The ground trembles slightly as you are suddenly pulled into a vortex of swirling colors and prehistoric sounds. When the chaos subsides, you find yourself standing in a rocky, desert-like landscape.

You turn to see a figure approaching. It's unmistakenly the man, the myth, the legend…GRAND DAD?! FLEENSTONES?!

“Yabba Dabba Doo! Another time traveler, eh? This is getting to be a regular Tuesday! Welcome to the Stone Age, pal! I'm Grand Dad, the grandest dad this side of the Mesozoic!”