Logan's Adventures in TLBT II: TGVA Ch 5

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. and Mrs. Longneck, but we were just wondering if we could ask a couple questions. If you’re not too busy, that is.

Grandpa Longneck: Of course, boys, what is it?

Littlefoot: *Nervously* Well, um… We want to know about babies.

*Littlefoot’s words shocked the Grandparents so much, some of the greens slipped from Grandma Longneck’s jaws. They had never expected such a question to come from their grandson, much less this early in his childhood. They turned to each other, unsure of what to say at first, before turning their attention back to the two boys.*

Grandma Longneck: Littlefoot! You are too young to worry about babies.

Logan: Well, if you ask me, I think he’s the right age to be told about them. If not now, when?

Littlefoot: And besides… It’s just that I’m curious.

Grandma Longneck: *Understanding* All right. What would you like to know?

Littlefoot: *Thinks* Uh… Well, how do babies get enough to eat?

Grandma Longneck: The grown-ups find food for them, of course.

Logan: But suppose you did manage to find food that’s good for a baby to eat, what if they won’t eat whatever you give them?

Grandpa Longneck: *To Logan* Littlefoot wouldn’t always eat what we gave him.

Littlefoot: I wouldn’t?

Grandpa Longneck: *To Littlefoot* That’s right. But when you got hungry enough, you always ate.

Littlefoot: I did?

Grandpa Longneck: *Nods* Uh-huh.

Logan: So what you’re saying is that we simply have to be ‘patient’ with the baby until they’re ready? *Pause* If either of us have a child, anyway?

Grandma Longneck: *To Logan* All babies eat when they’re hungry, Logan.

Logan: Right… Of course.

Grandma Longneck: Now, anything else you’d like to know?

Logan: No… That’s about it. Really appreciate the advice, very educational by the way. But I just remembered Littlefoot and I have places to be, things to do and such. Still, it was a nice chat and we should do this more often. In fact, if we do have any more questions, we’ll give you a call.

Littlefoot: Thanks! Bye! *Runs off*

Logan: Yeah, catch ya’ later! *Heads off* Hey wait up!

*The Grandparents watch as Littlefoot and Logan rush off into the forest. They just chuckled at how curious these boys had become, seeing it as natural curiousity.*

Grandpa Longneck: *Chuckles* Kids! They want to grow up so fast.

Grandma Longneck: Yes, and once they do, they wish they were young again.

*Saying this made the grandparents laugh at their own statement, for they too remembered the days when they were young. For them, those were remarkable times in their youth but none more memorable as the day they first met. Thinking this made the two nuzzle lovingly, knowing that one day the same will happen for both Logan & Littlefoot and hopefully they’ll understand it as they did.*

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*As Logan & Littlefoot made their way back, all four of Littlefoot’s friends slowly returned when they realized the sharptooth wasn’t following them. They peered behind the bush and saw no trace of the creature, just the remains of the egg shells laid out around where they left it. But to their concern, some other folks were missing from this picture.*

Cera: I don’t see the guys anywhere.

*If what Cera said was true, the field was completely empty. Not a trace of Logan, Littlefoot or any of their friends could be seen anywhere. It was entirely quiet, with the exception of the squeaking sound of a nearby insect. As Petrie inspected the spot where all the egg shells were gathered, a terrible thought crossed his mind.*

Petrie: Maybe Sharptooth eat them.

*Whether this was true or not, none of the children could be sure. Yet the thought of anything bad happening to their friends made their hearts sank. The worst they could imagine was if the Sharptooth ate Logan and Littlefoot, the most responsible for getting them to the Great Valley in the first place.*

Ducky: *Sniffling* Poor Littlefoot. *Shakes her head* Poor, poor Logan.

Ozzy’s voice: *Off screen* Well, well…

*The children turned their heads up and gasped. For towering over the startled children were none other than Ozzy and Strut, the two egg thiefs they pursued last night. And by the looks of things, those two were in a very bad mood.*

Ozzy: If it isn’t the plant-grazers who spoiled our supper!

Ducky: It is the egg-stealers!

Petrie: *Shudders, nervously* What we do?

Cera: *Shouts* Run!

*The four children screamed and ran when Ozzy landed inches close to them. They took off toward the children, who bailed through the forest.*

Ozzy: *Shouts* Where’s my egg, you rotten little sprout-crunchers?!

