Sigyn thinks the dinosaurs are such fun that we shouldn’t keep them to ourselves. She has invited some of our friends and acquaintances over to play.
Yelp is suitably entertained.
“अभिवादन, सानो रबर छेपारो.”
Benno! It is a quarter your size, it is twice as slow as you, and Parasaurolophus is an herbivore— what are you afraid of?
A THUNDER-LIZARD IS A MOST SUITABLE PLAYTHING FOR THE MIGHTY THOR!!
“These are great! I could fit them with electronic controller collars and have my own army of tiny dino-bots…”
“Nein, Remus! I do not sink ze kleine dinosaurier vill make ze Zoom! Zoom! noises iff you scootz it on ze floor.”
“We observe proper manners in my Sugar Dojo. Now bow, to show honor to your worthy opponent.”
“Don’t even think about it, Sail Boy! Back away from Groot or I will blast ya into next Thursday.”
This has been fun, Sigyn, but how do we make them all go home? I want to sit and play with my dinos in peace.