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 Posted: Tue Jan 26, 2010 7:03 pm
Ah, the Museum of Paleontology, nothing is quite so full of prehistoric animals as it is.
Bleez had been learning about dinosaurs recently from the "'Covery Channel" as she called it (couldn't quite get the hang of pronouncing "Discovery" yet). She thought that dinosaurs were "so cool" and begged her mom, Moira, to take her to see them. Despite Moira's best efforts, however, Bleez didn't understand that dinosaurs don't live in a zoo. In fact, they don't live at all anymore.
"Mum, what's that?" Bleez pointed to the skeleton of a Tyrannosaur.
"That's a Tyrannosaurus Rex," Moira read off of the plaque in front of the skeleton.
"No it's not! Those are jus' bones!" Bleez retorted, disappointed by the lack of "real" dinosaurs.
"I told you, hun, dinosaurs died millions of years ago. All that's left is their skeletal remains."
"Their bones?" Bleez asked, a little confused.
"Yes," Moira chuckled, "Their bones, that's their skeleton."
Bleez let go of her mother's hand and walked around the skeletal behemoth slowly. When she came full circle, she looked at the plate in front of the display. "Ty-ran-no-sau-rus" she sounded it out, still learning to read, "N-name means, ty-ty-tyrant liz-ard. Mum, what's 'tyrant' mean?" She looked at Moira.
"It means he was a mean dino king."
Bleez looked back up at the skeleton, "Where's his crown then?"
Moira laughed, "They didn't have crowns back then, hunny." Moira grabbed Bleez's hand. "Now, let's go inside and you can see even more!"
Bleez happily followed her mother to the ticket counter where they bought two tickets and entered through the main gate.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 6:31 pm
Unfortunately for the new guardian of a little ball of rage, Dromedary, Lyxaes was not the kind of kid to just sit at home quietly and color or whatnot. Oh, no he wasn't. The second the little Wrath spawn had seen the ad for the Paleontology Museum on the TV, he had DEMANDED to go with all the force in those little lungs--which was a surprisingly large amount.
"Drooooom! Come on, hurry up!" Lyxaes shouted, dragging his unlucky guardian out of the door by his leather jacket. "We're gonna be late for the moo-see-num!"
Dromedary had no choice but to slip into the driver's seat and get going to the museum. It was either that, or endure the little hellion's massive tantrum--and the darn thing bit! Hard, too! He had been warned that Lyzaes was poisonous as well, and Drom felt it after the first bite. From then on, he had taken to wearing his thickest jacket at all times, and the poor abused thing was already covered in bite marks and scratches from his 'son'.
The drive seemed to go on for an eternity, and only once did Lyxaes, blissfully, decide to be quiet. Those three minutes were amazing ones for the harried Drom, and he cherished them. Much to his chagrin, they were shattered the second they pulled into the museum parking lot.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2010 8:24 pm
Bleez was bolting between exhibits in the main hall. She was just a blur to those she would unintentionally bump into. Nonsensical babbled also accompanied the blur.
"Bleez? Bleez, where'd ya go?" Moira was pushing her way through the crowd, apologizing to those she was bumping. She huffed, seeing Bleez's tail duck between another group of people. "Bleez! Get back here, now!" Moira stamped her foot.
"I am, mum, what's wrong?" Bleez's voice came from behind Moira.
Moira snatched Bleez's hand, "This is NOT a playground, you can't go running around in here. You also need to be quieter and be more courteous to people. Okay?"
Bleez tried to wrestle her hand free, but to no avail. "Kaaaaaay, mum, le'go!"
"Al'ight, but you 'ave to stay close." Moira let go of Bleez's hand. Bleez just huffed.
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