Chapter 11 “All Goes Well in the Dinosaur World Until Their Extinction”
Adjustments to the above world particularly when Squid transformed himself from a squid like creature to a humanoid figure was quite agreeable. He concentrated all his efforts into upping the dancing skills of the dinosaurs. There were some initial difficulties encountered by Squid in instructing the rather clumsy beasts but with his patience and after studying their muscular system he developed a different method of instruction that worked wonders. Audiences loved the new moves and heaped praise upon Squid skyrocketing his reputation so that he was seen at the finest cafes sipping palm brandy with the elite of the dinosaur community. His Know and Chew dance and the Fossil and Footprint dance were huge audience hits. Squid even started writing plays which were received as clever and witty.
Everything was going Squid’s way and the only direction to go was upwards but happiness is but a fleeting situation. A series of drastic events rocked the dinosaur world. A rapid population explosion depleted the food supply. Then a mysterious virus polished off the remaining dinosaur community leaving Squid alone with huge stacks of Lawless Milk records and no pupils or audiences. After weeks of listening to these horrible recordings Squid felt for his own mental health it was time to leave. So one day he transformed himself back into squid like form and swam off.
He did find humanoids and this gave him great hope but to his disappointment they were surly and uncultured quite unlike his dinosaur and underwater friends. They wore animal skins, were dirty and smelt worse than dinosaur shit. They even had the nerve to chase him and threaten him with spears grunting savage mumbo jumbo. Their idea of fun seemed to be hunting and drawing strange drawings in the caves they lived in. When they were not fighting amongst themselves they revelled in roasting large animals that they had killed. Then after big feasts they would dance some bizarre dance by the fire. What clumsy creatures they were.
On a rare occasion some tribes would shyly offer him victuals and even their women! But most often they would chase him with spears. This uncivility was disgraceful to Squid so when he had enough of these buffoons he would transform himself into a squid terrifying them and they ran screaming in terror back to their caves.
Squid eventually found a willing group of savages and attempted to teach them dancing but they couldn’t understand the most basic foot movements and ended up in tangled heaps on the ground. Quite frankly they were more interested in drawing symbols on cave walls than they were in dancing. Well at least they had some interest in art as crude as it was. Hopelessness with his crowd was inevitable. His experiences slowly transformed him from an optimist into a pessimist. If this is what these earth people were like now what on earth would they develop into in the future?
Perhaps somewhere he could discover beings who wanted to dance. So at a crocodile roast at the cave drawers guild he announced his intentions to leave. Nobody really cared anyways. Maybe now they could concentrate on drawing instead of dancing!