thanks!
Sora: No problem! Glad we could help.
Green dinosaur (gawks at Sora, snickers): Why are you dressed like that? You look like a stupid theme park mascot.
Donald and Goofy (snicker)
Sora (hangs his head, sighs): It’s stuck.
Green dinosaur (takes off the Georgie head): There you go. Is that better?
Sora (inhales): I can sure breathe a lot better. Thanks. I’m Sora. *points to his friends* That’s Donald, and that’s Goofy. What’s YOUR name?
Green dinosaur: Oh, I’m Robert Mark Sinclair. You can call me Robbie. The only time I hear my full name is when Mom’s about to eat me.
Donald: O_O Your mother would EAT you?
Robbie (shrugs): Yeah. It’s a food chain thing. If a young dinosaur disobeys the parents, the Book of Dinosaur clearly states that parents have a right to eat their young.
Goofy: That’s AWFUL!
Robbie: Yeah, well, that’s why I tried to join this pack called the Scavengers. I’m tired of my mother always bossing me around! I’m 16 years old! She can’t tell me what to do!
Sora: Uh … well … I hope you two can work that out. We really need to get going. See, we’re trying to investigate an evil villain who wants to spread darkness and destruction all over the universe.
Robbie: Mr. Richfield?
Sora, Donald, and Goofy (looking at each other in confusion): Mr. Richfield?
Robbie (nods): Yeah. He works for Wesayso and wants to destroy all the trees so he can build prefabricated homes.
Sora (softly): That’s awful!
Goofy: Well, gawrsh, why doncha just tell him to stop?
Robbie (laughs): Yeah, right.
Sora: Maybe we should talk to him. I’m sure he can listen to reason.
Robbie (gawks at Sora): Uh, maybe. *brightens up* If you REALLY want to talk to Mr. Richfield, I’m gonna need you to prove your worth. You did a great job with Andre, but if you REALLY want a test of your abilities, there’s only one other dinosaur to meet. I can take you to him. *flip transition*
Robbie, Sora, Donald, and Goofy stand outside the Sinclair house, staring into the window, looking as a small pink dinosaur in a high chair watches TV in what appears to be a kitchen. A glowing save point can be seen near the back door on the right. The high chair has a small phone and a remote control for the TV on it. Robbie opens the door and pushes the trio into the house.
Robbie: Okay, here’s the thing: this is my baby brother. Mom’ll be home in another hour. Keep him happy while I go make sure Caroline wants to go to the movies with me Friday night.
Donald: YOU MEAN WE’RE BABYSITTING?
Robbie (shrugs): Yep.
Sora: How can you just leave your brother alone?
Robbie (shrugs again): I’m a teenager. Girls are more important than responsibility. *waves* See ya. *rushes to the door and exits, locking the door behind him*
Donald: I don’t believe this ….
Baby (angrily): I don’t either! I’m gonna tell! *inhales deeply* MOMMA! MOMMA!
Sora (panicking, trying to calm Baby): Don’t yell! Don’t yell! We’re here to do anything you say! We’ll have lots of fun! *reaches out a hand to pet Baby on the hand, but jumps back in terror as Baby snaps at him*
Baby: I don’t – wait. You have to do ANYTHING I say?
Sora, Donald, and Goofy (nodding profusely): Just stay happy!
Baby (laughs maliciously): Okay! *points to phone* Baby not happy … Baby call Momma! Momma eat you!
Sora (sighs): Fine. What do you want us to do first?
Baby (points to the TV): Dance! Like on TV!
A mini-game begins where DTV plays music videos and Sora, Donald, and Goofy must synchronize their dance moves to the music using button combos. A vertical meter appears on the right side of the screen with an angry Baby on the bottom and a happy Baby on the top.
If you win:
Baby (laughs and claps): AGAIN! AGAIN!
The kitchen of the Sinclair house becomes an area that can be explored, with a save point by the back door. The kitchen island and the refrigerator sparkle, letting the player know there are two other mini-games.
If you lose:
Baby (picks up the phone): Hello, Momma? Come eat intruders!
Donald (grabs phone from Baby): Hey! *stares at phone* This is a TOY phone!
Baby (embarrassed): I’m the baby … gotta love me?
Sora (sighs): Let’s try this again….
Sora walks behind the kitchen island counter and a prompt appears: “Start Mini-game.”
Baby (angrily): I’m hungry! Feed my mouth! Fill my belly!
Sora: Okay, okay!
Baby starts giving instructions for how to fix his meals. First, Sora must locate his meat-filled baby bottle. Baby says “warmer” or “cooler” based on where you stand in the kitchen. Sometimes, though, Baby will lie to you and you will find toys or traps, making Baby laugh and clap his hands. After you retrieve the baby bottle and give it to Baby, you must assemble a meal from an increasingly long list of silly groceries. You are given a time limit of one and a half minutes. Assemble it out of order or run out of time and the “lose” scenario plays. If you win, there’s still the fridge game.
The critters who live in the fridge decide to escape so they won’t get eaten. You are forced to capture all the creatures after knocking them unconscious. You have three minutes to capture them all and return them to the fridge. You must then use your keyblade to lock the fridge so they can’t escape again.
After all three mini-games are completed, Fran arrives home with a bag of groceries.
Fran (shocked): What are you and what are you doing here? *calls out* Robbie! *frowns* ROBERT MARK SINCLAIR! GET YOUR LAZY LITTLE GREEN TAIL DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW!
Sora (trembles): B-but, ma’am … we were just helping your son take care of the baby. He’s very cute.
Goofy: He’s been so well-behaved, too.
Donald (under his breath): For a complete monster.
Baby (throws the toy phone at Donald, knocking him out, laughs)
Fran (looks over with a motherly expression at Baby and sighs): Thank you all for taking care of my baby. *curtly* I’ll deal with Robbie LATER.
Sora (gets down on his knees): Please don’t eat your son, Mrs. Sinclair! He has a good reason!
Fran (shakes her head, rolling her eyes): I can imagine – he said he had a date tonight.
Goofy (shaking his head): No, ma’am … we’re tryin’ ta … uh … protect the land from … um … Mr. Richfield!
Fran (raises an eyebrow): Mr. Richfield?
Sora (nods enthusiastically and stands up): Yes, ma’am! Robbie told us he was an evil tyrant and we want to help!
Fran (sighs): Earl will be LIVID.
Donald: Earl?
Fran (nods): My husband. Mr. Richfield’s his boss and Earl is too scared of him to protest anything that boss of his does. *checks a clock on the wall* He’ll be home in a bit. I need to fix his supper – and the Baby’s, too.
Goofy: Gawrsh, we already took care of that….
Baby (burps loudly and giggles)
Fran (smiles): Maybe you CAN stay after all. You’ve been SUCH a great help! I don’t know HOW I can repay you.
To be continued …