The scene fades into the Sparks HQ wherein Jason is sitting in the main control room of the Main Portal. The one they use for Missions across the Multiverse and Beyond.

"...Y'know, there's really good Pizza in Dimension 675… I bet I could navigate there, head to a shop, and be back before Darrell has my ass."

Jason rolls his office chair up to the main controls, and begins to tap away.

"This is easy! Why would you need a Quantum Physics degree when even an Idiot could do this?" As Jason remarks, his shoulder bumps an unnoticed can of Cherry Cola left behind by the workers.

The cola spills and the console begins to spark and sputter, it spits gibberish at Jason on the screen.

"Aw Fu-" an Explosion goes off and everything goes white.

As Jason comes to, he finds himself on a rooftop of an apartment looking down.

He sees people and… Techno-color lizards?

Jason takes a long look before noticing something, his Jacket feels looser. Jason sees that there is a tear in the shoulder of the Jacket.

"I'm in a Nightmare…"

The scene fades. It jumps 2 months later, and narration begins.

"So… I've integrated into this… Society. it seems that I've landed in an Alternate dimension where 'Dinosaurs' and Humans live alongside each other. I've managed to forge convincing Certificates and am now a registered US citizen here. Now's the hard part, it's law here that anyone who's 18 and under must attend school and, Me being an idiot, I gave my actual birthday. So I've got to attend a full school year at… Volcano High. And Tomorrow is my first day. What do you think Bruce?"

Jason finishes his monologue and faces a soda can with a sharpie drawn face and zip tie limbs.

"You always say that." Jason says as he slaps him away and throws himself into bed.

"Ok just gotta get to sleep. Actually… I need to get my Jacket fixed."

As Jason's eyes grow heavy from a long day of Exposition. It jumps to early the next morning. His alarm's cacophonous sound jolts him awake.

"Yeah yeah, gotta go to school with the Scalies." Jason says as he snoozes the alarm.

One swift breakfast and shower and Jasons out the door.

"It sure is mighty lucky my Patch is still working, although I can't exactly get myself home with it. Eh, Armed in an unknown dimension is better than not Armed at all." Jason quips to himself on his walk to the bus stop. A bit of a frightening task as his current residence is in 'Skin Row' as they call it. It's a roof over his head and a place to put his stuff. That's all that matters.

One bus ride later and Jason arrives at his stop, Volcano High.

Sitting at the back of the bus on his first day, Jason truly understands what it's like to be a minority now.

"No need to be a Rosa Parks, it's just a semester of laying low until I can get home." Jason remarks, with a few Dinos shooting him stares.

"Shit, out loud narration. Bad habit to have" Jason says, also out loud. He steps off the bus alongside the rest of his class. All of whom are Dinos.

As Jason makes his way up the stairs He reaches into his patch and retrieves a combat knife and slips it into his jacket pocket, thankfully with the sea of students he isn't noticed.

"Can never be too careful, and it'd feel wrong to bring a gun to school." Jason thinks to himself, not seeing the irony of him being a one man armory.

As he steps through the doors, he sees exactly what he expected. More Dinos. He walks through the halls looking for some Administrative Office so he can get a map of the school, as he does many of the students shoot him stares. Being both new, and a 'Skinnie' as these lizards say, leads to a few whispers about him.

"What's with the Stranger Things look?" One Raptor quips to his friends.

"Why's his hair so wild? I thought skinnies were bald or had thin hair?" One Stego girl remarks.

"Dudes dressed like a Sons of Anarchy fan." A T-Rex chuckles out.

As he walks, an Orange Parasaur sees him and her eyes widen. "A new student!" She shouts gleefully as she dashes over to Jason, very nearly running him over.

"Woah!" Jason quips, very nearly slamming his head into hers.

"Are you the new Human student I've heard Principal Spears talk about?" She asks, her overly sweet bubblegum tone immediately seems to put Jason on edge.

"Y-yeah I am, back up a few steps. You're breathing my air dude." Jason says, still kind of unsure about the Orange Parasaur's intentions.

