Written for Alastair’s Photo Fiction. Story begins after the photo
Genre: Science Fiction
Survival of the Scaredest
“I seen him right through there,” pointed Evan. “Like one a’ those dino-sores I seen on cable teevee.”
Lou reeled in his lure and cast again from the boat. “Sure it weren’t no gator?”
“Nope. Second time I seen it, it done came after me, runnin’ on two legs like a giant chicken. I rowed like hell for deeper water. But golldangit, the dang thing can swim! Lucky I can row faster scared than it can swim hungry.”
Lou looked at Evan blankly. “You been smoking them funny cigarettes again, aintcha?”
“No! I swear to God I saw it in the shallow water right thar.”
Lou began rowing to the shallows, “It’s called ‘survival of the fittest,’ Evan. And dinosaurs weren’t fittest. They all done died.”
“Don’t know about that. I do know ‘survival of the scaredest’ works best. And that dang thing scares me.”
Lou stepped out of the boat into knee-deep water. He held his arms out questioningly. “Where’s your dinosaur now, Evan?”
“Get back here, Lou. It ain’t safe!”
“I ain’t scared.”
That worked out perfectly for the 5’10” tall, 18′ long Utah Raptor waiting in the bushes. It charged through the shallow water and snapped the neck of the, obviously unfit, prey animal with a single bite. It was growing fast with all the easy prey shambling around.
Evan quickly rowed away to deep water accompanied by the sound of Lou’s breaking bones and tearing flesh.
Told you ‘survival of the scaredest’ works best, Lou.
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