𝐣𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐜 ; jurassic world

𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑. A Quiet Night

After a good shower and dinner, the siblings stepped out of their bungalow to walk on the lawn.

On the beautiful island Isla Nublar which housed the biggest theme park in the world, Jurassic World, the brother and sister lived in a lakeside bungalow a few miles away from the Velociraptor Valley. Two bikes rested against the closest tree. Rows of fairy lights hung over the patio, providing a soft glow in the dark. Solar panels were set all over the roof, and a table was set aside where a toolbox, a few fishing rods, stacks of books, board games, and such equipment were visible. There was also a canoe by the bank of the lake, tied to a pole. The older one out of them had a little habit of fishing in leisure.

It was nice around here, no locality to bother them with noise, only nature surrounding them. Sometimes you could hear the night creatures howling or hooting from afar. The lights from the staff cottages in distances would have bare effects to lighten the darkness of the night outside. Only the stars and the moon were there to illuminate the night sky, and sometimes you would be greeted by the fireflies. These serene, quiet nights felt more than rewards after their daily noisy and hectic schedule.

"Hoskins really gets on my nerves," Kate said, "I almost punched him today."

"What stopped you? I would have loved to see a broken nose on his face."

"I don't know, to keep our jobs, maybe?"

Owen erupted into a boisterous laughter. "You thought he could sack us??!"

"Why, is it such a ridiculous thought?"

"Of course? You and I are employed by Mr. Mastani and so is Hoskins. We're basically at the same level. He can't fire us!"

"Oh, right. Still, he's overseeing this project. He could have filed a misdemeanor complaint against me?"

"And say what? A kid broke his nose?" He snorted aloud. "Nah, that'd be a big dent on his ego."

"Now that does sound lucrative," Kate laughed.

"He's crazy, that man. . . His ideas, too," he muttered and shook his head remembering his incredulous request.

"Yeah, tell me about it," she sighed, letting her feet take her to the stacks of books on the table. Asking for a field test with the velociraptors could never be short of a childish demand. Then she remembered something else, what she heard from Barry just before Hoskins had arrived with his ridiculous proposal.

"Did you hear about the intrusion at the raptors paddock last night?" Kate came back with a book in her hand, taking slow, unmindful steps to the lawn, as her eyes already buried in the pages that talked about the stars and their lores and displayed a diagram of one of the constellations, and sat down. "The camper kids, from the project. . .Oh, what was it called? Camp Cretaceous, I think? Barry was telling me about it. Before Hoskins barged in."

"Oh, yeah," Owen replied, he was collecting the tools and putting them inside the toolbox, "The staff were still talking about it at the resting shade. How they nearly got themselves killed. Kids, huh? They think they know better."

"Wow, you sound like a grandpa," she chuckled, "Maybe they did it on a dare, or it also could be that they got there without even knowing."

"But they oughtta be careful now they're here, these animals aren't exactly exhibition materials."

Foreseeing a lecture coming forth, Kate put the book down, thinking of continuing to read after their discussion.

"The sole reason I don't want any kids near the velociraptors is they tend to overlook the gravity often. I wouldn't have even let you work here, but I know you respect the raptors, as anyone should," Owen shrugged.