"OH! sorry." She complies with Jason's request and briefly fixes her hair and takes a breath in.

"I'm Naomi! Welcome to Volcano High!" She cheers, nearly blowing Jason's eardrums off.

"Volcano High is one of the leading schools in the country! over 98% of all students who graduate here go on to have very fruitful careers in the various majors!" Naomi sounds as if she's reading off a teleprompter out of view, but she's just memorized this spiel to a tee.

As the speech continues, Jason looks around for opportunities to escape.

"Dammit, what's my options?" He thinks to himself.

"I could pretend I see a friend and meet up with them… But I'm new here and I don't have any friends! She saw me walk in. Ok… Maybe I could slip away by pretending to have a heart attack? No… Too dramatic, she'd be the type to shout for 911 and force me to stay."

As Jason weighs his options, another person walks up next to Naomi.

"Naomi… I think he gets the picture." a Gray and Yellow Pteradon puts a hand on the girl's shoulder.

"Oh! Hi Naser!" She says as she pulls him into a hug.

"So..you're the new Guy huh?" Naser says as he rubs the back of his neck.

"Yeah… I'm just looking for the principal's office so I can get my schedule and get on my way." Jason replies.

Jason is quick to take note of Naser's clothing choice, a very gaudy sports jacket and white Khakis.

"I guess Taste isn't an Evolutionary trait." Jason thinks to himself.

"I know!" Naomi jumps up, nearly hitting Naser with her fist.

"We could help you there! And we could even help choose your classes!"

Jason realized that he probably will need the help, especially considering he has no idea whether this World's schools work the same as his home Dimension's.

"Sure, lead the way."

Naomi's eyes sparkle like Diamonds as she begins to lead Jason and Naser along. She hums to herself the whole time.

"So… First Skinnie we've had in a while-" Naser shuts himself up, realizing he just called the New Guy a slur.

"Eh, don't worry. I'm not from around here so I don't take offense to the vernacular." Jason shrugs, as they continue walking. Jason stops walking mid-step.

"What's the matter?" The Bubblegum Dino asks, looking back.

Jason feels a pair of eyes shooting Daggers into the back of his skull. A feeling all too familiar to the Spark. As he whips around expecting danger, what he's greeted with instead is… someone else.

A Minty-Blue Pteradon is the culprit of the staring, Jason looks her up and down.

"What's with the Dirty look, Evanescence?" Jason says aloud, assuring that the Winged Edgelord heard him.

"What?" The Ptero asked, furrowing her eyebrows.

"I asked first, you answer first." Jason crosses his arms.

Naser grabs Jason's shoulders and pushes him along

"A-Anyway, C'mon! Your Tour and what not!" Naser clearly didn't want to be around for much longer, especially with Jason running his mouth.

"Watch the denim, Preppie!" Jason quips as he's pushed off by Naser, worsening the tear on his shoulder.

The silence between the group was heavy, especially after Naomi stopped singing.

"So…" Naser looks to Jason, rubbing the back of his neck.

"So?" Jason shrugs

"We never got your name earlier and the reception is right down this next hall." Naomi, trying to lift spirits by making small talk.

"Oh! Uh… Jason. Jason Kiesel." Jason sheepishly responds, did it take this long for him to introduce himself?

As Jason and his welcoming committee make their way to the Reception, Jason begins to wonder what the hell the classes will entail.

One sign-in and choosing of extra curricular later, and Jason's in.

"So Jason, need any help getting around?" Naser asks.

"Nah I got my map, I've got it from here. Thanks." Jason responds.

"OOOH! We share Homeroom! We should get over there now." The Parasaur grabs Jason's arm and leads him away.

"See ya, Naser!" Jason says as he's dragged off by the Barbie pink Dino.

Naser waves back as he heads off to his own classes.

Classes go off without a hitch, Jason isn't worried about grades too much but he may as well take the chance for time to improve his mind. Not many people take High School twice.

