Cessy: [a bit nervous] Are you sure the volcano won’t explode?
Xeox: [holding up a strange device] Readings say that it’s dormant.
Cessy: What does ‘dormant’ mean?
Xeox: It’s kind of like the volcano is asleep.
Boq Boq: Boq Boq hopes it doesn’t wake up.
Cessy: Why do they explode, anyway?
Xeox: Pressure from the gasses released by the magma build up inside, until that pressure can no longer be contained, and then the volcano erupts.
Cessy: Oh, like when you get really angry at someone, but you hold it all in? And you just keep getting madder and madder, until you’re shouting at everyone?
Xeox: I suppose.
Cessy:[looking up] That’s okay, volcano. You can be angry. Don’t hold it in. … But maybe wait until we’re not here.
Boq Boq: [comes running, excitedly] Look what Boq Boq found! [holding up an egg] Ovals!
Cessy: Wow, that must be a dinosaur egg!
Xeox: Where did you find that, Boq Boq?
Boq Boq: Over here! [he leads Cessy and Xeox toward a nest]
Xeox: Ah yes, eggs! We learned in school that infant dinosaurs hatch from such things.
Boq Boq: Are humans born from ovals, Cessy?
Cessy: Yup! Grandpa says that when two people love each other very much, they text a giant bird called a stork on the phone, and then the stork puts them on a waiting list for nine months.
Boq Boq: Nine earth months? That’s a long time.
Cessy: That’s how long it takes the egg to hatch. But Auntie Channah says the parents have a lot of fun texting while they wait.
Xeox: On our planet, when two life forms love each other very much, they import their DNA sequences into a bio-genetic gestation chamber.
Boq Boq: Then the fetus incubates for three solar rotations until the little thippler is born.
Xeox: The bio-genetic gestation chamber was malfunctioning the day Boq Boq was born. That’s why he’s such a throap head.
Boq Boq: What?! Well you smell like a fyinmonape!
Xeox: At least Xeox doesn’t look like one, like you!
Cessy: [picking up an egg] Hey guys, look! On the side of this egg! It looks like Yumeh’s paw print!
Xeox: Animal Yumeh must have been through here.
Cessy:[replacing the egg] And look, the prints continue around the nest, through the dirt and… [looking up] up a tree.
Xeox: Then up into the foliage we go! Come along, Boq Boq.
Boq Boq: Right behind you. Isn’t that correct, little Oval? [And he tucks the egg into his jacket]