Anonymous Sat 24 Aug 2024 14:47:48 No.68542558 Report

Quoted By: >>68542582 >>68542740

Hey snoot, tried writing a green for the first time ever. Really have no idea how good a writer I am so feedback is appreciated.

Early morning sunlight streams through a window onto a kitchen with a low table and a camping stove next to a normal oven and range. Next to the fridge the strange double set up is explained by an empty wheelchair. Footsteps approach from the left entrance. A tall male green baryonix with sunglasses and a coif enters carrying an older female baryonix in his arms. He enters and gently sets her into the wheelchair.
> “Thank you so much dear. I’m an idiot sometimes”
> “No worries mom it’s good exercise”
She adjusts herself in the chair and rolls over to the kitchen table, which has several art supplies scattered on its surface. She clears enough of them away to locate a pen and a notebook and rips a page out of the notebook.
> “You’ve grown into such a handsome young man. I just wish you would stop smoking”
Standing with his back to her, he winces at her words and he tries to covertly return the unlit cigarette in his mouth to the package in his breast pocket.
> “Dad still out?”
He changes the subject.
> “The studio runs him ragged because he’s too nice to say no to anything”

Anonymous Sat 24 Aug 2024 14:49:03 No.68542582 Report

Quoted By: >>68542606 >>68542740

>>68542558
> “That’s true. Remember when Syb asked for a skateboard and immediately broke her arm falling off it?”
> “I’m just glad it wasn’t her head, you need your brains more than you need your arm”
> “Syb doesn’t. I haven’t seen her think once yet and I’ve known her for 15 years”
The older baryonix smirks at him. Then extends her arm to hand over a folded page.
> “The worst thing about her being a little hellion is I know she gets it from me. Take care of these while you’re out with Vin today, do you need cash?”
> “Naw, I still have the twenty from when you sent me for groceries and dad came back with a pizza.”
> “Well, there’s an extra twenty in there if you end up needing it. Look at me Trent. NOT for cigarettes.”
He smiles sheepishly at her as he takes the list and cash.
A mechanical thrumming is sounds from the outside followed by a tiny beep of a cars horn being gently tapped once.
> “Wow good timing. Vin’s seven minutes early”
Trent says looking at the clock over the counter.
> “Oliiivia we’re heeeere”
Comes in from the cracked open window over the balcony.
Olivia rolls alongside the sliding door to the balcony and pokes her head out.
Down below, a Dilophosaurus with long dreadlocks and wearing a sleeveless shirt that was clearly decorated by hand. The design is a smiling sun rising over a flowered hill and the words “rise and shine” above the image, stretched precariously across the hybrid’s muscular frame.
> “Hi Liv! How are you?!”
> “Vinny you’re gonna have to replace that shirt before you bust out of it in public”

Anonymous Sat 24 Aug 2024 14:50:05 No.68542606 Report

Quoted By: >>68542625 >>68542740

>>68542582
> “Never! It was a gift from my favorite god-sister!”
Olivia stifles a laugh and rolls over to the stove while Trent heads for the door.
> "Take care today sweetie"
Olivia calls after him as the door clicks shut.
Once outside, Trent and Vinny embrace, Vinny a head shorter than Trent.
> “Hey big little brother”
> “Hey little big brother, you sixteen yet?”
> “This August, that mean you changed your mind about letting me drive one of your cars?”
> “I will fold you in half if you touch either of them.”
The dilo grins jocularly, disarming the threat.
> “But I will teach you how to drive.”
He finishes
> “Man I wanna go out in style like you, did you just get this thing candy coated?”
Trent gestures at the shiny purple car.
> “Yep, this Sunday. I’m replacing the inside with red in a month or two. Depending on how much money the shop pulls in”
As he talks, Vinny opens the door for an aged blue spinosaurus who pulls herself out of the seat with some difficulty before Vinny’s arm is around her, helping her to her feet.
> “Thank you sweetheart”
She says as she gently plants a kiss on Vinny’s cheek.
> “Anytime, anywhere mom”
As she moves towards the front door Trent just stepped out of, Vinny calls up
> “Liv, get some tea on.”
> “Already did”
her voice calls back.
After the door shuts, Trent locks it behind her then returns his keys to his pocket. Then pulls out the package of cigarettes from his breast pocket again.
> “You’re such a mammas boy Vin”
he says as he lights up.
A whoosh of motion grabs the cigarette from his mouth, and Vinny crushes the lit tip with his thumb and index finger.
> “We’re both mammas boys. And your mamma wants you to stop smoking”
> “Fuck! Vin that’s the second time today I been interrupted!”
> “The sooner you quit the easier it’ll be. You ready to scoot?”
Trent catches his breath and then sighs.
> “Yeah.”

Anonymous Sat 24 Aug 2024 14:51:11 No.68542625 Report

Quoted By: >>68542740

>>68542606
Then after a long pause gazing at the front door of his house.
> “How is she?”
> “She misses him as much as I do, probably more. She’s better at not showing it.”
Vinny sniffs violently to hide the crack in his voice.
Trent nods.
> “How are you doing?”
Vinny forces a laugh. This time when he speaks his voice can’t help but quake.
> “I got to hear my dad say how proud he was of me before he had to go, I’m as good as I can be right now.”
With a gentle motion, Trent pulls Vinny into another hug, this time they linger on the moment. Trent offering Vinny support as he fights off all but two or three tears.
> “We all gotta go sometime and I just... I just need more time to be ok with it”
His composure reaffirmed, Vinny pulls out of the hug and slaps Trent across the back.
> “Let’s boogie tall, dark, and gruesome.”
Trent slides around the front of the car to the passenger side and buckles in, before adjusting the seat back as far as it’ll go.
> "Gimmie some speed, death-breath, if I can't have nicotine at least gimmie some wind in my hair."
The engine roars back to life, purring like a colossal cat.
> "I can second that."
> "You can get air in those goofy dreads?"
> "My girl likes em, so they ain't goofy"
As they pull out, the windows roll down and sounds of boomer rock follow the car down the road as it rolls off into the morning air.

-end