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By Gloverboy23

(Note) None of the Disney Dinosaur themed characters belong to me, only the OC human characters do.

Chapter 1: A Summer well-ruined

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The summer in California was at it's peak. The sun was shinning brightly over the suburbs as kids in their front yards played and hung-out.

Unfortunately, there was one residents that was not enjoying the summer holidays at that very moment.

Twelve year-old Shelly Blake was in a very unhappy mood in her house. Her ten year-old brother, Ken, was feeling it as well. Their parents had just informed them both that a guest was coming for a visit for a week. And this particular guest was not one of their favourites.

"I don't know why you had to invite Mitch to come here, mom," Said Shelly as she combed her short, blond hair as she walked out of the upstairs bathroom.

Clara Blake, who was tall and thin with short blond hair like her daughter, just shook her head and told her, "It's only for a week, Shelly. I don't why you are complaining about this."

Shelly frowned down at her mother from the banister. "You don't know Mitch like me and Ken do, mom. He's nothing but a little creep."

"Now, Shelly-" Clara said.

"It's true, mom, he is!" Shelly insisted. "Last time he was here, he rummaged through my room and took my magazine and used it to blackmail me."

Clara crossed her arms, a brow raised. "That magazine was something that you shouldn't have had in the first place, young lady."

Shelly rolled her eyes as she snorted. "Oh come on, mom," She said. "He used it to blackmail me into doing what he wanted, remember?"

Clara sighed as she picked up the laundry basket next to her feet. "I do remember, Shelly," She said. "And it was wrong of him to do that, but you have to remember that you can not have that sort of stuff in your room. Not every girl your age gets the perfect guy in a magazine at sweet sixteen, you know that. And you are not even sixteen yet."

"Well, that's not the point right now," Shelly said, "the point is that Mitch is a little snitch. He's a tattletale, and I think he somehow knows about... the T.W.C, mom."

Clara understood what she meant. The T.W.C, which stood for Time Watch Corporation, was a secret time travelling organization that only a select few knew about. The corporation was founded by Mr. Brie. But the power of time travel was originally created by a young man named Zeke Staedtler. He, and his grandfather, Reginald, were from the year 2035 in the far future. They both had time travelled back to the year 2010 so that they could re-build their corporation and have a new life from the one they knew back in the future. Clara did not know all the details about it, but didn't press the matter.

This new organization in California was something Clara and her husband wanted their kids to get involved in. So, without another word, they both signed their kids up to join. Of course, Clara and Thomas had to sign a non-disclosure agreement for their kids and themselves before they joined that explicitly forbid them from telling anyone what they saw or experienced. Nobody, not even the general public, was to know about the corporation and it's secrets.

Only a select few, young people mostly, were allowed to join the T.W.C and learn about time travel. And experience it.

Those members were allowed to time travel and learn about history in Earth's past.

But now, with Mitch coming over for the week, that could be a problem. He didn't know about the T.W.C or the time travel technology used for it, but he had been suspicious when Shelly and Ken had talked about in Shelly's room. Mitch, like a little snake with his ears against the door, had over-heard almost everything.

From then on Mitch had tried to use that against Shelly and even tried to bluff her into relieving the T.W.C by catching her off-guard. But Shelly and Ken were both on to him. They were not going to slip-up and tell him anything.

Mitch had vowed that one day he would find out about the Time Watch Corporation, that much he promised. And now he was coming back, and this time he was staying for a week. A week!

Clara cleared her throat. "Be that as it may, Shelly," She said. "He is family. And me and your father expect you and your brother to treat him as such. I don't want any senseless fighting when you are going to the Dino Institute tomorrow, understand?"

"Yes, mom," Said Shelly.

Abandoning the hair dryer, Shelly went to her room. She knew that once Mitch was here, he would start snooping around again. This time he could find out about the T.W.C. Slowly and obligingly she went to work storing away her pictures of her time travelling adventures.

"Sometimes I wish I had a lock for my door," Shelly muttered coldly.

All too soon, there was a noise of gravel outside as Thomas Blake's car pulled into the driveway, then the clump of the car doors closing and footsteps on the front yard path.

Shelly and Ken stood in the hallway where they were, a glum feeling in both their stomachs as the door opened.

On the threshold stood eleven year-old Mitch Pester Blake. He looked almost like Ken, but not quite. His light-brown hair was sharp-looking, the long fringes pointy. His eyes were greenish and held the kind of mean-looking little boy attitude you'd expect to see. He was wearing green khaki pants which were tucked into his blackish army boots and had on a navy blue t-shirt with the sleeves rolled-up. He had freckles on his cheeks as well, but only three well-defined spots.

"Hello, cousins," Said Mitch. "Long time no see."

"Not long enough," Ken said with a grumble, crossing his arms.

"Ken, is that anyway to speak to your cousin?" Thomas said as he past by them, carrying Mitch's duffle bag upstairs to the guest room.

Ken sighed. "No, dad,"

Mitch shot Ken one of his "I won" grins, and followed Thomas upstairs.

Clenching his fists, Ken felt like he wanted to go after him and cream the little jerk. Shelly put a restraining hand on her brother's shoulder.

"We can't chance it, Ken," Shelly told him. "If we are going to go to the Dino Institute with Sophie Wolfheart tomorrow, we can't get into any fights. You heard what mom said."

Ken nodded.

"Besides," Shelly whispered under her breath. "I'll keep him busy tomorrow at the institute while you and Sophie go downstairs to the loading basement with Dr. Seeker. Hopefully, the computer lab will keep him occupied until we come back from our 'trip'."

The rest of the afternoon was uneventful. As Mitch made himself at home, Shelly and Ken stayed in their rooms, playing video games or doing homework.

It was only during supper that something went wrong.

When everyone had finished their meal, Clara had brought out her homemade cookies on a plate. Each of the kids were allowed three, but Mitch had other ideas. As soon as Clara and Thomas had left the table, his hand had shot-out toward the plate, and was about to grab the last cookie when...

Slap!

Shelly's hand connected with his, deflecting his aim from the cookie.

"What did you do that for?" Mitch snapped.

"You can't have the last cookie, Mitch," Shelly told him. "You can only have three, like my mom said."

"I don't know why you should care," Mitch said, barrelling on. "and besides, I'm the guest here."

Shelly shot back, "Guests are people who are planning on leaving." she grabbed the cookie from the plate, broke it in two, and gave the other half to Ken.

"You know what? Military summer camp is looking better all the time!" Said Mitch sorely, and he stalked off from the table.

Ken watched him go. "You could have split that three ways, Shelly," He said, eating his cooking. "It's only a cookie."

"It's not about the cookie, Ken," Shelly told him as she stuffed the cookie in her mouth. "it's about the principle of it. If he had gotten that last cookie, he would've given us his usual triumphant win smirk. I'm not going to let him ruin this summer just for that."

"I guess you're right." Said Ken, swallowing hard. "I only hope that tomorrow is a better day."

"It will be, Ken, don't you worry." Said Shelly. "Nothing is going to go wrong."

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Well, here is the first chapter of my DINOSAUR story. Mind the next chapter might take a while because of my Jurassic Park story, but hey, that's the way I work.

So until next time, END OF LINE.