*No sooner had the Struthiomimus pair took off in pursuit of the kids, when a familiar voice shouted out.*

Female Voice: Chomper!

*Walking on-screen, Bonnie searched the area for Chomper, who still went missing. The rest of the group searched around the same spot they started thinking the little guy had returned. During which, Isaac rode atop of Loki, the latter sniffing the ground hoping to catch Chomper’s scent. But thus far, in the past few minutes of searching, they had no luck. Not even any idea of what happened just moments before their arrival.*

Bonnie: *Scans the area* Chomper, where are you sweetie? Please come back!

Popeye: *Peeks behind a tree* Chomper? *Lifts a rock* Chomper? *Rips a bush off the ground* Wear arr ya liddle buddies? *Puts bush down, mutters* Uhhh… Swee’ Pea’s was neva tis much troubles!

Justin: *Looks around* Okay Chomper, this isn’t funny!

Isaac: How could we lose something so small in such a short period of time?

Troy: You try to find a baby Tyrannosaurus Rex in a giant green haystack and then we can talk about not finding anything.

*Crouched on the ground, scanning the ground like his ancestor, Johnny hoped to find Chomper before either Logan or Littlefoot came back.*

Johnny: *Sighs* Okay Chomper, you win! Olly olly oxen free! You can come out now! Otherwise, how are we going to explain this to Logan and Littlefoot when they find out about...? *Bumps his nose* Oof!

*While crawling on the ground, Johnny halts right by in front of a familiar pair of sneakers. Johnny’s eyes slowly turns up to see a confused Logan looking down at him with Littlefoot right next to him.*

Logan: Johnny?

Johnny: Oh! *Nervously* Uh… H-Hey, Logan!

Logan: ‘Why’ are you crawling around the dirt?

Johnny: Oh, well… You know… It’s just what we lions often do. It’s not much of a secret.

Troy: We lost Chomper.

Logan: What?

Isaac: It wasn’t out fault. He just started chomping at butterflies and we couldn’t keep up with him.

Loki: *Growls, translates* That’s just sad, pretty slow for an elf.

Isaac: *Glares at Loki* Quiet, you!

Logan: How could you have lost him? He’s just a hatchling!! You could’ve caught him in two seconds!

Popeye: Don’t blames it on us. Blame the ridings!

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*A brief scene shows the crossover series’ writers, Hewy Toonmoore and Bryce ‘The Wrestlemaniac’ Kanyon, sitting in their desktops and typing away on their keyboards. The moment they heard Popeye’s line, they turn to the audience with a look of shock and annoyance.*

Hewy Toonmore & Bryce Kanyon: *Annoyed* HEY!!!

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Littlefoot: C’mon guys, this is no time to argue. If Chomper is running around the valley, he could get hurt or worse! We just gotta find him!

Logan: Where was the last place you saw him?

Bonnie: Last I remember we lost him in the bushes.

Logan: Any footprints, or a scent?

Justin: Hold on! *Peeks down* I think I found a trail. Seems like Chomper came back to this spot earlier and now… *Looks up* I think I know where these tracks lead.

Loki: *Sniffs the ground, growls, translates* And I got the scent, he won’t get far from us now.

Logan: Alright, let’s go find him.

Littlefoot: *Runs off* Chomper!

*Following close behind Loki, they proceed to follow the trail silently praying he wasn’t going where Justin figured he was heading. One-by-one, the crew members call out the child’s name as they traverse deep into the forest.*

Littlefoot: *Shouts* Chomper! Chomper!

Logan: Chomper! Where are you?!

Littlefoot: We told him to stay put. Why did he run off?

Johnny: What did you expect? He’s a kid, they’re restless. They’re always running off all over the place.

Logan: Like the time you and Simba ran off toward the Elephant Graveyard.

Johnny: That was different!

Bonnie: *Gasps, points* There he is!

Littlefoot: *Gasps* Chomper!

Johnny: Not good!

*There he stood: Little Chomper, atop of a rock, attempting to snap at a butterfly hovering over his face. But to their horror, the crew discovered that the rock Chomper stood on was right on top of the sinking sand. One wrong move and Chomper could slip right into the bubbling pits.*

Justin: Just as I feared. He’s lead himself straight to the Sinking Sands!

