Roger, the T-Rex from the past with super abilities,
remembered that it was his fault the outbreak got this bad. He remembered the
kid, his only friend in the world – a friend he has now eaten twice.
Roger was very sad and he moved into a small cabin on top of
a very high mountain and hid there while the world was rebuilding itself from
the disaster it has just recovered from.
One day there was a knock on the door. Roger put down his
Kraft dinner and paused the episode of CSI Winnipeg he was watching. He was
shocked to find the kid on the other side of the door.
“Seriously, what the hell?” Roger said.
“You didn’t know that one of my many super powers is to
reconstitute myself, even after someone eats and poops me. It just took me a
really long time. About seventy years.” The kid said coldly.
“I’m just so happy to see you!” Roger hugged the kid.
“Whatever!” The kid said and punched Roger in the face so
hard that he flew twice around the world and landed on his head.
“why?” Roger asked. He was in great pain, both emotionally
and physically.
“Eat me once, shame on you.” The kid looked dark and angry. “Eat
me twice, shame on me.”
The kid and Roger were punching each other in the face as
they rolled down the mountain.
“Dude! The first time I ate you you were already dead. The
second time I was a zombie!”
“I don’t care!”
The two rolled all the way down and the kid kept beating on
Roger and actually hurt him. Roger had no choice.
He broke the kid’s neck, ate him and pooped him. Again.
Roger felt miserable. Of all the terrible things that
happened to him, this was the worst. He has lost the only friend he had. Unless…
Roger found the time travel gun on the floor next to the kid’s
discarded blood soaked clothes. He used it to create a portal in time and
space.
“See you buddy.” Roger said. “I’m going to fix everything.”
Roger leapt in and traveled back to 2040. He saw his past
self and the kid fighting Torga, the original zombie monkey robot. This was the
moment in time where everything went wrong.
Roger watched in horror as his past self was about to bite
off Torga’s head, a move that will infect him and make him kill the kid.
“Noooo!” Future Roger shouted. “Fire breath! Use your fire
breath!”
Past Roger looked at future Roger in confusion, but
snapped out of it quickly and burnt Torga into a crisp.
Future Roger felt he was fading away. The future has been
changed. He smiled and disappeared forever.
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