The Shoulder Dragon Cafe has never seen such a bustle. It's packed to the brim with adventurers, professors, dinosaurs, fairies, octopi, X-ray machines, X-ray machine hats, and more. The little shoulder dragons are so excited that they keep overcooking the hotpot. But you don't mind, because the octopi built an enormous outdoor shower next to the lake, and you're finally
clean.
As you take a well-deserved rest, chow down on the cafe's new special of vegan hot dogs (some with the stems still on), and tell one another stories of your strange adventures, you catch bits of Gary and Harvey's conversation with the professors. It seems the dinosaurs were researching dimension-hopping and time travel, voyaging hither and yon through space-time until their portal-opening machine ran low on energy and they decided to retire in this world. They’re excited to work with the professors to reactivate and refuel their machine – both to continue their journey, and get you back into the world you belong.
Soon, the inventors finish their napkin blueprints and go outside to start tinkering. From the windows you watch the setting sun turn the skies gold, then red, and try not to fret about how long it's taking.
Before the last of the daylight vanishes, the X-ray machines come to fetch you. You go outside to the Shoulder Dragon Cafe’s own garden, and illuminated by fairy lights is… a giant field of dirt! "Oh no," someone groans. "Not more digging!"
"No, no," Fuzang says with a laugh. "We used the golem-dirt to generate enough magical energy to power the machines. All you have to do is stand on it."
That's when you notice the giant metal structure encircling the dirt and raising it above the actual garden. Its towers and wires fizz and crackle with green, red, purple, and yellow sparks.
You're a little nervous about letting this strange device zap you, and you hesitate. "We'll go first!" Harvey says, stepping onto the square with Gary at his side. "Go ahead, Fuzang!"
Fuzang flips a switch, and the sparkles intensify until you have to cover your eyes. There's a flash, and the light fades. When you can see again, the brachiosaurs... are gone!
"Bon voyage!" Professor Zzt says fondly. "All right, you adventurers, up you come! The game day is almost done!"
Summoning all your courage, you crowd onto the dirt circle. There's just enough room for everyone. As the lights begin to sparkle, you wave farewell to all your new friends. How odd that you only knew them for a day, and yet it feels like weeks.
You hold the hands of the people next to you and take a deep breath as Professor Fuzang activates the machine once more.
✨✨✨
The light clears and you're standing outside the Shoulder Dragon Cafe — the real one. You try to bring up the game interface and nothing happens. There's no constant tinny background music. You're back!
As you all cry and hug, someone says, "Hey, when did they install a gas lamp? That's cool."
It's true: in the gathering dusk, you see a flickering gas lamp outside the Cafe. Its light is warm and welcoming.
"I bet we're just in time for dinner," you say, opening the Cafe door. It feels wonderfully solid and real to the touch.
But when you step inside, it's not the Cafe you remember. Some hot pots are being heated by shoulder dragons, but others are being stirred by automata. And there are dinosaurs everywhere: large and small, feathered and scaled. Gary and Harvey are lounging at the big central table, sipping pints of beer through extremely long straws. Oddly, the dinosaurs are all wearing or carrying human accessories; Gary acquired a top hat somewhere, and Harvey is sporting a monocle the size of a dinner plate. Some are wearing human clothes, too, and they range from fully living to fully mechanical. One velociraptor looks particularly fabulous in a green bustle dress that shows off her triple-jointed mechanical arms.
"Welcome home!" Gary cries. "Isn't it good to be here?"
"This, uh..." You look around. "This isn't our home."
"No, it's our home!" Harvey says, as though it should have been obvious. "We thought you'd like it better than whatever place you're from, no offense. We've traveled all through space and time and this is really the best dimension of them all."
You cough diplomatically, not wanting to anger two enormous mechanical dinosaurs that could crush you with one stomp of their giant feet. "I'm sure it's very nice, but—"
Just then, the velociraptor in the green dress hurries over. "Pardon me," she says, "but are you Gary and Harvey Humid-Wetson, the famous consulting dinotectives?"
"We are," Harvey says. A cloud of steam proudly puffs out from his chest. He's clearly pleased to be recognized.
"I'm so glad I found you!" The velociraptor dabs her eyes with a lace handkerchief, somehow not snagging it on her razor-sharp steel claws. "I'm Miss Louisa Jane Warblefeather, and I'm desperately in need of your help."
"Indeed?" Gary droops his head down so he can hear her over the noise of the crowd. "A pleasure to meet you, Miss Warblefeather. And how fortunate that we have some visiting colleagues who may be able to assist us in assisting you."
When you first set out on your sea voyages, you knew you wouldn't see home again for a long time. And you don't need to look at your companions to know their ears are perking up. In every universe, it seems that the Shoulder Dragon Cafe is the place where stories start — and you're storytellers through and through.
You take a seat next to Harvey, and your companions gather round. As Miss Warblefeather begins her tale of woe, you put on a solemn expression even though you find yourself wanting to smile. Embarking on a new adventure feels like a different sort of coming home. You can't wait to see what happens next.
NEXT YEAR: BATTLESHIP STEAMPUNK EDITION
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