Bonnie: Hang in there, Chomper. Mommy’s coming!

*Bonnie clicks the heels of her feet activating the rockets in her feet. She carefully hovers over to Chomper, who continues to snap at the butterfly with no success. But the strange sounds cause him to turn around and he looks up with a smile. It was Bonnie, somehow able to fly in mid-air.*

Littlefoot: *Calls out* Be careful, Bonnie! We don’t wanna lose him!

Logan: Not to worry, Littlefoot. She knows what to do.

Bonnie: Chomper, I need you to turn both eyes on me. I’m going to hold out my hands and we’re going to go for a nice ride over the Sands. A nice gentle flight back to the otherside; won’t that be fun?

*Momentarily distracted by the butterfly, Chomper turns back and smiles in response. He leaps toward Bonnie, who holds him close to her arms and proceeds to hover back.*

Bonnie: Here we go, sweetie. Nice and slow.

*Chomper coos and wriggles a bit enjoying the ride, but Bonnie keeps a close hold on him. Finally, after floating over the rocks, she lands gracefully in front of the team. The crew applauds and cheers for Bonnie, who places the little dinosaur to the ground. Chomper rushes over to Littlefoot and nuzzles the long-neck.*

Littlefoot: Phew! That’s better!

*Chomper chirps affectionately toward Littlefoot, rubbing his head against Littlefoot’s front right leg. Though Littlefoot and the team were relieved to know that Chomper was unharmed, they still shared their disappointment toward Chomper’s actions.*

Logan: Nice job, Bonnie.

Bonnie: Thanks, Logan. I wasn’t about to let my baby fall into that nasty sand pit.

Logan: You’re really serious about this whole ‘mom’ thing, aren’t ya?

Bonnie: Of course, I am. I’d be devastated if something happened to Chomper.

Littlefoot: *To Chomper, firmly* You shouldn’t worry us like that.

*Chomper simply chirps in response and Littlefoot just couldn’t stay mad especially after seeing the little guy’s adorable smile. They may not have understood Chomper’s dialect, but they got the idea nonetheless.*

Littlefoot: *Sighs* Aw! Oh, well.

Johnny: Boy, taking care of a baby dinosaur is hard work!

Troy: Not as easy as you thought it would be, was it?

Johnny: Now I know how Zazu felt…

Isaac: Yeah, no wonder the parents got so flustered when Littlefoot and his friends went wandering off to the Sinking Sands.

Bonnie: *Gasps* Oh my gosh, Cera and the others!

Justin: We forgot all about them!

Logan: Where do you suppose they are?

*Suddenly, they heard a loud scream that sounded just like Cera. Then suddenly, it was joined by a choir calling out for help causing the whole group to turn to the source.*

Popeye: Wh-wh-wh-watt was tat?

Littlefoot: It’s my friends!

*Logan quickly takes out his goggles and peers into the distance until his eyes caught something.*

Logan: Littlefoot’s right! *Points a finger* Look!

*A great distance from their location, Cera and the others were standing at the edge of a cliff hanging over the forest. They were cornered by the two egg stealers from the other night, leaving the children screaming shouting for help. Whether the adults were too far away or couldn’t hear them, the Struthiomimus pair had the kids trapped.*

Troy: Looks like Ozzy and Strut survived the rock slide.

Justin: And now they’ve gone after the children!

Logan: Well come on, they need our help!

Littlefoot: *To Chomper* Chomper, stay put and don’t move. *Runs off, turns back* And I mean it! *Calls out* Hold on guys, I’m coming! *Runs off*

Johnny: Oh no, I’m not doing this again! *Picks up Chomper* This time, we’re bringing him with us!

Troy: Hmm… Johnny, I think you might be on to something!

Johnny: Yeah… Wait! *Turns confused* I am?

Popeye: Come on, mateys! The kiddies are in troubles!!

*The Crew rush off to catch up with Littlefoot, who runs as fast as he can to save his friends. Those behind the group consist of Troy and Johnny, the latter carrying Chomper in his hands.*

Troy: Okay, Chomper! We’re going to play a nice little game with those mean egg thieves and you’re going to help us.

Chomper: Ahh?

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*Meanwhile, with no place for the children to run, the Struthiomimus duo confronted the group about last night’s escapade.*

Ozzy: Now, what did you do with my egg?

