35. Hamsterdactyls

CHAPTER 35 HANSTERDACTYLS George and Harold finally made it home just as the three furry creatures were returning to the tree house. Yesterday George and Yesterday Harold told them what had happened, and how the strange, fuzzy creatures inside Crackers's eggs had saved the Earth from total destruction.

"What are these things anyway?" asked George. "They kinda look like a cross between a hamster and a pterodactyl," said Harold. "Eewww!" said George. "That means that sulu and Crackers w-w-were—EEEWWWWl" "But that doesn't make sense," said Harold. "How could a mammal mate with a reptile?" "EEEEWWWWWI" cried George again. "I mean, unless Sulu's DNA was mutated when he morphed with that bionic endoskeleton," said Harold. "EEEEEWWWWWW!" cried George again. "I suppose a mammal with mutated genes MIGHT be able to breed with a prehistoric reptile," Harold speculated. "What part of EEEEEEWVVWWTVMW don't you understand?!!?" shouted George. "Sorry," said Harold.

Soon, the four friends and their three new pets were back up in their tree house. They all worked together to clean up the mess. Then, the two Harolds made beds for the baby hamsterdactyls out of shoe boxes, while the two Georges thought up names for them. "Let's call the girl Dawn," said George. "What about the two boys?" asked Yesterday Harold. "Orlando and Tony," said Yesterday George. Harold wrote their new pets' names on their shoe box beds, but he still seemed perplexed.

"Are you still trying to figure out how we ended up with three half-pterodactyl, half- bionic-hamster pets?" asked George. "Yeah, sort of," Harold replied. "You're thinking too much," said George. "Listen, if you look too closely at these stories, they're gonna fall apart completely. Whaddya think this is, Shakespeare?!!?" "I guess you're right," said Harold. "Of course I'm right," said George. "Just go with it, man."