Non-Canon Omake: Dinosaurs

The T-rex is a master of stealth, slowly stalking its prey.

The Diplodocus, large as it may be, suspects nothing. 

The mighty T-Rex waits for the opportune moment. The Diplodocus is hesitant, keeping its eyes scanning the surroundings for predators, but its thirst finally convinces it to drop its massive head and take a drink from the lake.

When it comes time to strike, the T-Rex doesn’t hesitate!

“Rawr!” 

“Neh!” Jeanne yelped.

“The T-Rex eats your dinosaur.”

“No! That’s cheating!” Jeanne whined.

“The mighty T-Rex cares not for rules! Rawr rawr rawr.”

“Stop! It has two babies!”

“You mean two appetizers.”

“Neeeeeh!”

“What are you both doing?”

Jeanne and I froze as we stared up at Mordred looking down at us. Neither of us heard her enter the room.

“...nothing.” I looked back down at the assortment of toy dinosaurs Jeanne and I both had around us as we lay on the ground.

Mordred raised an eyebrow. “Are you playing with toys?”

I blinked. “Yes.”

“...why?”

“Wilhelm had me watch a movie about dinosaurs with him.” Jeanne smiled brightly.

I nodded.

“Oh.” Mordred just said it plainly.

She just kind of stared blankly as an awkward silence ensued.

“Do you want to play with us?” I asked.

There was another moment of silence.

“Yes.” Mordred sat down and joined us. “What’s this one with wings?”

“Pterodactyl.” I answered her.

“Cool, I like this one.”

Right, where was I?

Oh yeah.

“The mighty T-Rex’s hunger for blood is never satiated!” I continued to attack Jeanne’s Dinosaurs.

“That’s not fair; your dinosaur can’t fly like that!” Jeanne cried out as she failed to protect hers.

“But mine can.” Mordred joined in on attacking Jeanne’s dinosaurs.

She puffed up. “Stop ganging up on me!”

“Spell one of their names and I’ll stop.”

“Neh!!!”

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A/N

Just a stupid Omake that popped into my head.