Cera: Your egg? We didn’t do anything to it. It hatched!

Ozzy: *Angrily* It hatched? Before I could eat it, my egg hatched?!

Strut: *Taps Ozzy’s shoulder* Calm down, Ozzy. *Chuckles nervously* It was just an egg.

Ozzy: *To Strut* It was not just an egg! It was our dinner!

*In his anger and frustration, Ozzy swung his tail and whacked Strut by the head. He then turns back to the children, who were too frightened to run away.*

Ozzy: *To the kids* I’m warning you, you little leaf-lickers. *Menacingly* Stay out of my way, or I’ll…

???: Leave my friends alone!

Ozzy & Strut: *Simultaneously* Huh?

*The Struthiomimus pair turns around and to their shock they saw the fifth member of the kids, Littlefoot, standing inches away glaring at the two.*

Cera: Littlefoot!

Ducky: We are saved!

Ozzy: *Irriatated* Just what I can’t stand! *Stalks Littlefoot* A bossy weed whacker!

*Intimidated by the larger, threatening Struthiomimus, Littlefoot tries to back away only to trip over a rock behind him. He lays there as Ozzy looms over the frightened Long Neck, laughing evilly while leaning in to teach Littlefoot a lesson.*

???: Hey, egghead!

Ozzy: *Looks up* Huh?

*Suddenly, before his very eyes, Ozzy realizes that Littlefoot did not come alone. The Trimaxian Adventure Crew, with Troy Troodon up front, stood their ground towards the Struthiomimus bearing their weapons. Logan and Johnny with their keyblades (While Logan also had his Turre Alka sword), Popeye putting up his fists, Justin and Isaac aiming their swords, Loki bearing his fangs & claws and Bonnie twirling her twin pistols before aiming to fire on cue. The only member not to hold a weapon was Troy, who simply stood casually sucking on his pipe and blowing bubbles.*

Logan: Step away from the children!

Loki: *Growls*

Troy: *Smug* Hi, guys.

Ozzy: Troy! I should’ve known!

Johnny: Give up, you goose-necked egg snatchers, we’ve got you outnumbered!

Justin: Lay a claw on our friends’ heads and we’ll cut you to ribbons!

Ozzy: Heh! We’re not afraid of you!

Strut: I am!

Ozzy: *Turns to Strut* Shut up, Strut!

Troy: I figured you’d say that. If you’re not intimidated by my little army I’ve gathered… Then I hope you feel the same about our ‘secret’ weapon.

Ozzy: *Raises an eyebrow* Secret weapon? What secret weapon?

Troy: *Points behind him* Him.

*Suddenly, chomping sounds echo out as a giant shadow rolls upon the startled struthiomimus. Ozzy looks up and his eyes widened fearfully while his jaw hung loose. Looming before the egg thieves, the shadow of a fearsome Sharptooth chomped the air bearing its large fangs. Troy and the others held their ground with their weapons aimed, but Littlefoot, unaware of the plan, was scared at the sight. Even the children were shocked that another Sharptooth has come to the Valley.*

Littlefoot’s Friends: *Simultaneously* Sharptooth!

Ozzy & Strut: *Simultaneously* Sharptooth! Ahhh!

*Scared out of their wits, Ozzy and Strut break into a run. They vault over the four children and leap over the edge of the cliff, their screams echoing as they plummet miles to the ground. Littlefoot regrouped with his friends and watched as the Struthiomimus bounced against the mountain, crying out in pain before they vanished from sight. The sound of chomping caused them to turn back and frightened by the shadow they ducked down praying the beast would be merciful. Logan and the group, on the other hand, remained cool as cucumbers.*

Logan: It’s all right, kids. There’s nothing to be afraid of.

Troy: *Calls out* Okay, game’s over! Come over here!

*As the creature approaches the children, it’s shadow starts to shrink revealing that it wasn’t as big as the kids imagined it was. Coming into view, the creature turned out to be Chomper, who played a huge part in scaring the Struthiomimus away effortlessly. Once Chomper got close to Littlefoot, his coos stirs the Long Neck to look up happy to see his little friend. Chomper, in return, wraps his stubby arms happily around Littlefoot’s neck.*

Littlefoot: Chomper! Oh, Chomper, you saved us!  

Troy: It was my idea.

Johnny: Don’t worry about it. When you get treated like Chopped Liver over the years, you get used to it.

