I Wani Spend My Life With That Gator.

Chapter 38- I Wani Have Fun With The Guys

May 13th 201M B.C. 2028 (early afternoon)

"Naser, what the hell is this?" The deformed wing pterodactyl turned to what Anon was talking about. He saw that his brother-in-law was motioning towards his brand new spanking vehicle, which shot an unhealthy amount of pride through Naser. Naser grinned, ran over to his beautiful baby, and ran his hand over the hood of the car. He turned around and leaned against the black and orange 1970 Mustang.

Anon and the rest were looking at the beautiful, polished, shiny-and some people would even call it sexy-vehicle. Naser had his arms crossed over his chest with a smug smirk present on his snoot, while his father marched over and surveyed the beautiful vehicle with a hint of a smile forming across his face. He was glad Naser found something that he shared some interest in. Anon went around the gorgeous black and orange car; he saw that it had some modern tech within it so it wouldn't be too out of date, but he also saw that the seats and everything else within it looked straight out of when it was produced.

Anon spectated the vehicle with awe as he saw the beautiful orange metallic strip on the hood. The body of the car was dark black, with some oranges decorated around the vehicle. Anon turned his face in Naser's direction, his face stunned beyond anything else. "Naser, have I ever told you how absolutely awesome and based you can be sometimes?"

Naser rolled his eyes and placed a hand on his chest proudly. That seemed to spark something within his fragile ego and makes the ptero beam with pride. "Why thank you, Anon? Just for that, maybe I'll let you tag along with me in the Nazcar 2.0."

Anon's face dropped significantly. "I- What?"

Ripley groaned, slapped his hand against his face, and walked off. Suddenly after that, he felt as if he should disown Naser now. Naser snickered and patted the hood of his car, then slid his hand across it with a smirk. "Yep, this is my pride and joy, the successor to the best vehicle in all of dino and mankind: the original Nazcar."

Anon crossed his arms and quirked his eyebrow accusingly. "Didn't that jalopy shit with wheels barely function at all? Wasn't it riddled with bullet holes from the time you dropped me off in Skinrow?" Naser shook from the memory of his beautiful baby being almost totaled by the homeless and thugs of Skinrow. He put his hand back on the hood of his vehicle and snapped. "I'm not letting that happen again to my child; this beautiful thing is my baby, and I will do everything I can to protect it!"

Anon put his hand to his face and slowly slid it down with pity. "I sometimes wonder what Janice sees in you, dude."

Naser stumbled back a bit and stuttered; it was almost like he got the wind knocked out of him at what Anon told him. "Wha, what does this have to do with Janice!?" Anon stuffed his hands into his pockets and grinned knowingly at the flustered black and orange pterodactyl. "You know what I mean; it's obvious to anyone and everyone around, dude."

Ripley snorted and crossed his bulging arms over his chest. "It's true, son; don't be a pussy."

Naser's beak fell open as he was practically cornered by his father and brother-in-law. He raised his arms and stuttered nervously, trying to find ways he could avoid this situation or find an exit route. "Oh my god, we aren't dating, you guys!" Anon and Ripley shared a glance at one another and then back at the shorter, flustered ptero.

It was utter bullshit.

"Son, don't lie to me; we heard you when you both came over last Christmas. You both kept everyone in the house awake; we had to explain to Alex that Santa was stuck on the roof and that the reindeer had kicked him in the groin." That made Anon grin and snicker into the back of his hand that he brought up; the look of horror and embarrassment wasn't probably going to leave his face anytime soon.