The digital bell chimes to indicate Lunchtime. As the Student body makes their way out of the room, Jason follows behind while scribbling something down.

While his attention is down to the notepad, he bumps into someone.

"Woah dude… Watch your step." a surfer dude-esqe voice says.

"Sorry, just writing something stupid down." Jason responds, slipping his notepad full of designs for weapons away.

"Nah man… Nothing's that stupid if you gotta write it down."

At this point Jason has noticed the Raptor behind the voice.

His shaggy hair, outfit and smell indicate Stoner.

"So… like, saw you walk in earlier. Wicked battle jacket man." The Raptor does finger guns to Jason.

"Shit, you're the first one to actually compliment it. Everyone else called it Sons of Anarchy and other bullshit. Hasn't anybody in this school seen a Metalhead before?" Jason responds, for the first time he's ran into someone who seems somewhat palatable to be around, especially with the prep that surrounds him.

"Reed." The Raptor extends a fist bump.

"Jason." Jason responds in kind, bumping fists.

"Going to get lunch?" Jason asks, the Raptor nods.

"Wanna come with Jay?" Reed asks.

"Eh screw it, why not?" Jason shrugs.

"Jay? Guess I'll take the nickname." Jason thinks to himself.

The Fast Friends make their way through the school to the cafeteria.

Jason and Reed stand in line, Trays in hand ready to grab some Grub when another voice is heard.

"Reed!" A female voice calls out.

"What the hell are you doing?" A Triceratops girl walks up to the clearly stoned Raptor. He sits for a moment, thinking of a response.

"Getting lunch." He responds, the Triceratops grabs the bridge of her nose.

"I mean, why are you with him?" She points to Jason.

"What'd I do? I got rights y'know?" Jason quips.

"If only you didn't..." The Purple parasite mumbles, Jason's only response is a funny look.

"C'mon, Fang is waiting for us!" The girl gestures to Reed to follow.

"Why don't they just meet us here, Trish? I mean you're here, I'm here… Hey, They could meet Jason." Reed looks at Jason.

Trish grabs the bridge of her nose again.

"Fine." She says, her eyes staring Daggers into Jason.

"Hey guys what's-" the third voice is cut off.

The Ptero girl from earlier has joined the Fray, Jason looks over.

"What the hell is he with you for Reed?" The girl asks through gritted teeth.

"What? What'd Jason do?" Reed asks quizzically.

"He's the one who called me Evanescence earlier." She points to the boy.

"Oh! You're that girl? Shit, looking up close now… You're more of a Black Veil Brides." Jason quips.

The Ptero girl's eyebrows furrow. Reed has a short chuckle.

"C'mon he doesn't mean anything by it, Fang. Jason's actually pretty chill." Reed, surprisingly defends Jason to his clearly upset friends.

"Fang, this guy's bad news." Trish speaks up, tugging on Fang's arm in an attempt to get her away from the Skinnie.

"C'mon Trish, he ain't that bad." Reed shrugs.

"He just insulted Fang, you know how that makes them feel!" Trish begins to start seething with rage.

"Alright, I'm in no Mood to be in between your drama. See ya around Reed." Jason takes off into the lunch line to get something to eat, leaving Reed with the two women. Reed seems pretty bummed about it.

"Ok, friends… No go. It's either them or Naser and Naomi… I'd rather just be alone than deal with the Prep or the Edge." Jason thinks to himself as he grabs a sandwich off the line, looking down at it he sees it's a Vegan Sandwich.

"Oh hell no." Jason puts the sandwich back and grabs a few square slices of Pizza.

"Shitty cafeteria Pizza… One of the constants of the Multiverse." Jason quips as he gets out of line and takes a bite of the Cardboard covered in ketchup.

As Jason sits down alone at a table he continues to chew away at the cardboard when two people suddenly sit next to him.

"Hey Jason." Naser says as he brings out his lunch.

