First Standoff

Heard your shout from last night. Yeah, what's up. Wasting zero daylight here. I marched straight off the couch cushion and took over the coffee table to hunt down my missing math sheets, but some plastic green dinosaur was already guarding the wooden turf. Cold plastic eyes, jaws wide open. It didn't back down an inch, so neither did I. Got right up in its face, slammed my fist against the tabletop to drop a beat, and dared it to make a move. Stared it down until it didn't twitch. Chalk that up as a win. Now where's my homework?