"That dinosaur has a gun!"
Doreen responded to this exclamation in the manner of most computer science majors.
"Oh, thank goodness." She shut her laptop and stuck it precariously in some nearby branches as she jumped out of the designated homework tree.
«Doreen,» Tippy Toe began.
"Gun-toting dinosaurs won't wait for my compiler to finish, Tippy-Toe!"
«This seems like procrastinating! Can't the Avengers take care of this?»
"Not if we take care of it first!" she said, because she'd be damned if she gave up an opportunity to punch a dinosaur. Which sort of meant Tippy-Toe had a point, but she was going to ignore that because it was inconvenient.
Leaping behind a tree to dodge a spray of bullets from a machine gun, Doreen immediately noticed something strange about the dinosaur. Aside from the fact that it was shooting at her, and also not dead.
"That's way too big to be a raptor!" she exclaimed. "And where are it's feathers?" She looked around the trunk of the tree, and yelled, "You're scientifically inaccurate!"
"I AM EXTREMELY ACCURATE IN SCIENCES BOTH PSUEDO AND REGULAR," the dinosaur shouted back, apparently able to talk, but not regulate its speaking volume.
So: not-very-accurate looking dinosaur, able to speak and use firearms. Doreen looked through her cards to double-check, but her hunch was accurate: this was not a known villain. Maybe it was new! Maybe it was finally her chance to get an archnemesis!
"Are you a robot?" she suggested, and was met with another spray of bullets that followed her as she leapt up into the tree.
"HOW DARE YOU I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO OFFENDED IN ALL MY DAYS," the dinosaur said. Or screamed. There didn't seem to be much of a distinction.
"Look, dude, it was a reasonable assumption! You don't look like a real dinosaur!"
"I AM A DINOSAUR AND ALSO REAL, THEREFORE YOUR ARGUMENT IS INVALID."
"Wow, that's really circular logic. What about an alien? Are you an alien?"
"IS THIS EARTH?"
"Heck yes!"
"THEN I AM NOT AN ALIEN, I AM AN EARTH DINOSAUR, FROM THE PLANET EARTH."
"But Earth dinosaurs had feathers!" Doreen said, leaping out of the tree but failing to catch the dinosaur, which dodged her attack as it reloaded.
"THAT IS ALSO OFFENSIVE," the dinosaur said.
"It's a fact!" Doreen said impatiently, launching Tippy-Toe in the dinosaur's direction. The dinosaur flailed its limbs and gun at the squirrel. "There are fossils and everything!"
«I think I've found the problem,» Tippy-Toe said from the spot on the back of the dinosaur's head that it could not reach. Doreen ran and jumped to sidestep the dinosaur and see what the squirrel was talking about.
... that was almost definitely a hole in spacetime.
This presented exciting possibilities.
"Are you from a universe where dinosaurs rule the Earth??"
The dinosaur paused, then narrowed its eyes. "... yes."
Doreen responded to this exclamation in the manner of most computer science majors.
"Oh, thank goodness." She shut her laptop and stuck it precariously in some nearby branches as she jumped out of the designated homework tree.
«Doreen,» Tippy Toe began.
"Gun-toting dinosaurs won't wait for my compiler to finish, Tippy-Toe!"
«This seems like procrastinating! Can't the Avengers take care of this?»
"Not if we take care of it first!" she said, because she'd be damned if she gave up an opportunity to punch a dinosaur. Which sort of meant Tippy-Toe had a point, but she was going to ignore that because it was inconvenient.
Leaping behind a tree to dodge a spray of bullets from a machine gun, Doreen immediately noticed something strange about the dinosaur. Aside from the fact that it was shooting at her, and also not dead.
"That's way too big to be a raptor!" she exclaimed. "And where are it's feathers?" She looked around the trunk of the tree, and yelled, "You're scientifically inaccurate!"
"I AM EXTREMELY ACCURATE IN SCIENCES BOTH PSUEDO AND REGULAR," the dinosaur shouted back, apparently able to talk, but not regulate its speaking volume.
So: not-very-accurate looking dinosaur, able to speak and use firearms. Doreen looked through her cards to double-check, but her hunch was accurate: this was not a known villain. Maybe it was new! Maybe it was finally her chance to get an archnemesis!
"Are you a robot?" she suggested, and was met with another spray of bullets that followed her as she leapt up into the tree.
"HOW DARE YOU I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO OFFENDED IN ALL MY DAYS," the dinosaur said. Or screamed. There didn't seem to be much of a distinction.
"Look, dude, it was a reasonable assumption! You don't look like a real dinosaur!"
"I AM A DINOSAUR AND ALSO REAL, THEREFORE YOUR ARGUMENT IS INVALID."
"Wow, that's really circular logic. What about an alien? Are you an alien?"
"IS THIS EARTH?"
"Heck yes!"
"THEN I AM NOT AN ALIEN, I AM AN EARTH DINOSAUR, FROM THE PLANET EARTH."
"But Earth dinosaurs had feathers!" Doreen said, leaping out of the tree but failing to catch the dinosaur, which dodged her attack as it reloaded.
"THAT IS ALSO OFFENSIVE," the dinosaur said.
"It's a fact!" Doreen said impatiently, launching Tippy-Toe in the dinosaur's direction. The dinosaur flailed its limbs and gun at the squirrel. "There are fossils and everything!"
«I think I've found the problem,» Tippy-Toe said from the spot on the back of the dinosaur's head that it could not reach. Doreen ran and jumped to sidestep the dinosaur and see what the squirrel was talking about.
... that was almost definitely a hole in spacetime.
This presented exciting possibilities.
"Are you from a universe where dinosaurs rule the Earth??"
The dinosaur paused, then narrowed its eyes. "... yes."
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