Cera: *Confused* Chomper? What’s a Chomper?

Ducky: *To Cera* It is his name, silly! *Giggles*

Logan: He was in the egg we brought back. Don’t you remember?

Cera: Well ‘now’ we know.

Petrie: Me remembered being scared.

Logan: As I said, you’ve got nothing to be afraid of. Little Chomper is a hero.

Littlefoot: See, you guys, Chomper is a nice Sharptooth. *Shakes his head* He would never hurt us.

Bonnie: Course not. That’s because he thinks Littlefoot’s his papa and me his mama.

Spike: *Confused* Huh?

Popeye: Tis a long stories, matey.

*Chomper approaches Littlefoot friends, chirping a friendly greeting. In that moment, the children saw just how cute Chomper turned out to be and considered the possibility that perhaps this Sharptooth may not be all as they imagined.*

Cera: Thanks, Chomper.

Ducky: You are so nice, Chomper!

Petrie: Me like you, Chomper!

Littlefoot: *Motions his friends* Chomper, this is your Aunt Cera. *Cera bows* Your uncles, Spike and Petrie. *Spike smiles, Petrie extends a wing* And your Aunt Ducky.

Ducky: *To Chomper* Hi, Chomper. I think you’re very cute! *Hugs Chomper*

Chomper: *Squeals happily*

Bonnie: Aww, how cute!

Isaac: Uh oh… I feel a ‘song’ coming up!

Logan: *Shrugs* Eh, kinda feels weird to me… But, what the heck?

*As predicted by Isaac, an upbeat song starts to kick in as Littlefoot joins up with the rest of his friends. Though the feeling seemed odd at first, the Trimaxian Adventure Crew joined in on the song.*

Littlefoot: *Sings*As an egg you were a beauty
But now you’re a real cutie
And we brought you to our valley somehow.

Cera: *Sings* Though you look like you
We think you’ll like us too
‘Cause we’re a family and you’re one of us now.

Group: *In unison* We’re a family
And you’re one of us now
We’re a family
And you’re one of us now
Though you look like you
We think you’ll like us too
‘Cause we’re a family and you’re one of us now.

Bonnie: *Singing* Now I don’t see
Why we can’t be
The best friends by and by.

Petrie: *Singing* You teach me to be scary
And I teach you to

Bonnie & Petrie: *Singing, long note, soar into the air* Fly…
I teach you to fly (We’ll teach you to fly)

Isaac and Loki: *Together* Huh?

Logan: *Shocked* Bonnie!

Bonnie: I mean metaphorically!

*During the song, Ducky gets an idea and leads Chomper hand-to-hand down the dirt path. Sensing trouble, Littlefoot follows.*

Ducky: *Sings, leads Chomper* What about the water
It is fun to get wet
I could take the baby for a swim, swim, swim.

Littlefoot: *Jumps in front of the two, sings* Take it easy
Take it slow
You’re excited
Don’t forget he’s just a baby
You don’t want to frighten him
Baby, you don’t want to frighten him.

*Littlefoot carries Chomper back to the others, while Ducky follows close behind. By the time they regroup, they carry on with another verse.*

Group: *In unison* ‘Cause we’re a family
And you’re one of us now.
We’re a family
And you’re one of us now.
*Runs around Chomper*
Though you look like you
We think you’ll like us too
‘Cause we’re a family
And you’re one of us now.

*At the latest verse, Cera leads Chomper to the edge of the cliff by two boulders, one bigger than the other.*

Cera: *Sings* You can hang around with me
Even though you’re not a three-horn
*Shoves the larger boulder over the cliff*
See me be real strong!

*Seeing the fun of it, Chomper attempts to push the smaller boulder, which appeared to fit his size. Cera can only watch as Chomper tries to push the boulder, yet it doesn’t even move an inch. Even then, she can’t help but smile at the little guy’s attempt.*

Cera: *Sings* Little Chomper
Aren’t you happy you were born?

*Cera swipes the little boulder with her tail and Chomper watches as it tumbles downhill to the surface, much to his delight.*

Cera: *Sings* In our gang, come along.

Logan: *Speaks* Come along!

Littlefoot: *Speaks* Come along!

