Chevelle's Maiden Flight

My six year old son took command of the little green men while I offered what assistance I could to coordinate the dinosaur offensive.

The battle was fierce. A bazooka man took out Anklosauraus with one hit, weakening my center, but quick action from a pteradon (accompanied by the Red Baron song) silenced his gun and allowed the raptor to flank from the right. Though he was mortally wounded by several riflemen, the pteradon managed to crash into a group of mortarmen and that goofy guy with the rifle above his head, thus weakening the defensive line (Mrrrrrnnnnnggggg.....BOOM). The raptor wreaked havok on the rifleman, but a machinegunner laid down murderous fire that brought him down. The Tyrannosaurus did not perform to my expectation, getting killed almost immediately by a plastic tank that drove up from the rear.

Instead, it was the Triceritops that carried the battle and almost achieved victory. His thick frill turned bullets and the tank's main gun easily, a quick flick of his large horns upturning it and taking it out of the battle. Army men fled before him, his roars sending them in fear as they screamed "not fair, Daddy, you killed my tank and all the men!"

The commander of the Army men was desperate. What could stop this monster? The tank was ineffective, any wall placed before him crushed, and soldier instantly smashed deep into the sand.....he looked about, his mind spinning.....

....there! There! The big Tonka bulldozer and the big Tonka dump truck! Solid steel with big plasic wheels, they outsized the offending herbivore twenty times over. Quickly the remaining plastic soldiers swarmed onto the large construction vehicles and with a roar of engines advanced.

The Triceritops tried to dodge the vehicles, and indeed lept onto the back of the dumptruck to thrash the soldiers riding there, but it was a losing gesture, as he was clearly outclassed, and the trap was set.

The bulldozer had made a trench, deeper than the dinosaur and as long as your arm, and the dumptruck began to back the terrifying animal towards it. It was doubtful the trick would succeed, until some of the plastic Army men discovered they could shoot lasers from their eyes and blind him!

The dinosaur wavered at the top, hovering between escape and capture, until he fell. The scream he made as he tumbled into the trench was so satisfying that it had to be re-enacted several times, until....

The bulldozer drove at the berm of sand above the trench, and, with the burial complete, drove over the top of it repeatedly to ensure it would become a perfect set of fossils.

The battle was won, and the Army men were all discharged from the service (though they were allowed to retain all equipment and weapons, should the need for their services be needed again).

Many years later (three minutes), the now civilian Army men became dinosaur experts from the museum and went looking for fossils. Recalling the battle, they knew exactly where to look. A backhoe was brought forward, it's tracks making really cool marks in the sand that had to be explored fully, and excavation began.

Soon the dinosaur was discovered, and to everyone's surprise it was an intact Triceritops! He was placed on the back of a dump truck and transported to the museum.

It was then time to go to the potty, eat a hot dog, and drink some water. Also, I was informed that I really wanted some ice cream and that I should share, as sharing is really good, and God likes it when we share.