Bob: Ya know, kid... sooner or later, you’re going to have to talk about it. What are you drawing over there anyway? Meeka: (groan) Bob: Hey, that’s not bad! And this is you over here, with this dumdum? Meeka: Don’t be mean to Honker! And no, I don’t want to talk about HIM. Bob: He’s your dad, Meeka. Now I may not know a lot, and I made plenty of my own mistakes back in my day, but I do know one thing. Family’s gotta stick together. Meeka: Well, why don’t YOU go tell him to not be such a... stinky dino-poo? Bob: That’s just not how it works, Meeka. Look, maybe ol’ Uncle Bob here can shed some light on the situation. About why the big man... thinks the way he does. Meeka: Wait -- you knew my dad before all this? So were you also on the, uh -- what’d he call them… the ‘ARKs’? Bob: Yeah, those. Say… have I ever told you the story about how your dad and I saved everyone together? Meeka: You were there? YOU were one of the heroes? Bob: Well, yeah... sure. In fact, you might say that I was the most important part of the whole story. Meeka: Oookay. Bob: Go ask Santiago yourself, if you don’t believe me. Meeka: No! I want you to tell me... ‘Unka Bob’. Bob: All right then. Let’s start at the very beginning, on a faraway tropical island, surrounded by sparkling blue water. That island was the first time I ever saw big, dumb lizards like Honker here. And it was the first place I ran into her...
Bob's Island Prologue
by Bob