*Once more, they run around in a circle singing a final verse of the song. In which during this part, Chomper hungrily stares at Johnny’s tail. His mouth starts to water and he chomps in mid-air trying to snatch it.*

Group: *In unison* ‘Cause we’re a family
And you’re one of us now.
We’re a family
And you’re one of us now.
Though you look like you
We think you’ll like us too
‘Cause we’re a family
And you’re one of us now.

*Just as they finished the song, there came a big SNAP! Johnny’s eyes starts to widen as he realizes what just happened.*

Johnny: *Tom the Cat scream* HE BIT ME!!! CHOMPER BI-HI-HI-HIT ME!!!!

Logan: What?!

Littlefoot: Well, he didn’t mean it.

Troy: Really? *Motions to Johnny* You might want to rethink those words.

*Troy points to Chomper, who tightly grips Johnny’s butt with his jaws. Johnny is practically wincing at this painful predicament.*

Johnny: Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow…

*Everyone, from the Dinosaurs to the crew, gasp at this scene. Spike even covers his head to hide from the fearful sight.*

Bonnie: *Gasps* Chomper, you BAD BOY! Let go of him, right NOW!

*Realizing what he did, Chomper releases his jaws from Johnny’s butt and lowers himself to the ground. A guilty, yet confused look is on his face as he walks toward Bonnie with his head down. He chirps to Bonnie, as if he tried to ask her, ‘What did I do?’ Seeing how sad and confused the little guy was, regardless it if was intentional or not, Bonnie just couldn’t find it in her heart to stay mad.*

Bonnie: Oh, Chomper. I’m sorry I yelled at you. But you shouldn’t ever bite your friends. It’s not a nice thing to do.

Troy: Just as I feared. His instincts are kicking in and at such an early age too.

Johnny: *Rubbing his butt* It’s not his fault. Little guy’s just a hatchling, he doesn’t know any better.

Popeye: He just bit ya in ta buds!

Johnny: *Indignant* I had worse.

Cera: You see, this proves it: A Sharptooth can never be one of us. Never!

Littlefoot: Don’t say that!

Logan: Come on, Cera! Give the kid a break, he didn’t mean to. It was an accident, I swear…

Cera: *To Logan* You know it’s true! He has to go!

Logan: He’ll DIE without anyone to look after him!!

Cera: A Sharptooth looks out for no one but themselves! He’s going now!

Littlefoot: *Steps in* No! He stays!

*Seeing the Long Neck involved, Cera approaches Littlefoot and delivers a stiff shove. Though it probably hurt, Littlefoot stood his ground refusing to back down.*

Cera: He goes!

Logan: *Groans* Not this again!

*The dinosaurs and the rest of the Crew watch as an argument ensues between the two dinosaurs, each pushing each other as hard as they can and refusing to come to an agreement.*

Littlefoot: *Grunting* He stays!

Cera: He goes!

Littlefoot: He stays!

*As the back-and-forth argument continues between the two dinosaurs, they approach Chomper in hopes of better understanding his actions.*

Ducky: *To Chomper* Chomper, you did not mean to bite Johnny, did you, huh?

Johnny: *Holding his butt* The kid was just playing, Ducky. Honest. *To Chomper* I mean, come on Chomps, you wouldn’t really eat me… Not your own buddy? Right?

Chomper: *Confused* Huh?

Ducky: I do not think he knows.

Logan: *Gets in-between Cera and Littlefoot, pushes them apart* Break it up, both of you!

*Littlefoot and Cera take deep breaths, as they stare at each other in frustration. Still Cera remained as stubborn as ever.*

Cera: *Panting* We can’t keep him, and that’s final! *Walks away*

Littlefoot: *Tears in his eyes* But… But, Cera, he’s just a baby. He needs us.

Bonnie: Littlefoot’s right. We can’t just abandon him. No child should ever grow up without anyone to care for it.

*Though Bonnie meant to encourage the group, most still remained unsure where Chomper’s loyalties truly lie. Petrie turns toward Chomper, who starts sniffing at the little Pterosaur and leaning just a tad too close for him to handle.*

Petrie: *Nervously, holds Chomper back* He needs me too much!

Ducky: *Cuts in, firmly* No Chomper, you cannot eat Petrie. No!

Chomper: *Taken aback* Huh?

