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He was in the middle of training his girls when they all looked at the sky. He followed their gaze and found a helicopter flying closer. He gave it a confused look, noticing that whoever was flying it wasn’t doing a good job. In all his time in the Marines, he’d never seen a worse pilot before. He looked at his girls, worried about the helicopter crashing into the padlock and hurting them.
He signaled for them to find shelter, and they did so without asking. He then told everyone else to get off the catwalk, and he did the same. They hid underneath, hoping the helicopter would pass and not crash into them.
It ended up roughly landing nearby and almost taking out a car. He stared in shock as the co-pilot jumped out and began throwing up in nearby bushes. His raptors came out to watch after hearing the noise.
When he looked over, he found them laughing at the pilot's poor attempts at flying. He whistled, telling them not to make fun even though he knew it was no use.
“Mr Masrani.”
Barry stood straighter and nudged him in the ribs.
He looked over to find Jurassic World's CEO stepping out of the helicopter. When he realized he was the pilot, he winced, remembering something he’d heard from the other trainers. Mr. Masrani has gotten it into his head that he should learn how to fly a helicopter. Many of them had mentioned his unique way of piloting a helicopter. Some of them had been hoping it was just a faze and he’d soon forget about it. All of them worried about him getting his pilot's license if that was even possible, given how terrible he was.
He forced a smile and shook the man's hand, trying to be polite and figure out why he was there. He hoped it wasn't because of Hoskins.
“Why are you here? We don’t usually receive a lot of visitors.”
“I was in the area learning to fly, and my flight instructor wanted a little break.”
He looked over at the man who was leaning against the helicopter, looking pale. He winced, feeling bad for the man. He didn’t know how much he was being paid, but he knew it wasn’t enough.
“You were in the military, right?”
He had a sinking feeling Mr. Masrani was going to ask him to fly with him. He might have raised raptors, but even he wasn't crazy enough to get into a helicopter with the man flying.
“I was in the Marines.”
“Did you ever fly on a helicopter?”
“Yes…”
He hesitated, not liking where this was going.
“You should fly with me sometime, it will be like old times for you.”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Why’s that?”
Not wanting to upset Mr. Masrani. Especially if he needed him on his side later. He looked around for an excuse and eventually settled on his girls, who were looking between Mr. Masrani and the helicopter, not sure which was more interesting.
“The girls are so much work, and I don’t have time to ride in your helicopter.”
“I’m sure you can take some time out of your busy schedule to come flying with me.”
He could tell Mr. Masrani was going to pull the boss card and quickly thought of something else.
“I went through a lot in the Marines, and I have bad memories of riding in helicopters. Usually, when we were in one, we were being shot at. I still have nightmares about the time we’d crashed in enemy territory. I don’t think I can get into a helicopter any time soon.”
It was a lot more honest than he would have liked, but it did the trick. Mr. Masrani straightened, giving him a sympathetic look and immediately apologizing for pushing.
“I’m sorry, I should have realized.”
“It’s fine.”
His girls, knowing how badly he wanted out of this uncomfortable conversation, began whining and barking. Mr. Masrani finally seemed to notice them and looked nervous. Delta ramped it up by growling and snapping her jaw, letting him see all her teeth.
He gave her a proud look, knowing she’d been saving that for Hoskins since she wasn’t allowed to eat him. Mr. Masrani looked shaken and nodded his voice tight.
“Everything seems to be in order here.”
“My girls are anxious to get back to training.”
His girls barked in agreement, and Mr. Masrani nodded.
“Of course, I won’t keep you any longer.”
He watched him walk towards the helicopter and silently reminded himself to give all of them a treat.
He noticed Barry staring at him, and he looked over, pretending to be confused.
“What?”
“You know that's your boss, right?”
“Of course, and I was nothing but respectful. Isn’t that right girls?”
All four of them barked in agreement.
“See?”
He gestured at his raptors, and Barry sighed, looking tired.
“You can’t teach the girls to scare off anyone you don’t like.”
“What? I would never. The girls just want to get back to training.”
“Right…”
Barry looked back at the raptors who’d moved away from the gate and were now doing their own thing. Except for Blue, who was watching to make sure the man left. She must have picked up on his discomfort earlier and now wanted him gone just as much.
Barry watched her and then glanced at him.
“They're becoming more like you every day, especially Blue.”
“Aw,w thank you. I’ll take that as a compliment.”
“Of course you would.”
His friend shook his head and went back to his office. He heard the helicopter start, which drew all his raptors' attention. They watched as the helicopter wobbled in the air, struggling to move higher. It suddenly jerked forward and then swung back. He found himself laughing, and his girls joined him, all of them enjoying the show. When the helicopter left and it was safe to stand on the catwalk, he gave each of them an extra treat.