Rhinos At Recess Novels & Stories

Rebecca leaned against the bedroom doorframe, watching the two people laughing together in her small living room. Reno was sitting on the floor with a dinosaur plushie in his hands, while Samuel sat cross-legged in front of him, pretending to be the “bad dinosaur” being chased by the little T-Rex. “Daddy, you have to lose! This is a super strong T-Rex, look at his teeth!” Reno growled playfully. Samuel responded, “Oh no! These T-Rex teeth are too sharp! I surrender…”

I tried to be gentle and make them understand. “Morning recess is at 10,” Rarith explained, in case I didn’t know. “I’ll be at the courtyard with the Band-Aids at 10,” I agreed. “Are there Minion ones?” a boy with spiky hair asked. “I’ll see if I can find some!” I winked. As they left, Rarith pulled my hand, making me crouch down to her level, whispering in my ear, “You only fix broken hearts, right?”

“Let’s see how this loser is going to die. I heard that Rhino has come up with some new moves. Maybe he’ll use them on this loser.” Rhino looked at Philip with contempt, made a thumbs down gesture, and said, “I'm going to bust your head open!”

Aspen I release a breath I didn’t know I was holding as the buzzer blares, signaling the end of the game. We lost. We fucking lost the game to the Dynamos. The arena is electric with cheers, none of them for us. My teammates shuffle toward the bench in silence, heads low, their sticks dragging across the ice. I rip off my helmet and rake a hand through my damp hair, my chest heaving with frustration. I stay where I am at center ice, frozen, staring at the scoreboard. Three points. That’s all it took to rip the game from us.

Then, I’ll crush all the humans. Ellie the Elephant: [Let me stomp on them too, Dad!] Chuck the Seal: [Christmas means lots of humans! If we riot at that time, we can kill so many of them!] Kingsley the Monkey: [Hose Guy deserves to die. The new girl probably sucks, too. I’ll throw a rock at her head to see how she likes it!] I blinked in shock and instinctively looked around. Suddenly, with a whoosh, a rock the size of an egg flew past my ear, missing by inches. My knees almost gave out.

“Rhino 7! Use minor quake!” The ground rumbled as the little rhino started to stomp very fast, the Reptile got disoriented and let go the injured number 3, it shook its head a couple of times and tried to get away from them, but he was attacked by rhino 2 on one side of its body followed by rhino 1 attacking its head, both with a powerful charge. The sound, the recent quake, and the smell of blood attracted the rats again, they left their burrows with bloodshot eyes and madly dashed towards the injured monsters.

But Rhino's eyes were just looking for that girl. Rhino walked through the middle of the two rows and went back to look for her. Going backwards, he saw the girl. She was hidden behind another girl. Rhino smiled crookedly and shook his head. Then he gestured to everyone in the class to get out. The poor girls went out one by one making sad faces until the whole class was empty.

“You’re having fun too.” “I’m tolerating it.” “Liar.” Because he might have been right. We passed a series of game stalls, each one louder than the last. People shouting, bells ringing, prizes hanging everywhere. Ryker slowed down, eyes scanning everything. Then he stopped. “This one,” he said. I followed his gaze. A dart game. Balloons lined up in rows, prizes hanging above them—cheap stuffed animals in every shape and color. And then I saw it. A penguin.

The boys arrived at the border after dusk. The rhinoceros beast, or rather, the Jagged Horn Beasts, took a lot more time than the usual monsters for them to handle. It wasn’t because of the Jaggedhorns only, but rather, the distractions from the Moostets. These furry and bigger sized meerkat like creatures were hopping around everywhere, trying to distract Jai and Darrion from the charging Jaggedhorns.

The cast was even more colorful now new drawings had been added over the weekend, including a surprisingly detailed rocket ship that Colt had drawn during their last science lesson. "Your cast is so pretty," Ruby said, touching the edge of the rainbow she had drawn. "I wish I had a cast." "No, you don't," Emory said seriously. "It's very itchy. And you can't swim. And everyone stares at you in the hallway." "But you get to draw on it." "That part is fun." Colt appeared at the table, his lunch tray balanced precariously in one hand and his T-Rex—Rex—tucked under his other arm. Max and Charles followed close behind, already arguing about which dinosaur would win in a fight.