⍟ Strings {A Camp Cretaceous x Male Reader Story - Ben}

𝟷𝟶. 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕

Darius and Y/N stand staring at the still limp dinosaur on the floor of the med bay while Kash types on his computer.

"What are the odds that every single fuse blows opening all the dinosaur pens the night before I need them!?" Kash slams his hands down on the desk.

He glares at the boys.

"Well, uhm, maybe they--" Darius' plausible reasoning is cut off by more of Kash's rambling.

"Ugh! I had a whole plan!" He paces around, "The boss shows up and is met by baby dinosaurs who do whatever he tells them to!"

"And then, boom. He makes me his partner."

Kash squeezes at his stress ball, "Before he knows it, I--" He suddenly becomes aware of the children still standing there.

"Where the heck did those things go!?" He kicks over his desk chair.

"Maybe the Ceratosaurus ate them?" Darius suggests.

"Yeah!?" Kash asks as if this is the stupidest thing anyone has ever said, "And did he mop the floors after too!?"

"There was no trace of anything!"

Kash approaches one of the BRAD-Xs, "We need to sweep the biomes."

"Shouldn't we-- check down here first?" Y/N suggests.

"I mean, it's not like the baby dinos hopped in the elevator and went outside!"

Kash growls and slowly turns around to face Y/N before taking a deep breath and turning back to BRAD-X, "Check the entire underground facility."

Two BRAD-Xs march off to do his bidding and Kash approaches a third one, "Where are the other BRADS?"

"The BRAD-X units are acclimating the new assets."

"We don't have time for that!" Kash chucks his stress ball at the BRAD, "Just put the new assets somewhere, and find the missing assets!"

"Now!"

"Affirmative."

Kash angrily stomps away, leaving the boys beside the unconscious Ceratosaurus. The two of them share a glance before going to catch up with him. He leads them to the BRAD warehouse but stops in front of the platform area.

"Wait," He holds up his hand to stop the boys in their tracks, "It's not feeding time."

"Why was this platform last used?"

"Searching records." A disembodied robotic voice replies.

"Platform use was unauthorized."

"Guess they did hop in the elevator." Kash squeezes his ball extra hard.

"I want every BRAD searching the biomes for those stupid baby dinosaurs!" Kash shouts out into the warehouse.

By the time they make it outside, the BRADs have already caught one of the babies. They approach slowly, watching the four BRADs try to calm the baby dinosaur as she attempts to escape.

"Why don't you just hold her down already?" Kash scoffs.

Y/N looks down at the chip gun in his hand that Kash had given him in the med bay warily. He turns away and sneakily disarms it, removing the chip and shoving it into his pocket.

"Give me the ejector." Kash holds his hand out and Y/N places it in his palm.

Kash tosses his tablet to Darius and bends over the dino, "Ugh! Where is-- I swear I put a chip in here already!" He inspects the gun.