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knitekatTitle: Sand, Sandcastles and… Snakes?
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: James Lester, Christine Johnson
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For P100 prompt 935 - The Silurian. Sequel to First Encounter and Where Angels Fear To Tread.
“Ohh. Look, James, it’s a beach. Race you to the water.”
“What water? We should go back.”
“You’ll still a chicken.”
“Am not, I came through.”
“I suppose so.”
“You’ve seen it. It’s just sand. Now can we go home?
“We could build sandcastles.”
“You need damp sand for that, this is dry, like a desert.”
“Spoilsport.”
“Come on Chrissie.”
“I suppose… what’s that?”
“What’s what?”
“That… that waving over there.”
“Waving? Where?”
“What is it, James?”
“I don’t know. Maybe a snake?”
“I don’t like snakes. James! It’s coming this way.”
“That’s not a snake. Chrissie! Run!”
“James! James!”
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: James Lester, Christine Johnson
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For P100 prompt 935 - The Silurian. Sequel to First Encounter and Where Angels Fear To Tread.
“Ohh. Look, James, it’s a beach. Race you to the water.”
“What water? We should go back.”
“You’ll still a chicken.”
“Am not, I came through.”
“I suppose so.”
“You’ve seen it. It’s just sand. Now can we go home?
“We could build sandcastles.”
“You need damp sand for that, this is dry, like a desert.”
“Spoilsport.”
“Come on Chrissie.”
“I suppose… what’s that?”
“What’s what?”
“That… that waving over there.”
“Waving? Where?”
“What is it, James?”
“I don’t know. Maybe a snake?”
“I don’t like snakes. James! It’s coming this way.”
“That’s not a snake. Chrissie! Run!”
“James! James!”
