Annabeth put on her thirteenth layer of mango strawberry lip balm carefully, puckering her fat beak into a hand mirror. She wore a long pink dress with an Orpington skirt decorated with glittering rhinestones. She laughed a cheap giggle and walked up to Dude, applying blush to her green cheeks. The shades dinosaurs were in were so unsightly! She looked sick, but at least the pink eye shadow looked ok.
"Hi, Dude," she said.
Manwich was helping man the dance. His unatural size was making the floor shake.
Plent sat there, immobile.
Plenteater walked into the dance floor, looking for plents to eat.
Chickn watched the many dinosaurs with fear. They were in her usual sunning spot, and squishing a lot of her daily berry bushes. And more were arriving. What if she was crushed?
"Hi, Dude," she said.
Manwich was helping man the dance. His unatural size was making the floor shake.
Plent sat there, immobile.
Plenteater walked into the dance floor, looking for plents to eat.
Chickn watched the many dinosaurs with fear. They were in her usual sunning spot, and squishing a lot of her daily berry bushes. And more were arriving. What if she was crushed?