Next Day, Chip had a visitor. It was Teddy.
"Chip, Chip," Ted said when he was inside
"There's this cat, right, and I was playing with it, when it disapeared!"
Chip thought for a moment, then said "Was anyone else there?,"
Ted answered back "No"
"You're a detective," said Chip, "You're the one who should know,"
"Yes," said Ted "But I thought I better ask first,"
Chip said "Let's see the scene of the crime,"
When they got there, Ted said "Look! There's giant footprints!"
"So there is," said Chip "You can't say I noticed,"
"They look like, like, like..." said Ted
Chip said "T-Rex footprints,"
"Yes," said Ted "He could have took him."
"More than likely," said Chip, then looking to the ground, "Look" He said, pointing to the ground "Drag marks!"
"What if that's his tail?" asked Ted.
"No" said Chip "When we left, I went to my house for a while and then I went to spy on the Rex, he never dropped his tail once,"
"Right," said Ted.
Chip said "Those are drag marks."
"Yea" said Ted
"Well," said Chip "We have an adventure before us, don't we,"
END CHAPTER THREE
Notes: I'm not sure detective Ted really is a detective. Chip took control of that very quickly. I could argue it was to set up some sort of character development for Ted down the line, but really I think it was just so Chip - my soft toy - would take centre stage. Ten year-old me was a bit of a dick, apparently.
The tail-dragging thing is clearly me being proud of learning that dinosaurs didn't do that (largely thanks to Jurassic Park mainstream opinion of dinosaurs changed to the raised-tail, fast moving creatures that palaeontology had largely accepted by 1993 - check the history of the diplodocus fossil in the London Natural History Museum). Ten year-old me was also a bit of a smart-arse, apparently.
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