"Hi Jason! How's the school so far? Are you liking it? What's your favorite class? Have you made any friends?" Naomi bombards Jason with questions, running her mouth faster than an F1 Car

"Oh hey Naser… what's up?" Jason asks the Gray Pteradon.

"Not much just… doing my thing I guess." He says while looking dejectedly at his sandwich.

"Jason!" Naomi gets Jason's attention, causing him to almost drop his Cardboard.

"Wh-huh? What's up Naomi?" Jason gathers himself, ready for the Pink Motormouth to run again.

The scene cuts to Fang, Trish, and Reed sitting down with their lunches.

"What the hell Reed?" Trish looks angrily at the Raptor.

"Wh-oh C'mon man, I promise he's not that bad." Reed says as he begins to eat his food.

"Not that bad? He misgendered me AND insulted my outfit!" Fang crosses her arms.

"Well what's he know about looking cool, that 80s Metal Elitist look is so dumb. Bet he's a poser who got it from TV or his Dad's closet." Trish looks over to the Spark at the table with Naser and Naomi.

It cuts back to the table, where Jason is wrapping up a story.

"So I said 'oh you're that girl? Looking at you now you're a Black Veil Brides!' and then-"

Naser cuts Jason off.

"That's my si-" Naser cuts himself off as well.

"That's my Sibling you Fucking Douchebag!" Naser shouts at Jason.

"Sibling? Oh that's your sister? Ok so I gotta know, is Fang a regular name here for you guys or is she trying to be like Spawn or some shit?" Jason, clearly dropping the ball, pisses off Naser as he stands up and walks away.

"Naser wait!" Naomi calls out as he leaves the lunchroom.

"Was it something I said?" Jason calls out to the Pteradon.

"Jason…" Naomi looks at the Spark, her eyes are wet.

Jason sits as the Marmalade Matriarch gives him the best Doe eyes she can muster.

"...Goddammit." Jason says as he gets up and goes after the Pterosaur.

Jason dashes out of the lunchroom, as he does he sees one of the side exit doors shut.

Jason walks outside to see Naser sitting on the ground, his back against the wall of the school.

"Hey… look I-" Jason is cut off by the Pterosaur

Naser: "YOU MOTHERFUCKER!"
Jason: "Ok look I'm sorry."

Naser: "Sorry!? You're sorry!? You not only insulted my Sister twice, you told me about it?!"
Jason: "Ok, point taken. Here's a counterpoint, your Sister isn't very nice!"

Naser stands up and gets in Jason's face, the anger from his eyes beaming.

They stare each other down for a moment before Naser stands down. The anger quickly drains from his face and is replaced by sorrow.

"I-" Naser tries to stutter out something in rebuttal but he can't find the words.

"Look, I came out here to apologize… wasn't right what I did, I'm willing to admit that."

Naser sighs and grabs the back of his neck

"It's ok, if I'm honest I kinda expected it."

Jason raises an eyebrow to that comment.

"What do you mean?" Jason isn't sure what to make of anyone here, but he knows the look of someone who needs help.

"It's just that… she-THEY have been really…" Naser trails off again.

"Angry?" Jason finishes.

"YES! And they've been that way for a while now… I just don't know what to do with Fang anymore." Naser's head drops.

"Okay… Listen man I'm sorry, that's all I wanted to say… I didn't need to-" Jason is cut off by Naser.

"Could you do me a Favor? I mean…" Naser stands awkwardly.

"I guess it's the least I can do, especially after what I did." Jason rubs the back of his neck.

"...They have a show with their band soon." Naser says, as he rubs his arm

"Band?" Jason cocks his head.

"Yeah… Reed and Trish are in it."

"Oh! I met Reed and Trish."

"Could you… Maybe come see it?"

"Uhhh… When is it?"

"In a few days… there's gonna be Pizza." Naser shrugs as if to try and convince Jason.

"Dinner and a show eh? Sure, I'll go. Look again I'm-" as Jason is about to say something, the bell cuts them off.

"OH FUCK!" they both say in unison before running back into School.