⍟ Broken Strings {A Chaos Theory x Male Reader Story - Yasmina}

𝟹. 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝙷𝚘𝚖𝚎

Sammy already seems unimpressed.

"Y'all wanna see some dinos!?" Bobby turns around and tugs on a leash connecting to a small Stygimoloch, causing the dino to screech.

The dinosaur resists, so Bobby pulls harder, tugging the poor thing to the ground. The very small crowd gasps.

"Be warned," Bobby shouts, "These dinos might look little, but their noggins pack a bigger punch than a bucking bronco!"

He pulls the dino forward as it pants, clearly overheated and dehydrated.

"Watch out now, everybody! Only a trained professional such as myself can handle em!"

"Hey!" Sammy huffs, fed up.

"Stay back, little lady!" Bobby warns, "These dino dangers are just itchin to break free!"

"They're not itching to go anywhere; look how exhausted they are." Sammy argues.

"This is pure evil." Ben shakes his head.

"How could you possibly think it's okay to keep them like this?" Y/N crosses his arms.

"Because it's good for business." Bobby sneers, his voice low for only the three of them to hear.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I got a pony show to put on."

He returns to the weak dinosaur, "Now there, who dares risk petting one of these demon dinos?"

"Only five extra dollars?"

"Free the dinos?" Sammy turns to the boys.

"Free the dinos." The two of them nod in unison.

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

"Right this way, ladies, and I'll be happy to show you our newest attraction." Bobby grins at a couple of women, walking out of the backstage area and leaving the 'Employees Only' door wide open.

"Quick, now's our chance." Sammy whispers, pulling Y/N and Ben along as the three of them slip through the door.

They make it to the dino cage and Sammy frowns at the state of the small creatures.

Ben moves towards the door and jiggles the handle before thinking for a moment, "I can get us in, no problem. I got a lockpick in my van."

"Of course you do." Y/N smirks.

Suddenly, Bobby's voice begins approaching the door. The three of them rush to hide, ducking behind some bales of hay.

"Would you lookie here, you're gettin the last two." Bobby grabs a couple papers and waltzes back out the door to speak to the women from earlier, "Free autograph with the purchase of a soft drink."

"Alright," Sammy turns to them, "You two stay here and look after the stiggies, I'll go grab the lockpick."

The two men nod in understanding and Sammy leaves to sneak back out to the parking lot.

"Don't worry," Ben presses his hand against the metal of the dino cage, "We'll get you all out of here real quick."

Y/N sighs, looking at the exhausted creatures, "Who would even give this guy dinosaurs? He's clearly not certified."

"My best guess is he bought them illegally. Dino black market or something." Ben explains.

Just then, the door creaks open and the two men press their backs up against the wall in an attempt to hide, just in case it's Bobby.

But it's not, it's Sammy, holding the lockpick.

"There you are," Ben let's out a relieved sigh, "I was starting to get worried."