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"A Digital Christmas" *Greeley, Colorado 8:00 am* *It was the dawn of a sunny, cold day, Christmas Eve. Two weeks passed since Ian Anderson was adopted by his partner, Zephyrmon, and since then he's settled into his new home. Zephyrmon had gone out taking a job as a landscape artist and with the money made with her paintings they were fortunate enough to afford furniture. What was to be expected this year was uncertain, as this was Ian’s first Christmas with someone as his family. He sat on the couch, thinking about the upcoming holiday but more importantly he thought about Zephyrmon.* *The day she adopted Ian, the boy couldn’t

Epilogue *Sometime later, the trimaxian a.k.a. Max sat perched on a hilltop far from most of its inhabitants. Most of the team prepared to board as they made way to embark on their next big adventure. Logan was just about to enter next, until...* ???: *Shouts* LOGAN!!! *A familiar shout caused Logan to turn around. Huffing and puffing, Troy Troodon had finally caught up just before Max was set to depart.* Troy: Hold it! Hold it! Phew... Just a minute! *Takes a few deep breathes* That's my workout for the day. Logan: Hey, Troy. What's up? Troy: When I heard that you & the gang were about to embark on a trip, I came as fast as I could. It

Chapter Nine *Deep in the heart of the Valley’s forest, a series of tremors shook the ground and the two Sharpteeth were seen prowling through the trees. For what was feared was true: Though they lost against the Valley’s herd, they never left. There they were on the prowl in search of their long lost child. No matter what it took for either the mother or the father, no matter what measures they’d take or who they’d have to kill for him, neither creature had any plans to leave until they reclaim what was rightfully theres.* *Speaking of which, Chomper himself had unknowingly passed the two Sharpteeth in his lonely ex

Chapter Eight *As the Trimaxian Adventure Crew, along with Littlefoot & his friends, stood petrified at the horrible sight before their eyes, the two Sharpteeth eyed the group with red eyes, baring their razor sharp teeth. The only difference between the two was there color, one was dark with a tan underbelly and the other was lightish brown with a lime-colored stomach. But one thing was absolutely certain: Those two creatures looked angry and hungry at the same time.* Loki: *Growls, translates* Oh sure, this doesn’t make today worse at all. Troy: *Eyes wide in terror* No! No, i-it can’t be! That-That’s impossible!! Isaa

Chapter Seven *Fire and ash explodes within the bowels of the volcano, as immense pressure proceeds to build with each passing second. And yet, as the fires churn and burn this does not halt the activities of a rather persistent sharptooth, little Chomper was determined to catch the dragonfly by any means. As Chomper remains preoccupied in this barren, molten wasteland, with burning pits in every direction, the Trimaxian Adventure Crew, along with Littlefoot and his friends, finally arrived in their search to recover their lost friend.* Littlefoot: *Calls out* Chomper! Ducky: *Calls out* Chomper! Isaac: *Coughs* Ugh, there's too much sulf

Chapter Six *Little did Logan and the other kids know, but while they were searching for Chomper, the Struthiomimus duo was no pair to go down so easily. Somehow, Ozzy and Strut were able to scale the Cliffside of which they fell, with Ozzy climbing the walls while his brother held on by his tail. By the time they reached the top, vines and bruises covered their bodies while Strut’s tongue dangled loose following their plunge. Otherwise, these two were lucky to be alive.* Ozzy: Next time, we look before we leap. Strut: You think the Sharptooth finished those kids off, Ozzy? Ozzy: I hope so. Now let’s get ourselves an egg, and

Chapter Five *Nestled along a stream, Grandpa and Grandma Longneck were submerged in the water munching along some green food. By that time, Logan and Littlefoot had arrived to find the pair enjoying their meal and yet unaware of their arrival. They were nervous about what to say to them at first, considering the events of their latest discovery. So, they tried to improvise without giving away too many details.* Littlefoot: Uh… Grandma, Grandpa… *Hearing their names called out, the grandparents rose their heads over the water to see their grandson and his friend standing by the edge of the pond.* Logan: Sorry to bother you, Mr

"A New Hero Arises" *Greeley, Colorado 9:00 pm* *One fateful evening, the Greeley City Orphanage was just closing up for the night. Staring through one of its glass windows, a young thirteen-year-old boy gazed toward the sky sadly. A tan-skinned young man with brown hair and green eyes, he wore a black T-Shirt, long blue jeans, white sports socks, and black-and-white tennis shoes. This was Ian Anderson who, though everyone else was dressed to sleep, felt too sad to change into his nightly garbs. He remembered the day all too well.* *Greeley City Orphanage 12 hours earlier* *It all happened earlier, another day at the orphanage and another

Chapter Four *Shortly after making that shocking discovery, while it was still too early for everyone else to wake up, Logan, his team and the children had since taken the egg somewhere deep in the Valley where no one could find it. As they laid the egg on a makeshift nest near the edge of a river, they started pondering what sort of mess they got into this time.* Isaac: *Takes a deep breath* Okay… Let’s go over this ‘one’ more time. *Calmly* We go through all this trouble, chasing a pair of thieves all night and all to reclaim Ducky’s egg only to find out the egg was already in her family’s nest the whol

Chapter Three *As the sun proceeds to tuck behind the mountains, all the herds prepared to turn in for a long night’s rest. It had been a long day for all of them, especially after nearly losing a few kids in the sinking sands. While a majority of the dinosaurs had cleared their business, the work for a particular duo was far from over. Hidden against the mountain edge, observing the herds, Ozzy kept a watchful eye on all the parents retiring for the evening. Strut, however, looked as if he was about ready to retire on his part.* Ozzy: Now is the time for all good little eggs to be safely tucked into their nests. Strut: *Yawns* I wo