Grandpa woke Noah up with a tickle. "Get ready, sleepyhead! It's adventure time!"
Noah rubbed his eyes. "Adventure?"
"Yep! We're going to a deserted island!"
Noah jumped out of bed, his eyes wide. A deserted island? Wow!
They put on their explorer hats. Grandpa held up a shiny button. "This is no ordinary island, Noah. This button takes us to a special island full of... dinosaurs!"
Noah gasped. He loved dinosaurs! Grandpa pressed the button and whoosh! The room swirled with colors, then everything stopped. They were on a beach with white sand and sparkly water!
A giant Brachiosaurus munched on leaves nearby. A group of little Compsognathus dinosaurs, no bigger than chickens, scurried past.
"Wow!" Noah whispered.
Grandpa chuckled. "Amazing, right? But this island needs our help. The dinosaurs need help with chores!"
Noah frowned. Chores weren't very fun. But if the dinosaurs needed help… "Okay, Grandpa. What do we do first?"
"Look!" Grandpa pointed to a pile of giant leaves. "The Triceratops needs help cleaning its plate."
Noah giggled. The Triceratops's plate was as big as their car! He zoomed over with his super speed and gathered the leaves into a neat pile. The Triceratops smiled, showing off its three horns.
Next, they used long sticks to help a Stegosaurus scratch its back where its plates wouldn't reach. Then, they gathered fallen fruits for a hungry baby Parasaurolophus.
"This is fun!" Noah shouted, tossing a juicy mango to a Pterodactyl circling overhead.
"See? Chores can be an adventure!" Grandpa winked.
They helped a group of playful dinosaurs tidy up their toys (mostly rocks and sticks, but still!). Noah even used his super speed to dust a giant dinosaur egg with a soft cloth.
As the sun started to set, painting the sky in beautiful colors, Grandpa and Noah sat by the water, watching the dinosaurs.
"I learned something today, Grandpa," Noah said.
"What's that?"
"Even dinosaurs have chores," Noah giggled. "But helping can be fun, especially with you!"
Grandpa hugged Noah. "That's my boy! Now, time to go home."
One push of the button, another swirl of colors, and they were back in Noah’s room. It felt like a dream.
"Tomorrow, we can help Mom with the dishes," Noah said. It wouldn't be as exciting as dinosaurs, but he knew it would make his mom happy.
And maybe, just maybe, they could use their imaginations and pretend the dishes were dinosaur plates!