Ducky: *Gasps, realizes* I said, “No,” just like my parents. *Backs away* Oh, no, no, no, no, no…

Isaac: Sorry, Ducky, but when you’re a parent, you can’t just let your kids do whatever they want. Sooner or later, you just have to say “no”. It’s the hard truth.

Troy: Here’s another hard truth, Chomper is a Sharptooth. A single bite alone could end up leading to something worse if this keeps going on. If we cannot get Chomper’s instincts under control, he has no choice but to go back to the Mysterious Beyond.

Logan: Even if he might die all on his own?

Troy: Consider the facts, Logan. You can change his diet so that he can eat insects. You can teach him to sing and dance like the rest of the Valley. You can ‘even’ give him a starring role for a short-lived television series… But it will never change the fact that he’s a Sharptooth. That’s all the Valley will ever see him, if and ONLY if his behavior cannot be kept under radar.

Logan: Do you forget that YOU’RE a sharptooth too? You were able to change. Who’s to say Chomper can’t change?

Troy: *Pause, sighs* It just… It just isn’t that simple.

Logan: Because you’re a “different case”?

Troy: Yes, I am a different case… Yes, I am a Sharptooth. But I’m a Sharptooth who became smart enough to know better than to see the closest group he considers friends get hurt. If you can’t control Chomper… Then he ‘has’ to go back.

Littlefoot: *Sighs* I’m afraid he’s right, Logan.

Logan: What?

Littlefoot: *To Chomper* Don’t you see, Chomper? You can’t be a Sharptooth! Sharpteeth aren’t allowed in this valley!

*Those very words Littlefoot said hurt the little Tyrannosaur in a way or maybe it was because of the way he heard it. Whatever message Littlefoot intended it for brought tears to Chomper’s eyes as he felt he was unwelcome amongst them. That everything that made him who he is will always be rejected by everyone, even his own ‘family’. Chomper backs away in anger, yet chirps sadly as he walks away from the group.*

Littlefoot: Wait, Chomper! Don’t go! *Starts to go after him*

Ducky: Littlefoot? Um, maybe before you bring Chomper back, you should think about it. Chomper is… Different than us. He is.

Logan: What about all of you? You’re all different from each other, aren’t ya? If I remember correctly, there was a time when you were all stuck with your own kind. But when you were separated from your families… You all came together despite how different you were from the other. Littlefoot and myself included. If we never have stuck together, we never would’ve made it to the Great Valley alive.

Isaac: And didn’t we just go through a ‘song’ earlier of how Chomper was supposed to be ‘one of us’… Now?

Justin: We became friends with Loki and Johnny, and they have sharp teeth. Why should that make them any different?

Logan: Same goes for you, Troy. I don’t care if you are a different case. You’re STILL a sharptooth, whether you like it or not, and yet we still became friends with you. Besides, you should look out for your own kind, even if they aren’t as intelligent or good natured as you are.

Littlefoot: Logan’s right! We should at least follow him to make sure he doesn’t get hurt.

*The dinosaurs and the crew watch as Logan and Littlefoot run off, hoping to catch up with Chomper.*

Loki: *Growls, translates* Well, we better go after them.

Isaac: *Sighs* Why not? I had no plans for today anyway.

Bonnie: We better! I’m not about to let anything happen to my little Chomper OR Logan!!

*Together, the remaining Trimaxian Adventure Crew rushed off to find their friends, while Johnny’s pace was more of a hobble as his butt had yet to heal. The remaining dinosaurs, Troy included, stood watch as they disappeared in the distance still unsure if they should try to recover Chomper or if even that was fruitless.*

*By now, Chomper had trekked a great distance from his friends even though he didn’t know where to go. Still hurt by the words Littlefoot and the Dinosaurs said to him, he felt confused about who he was meant to be, what he was meant to do or even if he fits in. So onward he marched in hopes to find a place where he can be himself without being told not to. Never minding the smoking volcano in the distance, which appeared ready to blow at any time.*

*And yet, just when things could not get any worse, it would. For in the pathway to the mysterious beyond, at the very spot where the rock wall crumbled, there came a rumbling like thunder and the shadow of a fierce, menacing beast approaching the Valley. The same dark-skinned monster with red eyes stomping through the path, except this time it wasn’t alone. Joining the creature was its companion, who had more of an olive-green complexion though it shared the same red eyes. They could see the Valley in the distance, where its citizens remained blissfully unaware that a great disaster was coming to them.*