Mr Dino made long awkward strides towards the pancake MJ.
His gigantic feet fell awkwardly on the disappearing landscape.
The magma mans roars continued but now he directed those
white hot pools of fire in his weird head followed this new moving target. He
watched as it braced itself and hopped an impossibly long distance from a
crumbling snow covered piece of land to the largest on right before it.
“Oof!” Dino grunted this as he landed heavily inches
before MJ.
“Get up MJ!”
“NO! Go away! You’re a trap!”
“What?” Dino swayed, confused with her sudden lack of
trust in him. “What are you talking about?! I’m not a trap! I’m here to rescue
you!”
“No you’re a trap! Now stop trying to confuse me giant
lizard!”
“Lizard?” Dino had never been so insulted in his life.
Actually he had but this wasn’t the time to reflect on the past. “I am not a
mere lizard! I am a tyrannosaurus rex or T. Rex for short. I am a dinosaur and
we just recently had a conversation about the fact that I am not part of your
hallucination.”
MJ allowed her neck to shift so she could view this
lizard trap. She vaguely remembered such a conversation, but it seemed an
eternity away.
At this point, the large naked magma man had come to the
conclusion he disliked being ignored and the fact he might be part of someone
else’s mad imagination. He then proceeded to break through the barrier that held
the many different worlds together and arrived in the cold world of reality,
much to his surprise.
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