Rayman Legends Adventures in The Land Before Time 2: The Great Valley Adventure/Script

Universal Cartoon Studios and MCA Home Entertainment present

Across the cosmos, the many galaxies and the numerous stars that shone in the dark vacuum of space, much activity was brewing for the millions of space rocks and comets hurling through space. Millions of tiny space fragments flew around the area, some flying straight into stars, like the sun. In a nearby asteroid field, some asteroids smashed into each other, shattering into many tiny fragments. Not far away was a blue planet; one truly unique compared to the others in the solar system…the Earth. A few meteors came flying into the planets' atmosphere, catching fire upon entry and turning into fireballs. These meteors, however, were very tiny and the burning up from the fire rendered them harmless to the ecosystems below. On the planet surface, below what was a gentle and brief meteor shower, life was carrying on, just like how it was millions of years beforehand. This however was not like the planet mankind was used to, for it was something much more.

The Land Before Time II: The Great Valley Adventure

Many eons ago, if the Earth was young, millions of years before the first humans was the age of the great lizards…the dinosaurs. The most fascinating and mighty of creatures to live, these massive creatures roamed the Earth for thousands of centuries, coming in a variety of shapes and ranging from many sizes from tiny dinosaurs about the size of chickens to mighty titanic giants, weighing several tons and towering over many others. From Brachiosaurus, to Apatosaurus, to Saurolophus, these prehistoric beasts were really spectacular. Some ate plants, like Plateosaurus, Triceratops, Nodosaurus and Stegosaurus. These were the most abundant of dinosaurs, and they enjoyed peacefully munching on plant life and foliage. But life was barely easy for these creatures. Other dinosaurs, such as Tyrannosaurus Rex, often referred to as the dreaded Sharpteeth, hunted their fellow dinosaurs. These predators were a constant threat to the leaf eaters and really a frightening sight.

But the plant eaters found refuge from their predators in one special place; the Great Valley. Surrounded by tall mountains, filled with fresh green foliage and fresh water, this area had long been the home of countless dinosaurs, many of whom traveled here to assure their offspring would have a safe life growing up and not to worry about the predators. In one very special case, this was a place where friends, such as Littlefoot the longneck, Cera the threehorn, Ducky the swimmer, Petrie the flyer and Spike the spiketail were most at home. Having traveled far to get to this paradise, while overcoming severe obstacles, whether from dangerous environmental factors, predators and even getting along with each other, they were happy to have made it here, where they could grow and play together under the watchful eye of their loving families.

Littlefoot: I can't wait to see you

Petrie: See you

Ducky: See you

Littlefoot: What's up…today?

Cera: Can you hear me calling?

Petrie: Calling?

Ducky: Calling!

Cera: It's time…to play!

Littlefoot and Cera: Every cloud in the heavens

Green leaf on a tree

Is reminding me

Faraway dreams really do come true

All: C'mon, let's go, let's go

And run around, run around

What a beautiful feeling

We eventually found our peaceful valley

Everybody's having a good time now!

For these five dinosaurs, every day was a day in paradise. No longer did they have to deal with the dangers from before, like predators or lack of food. For them, they had all they needed in this beautiful valley, from food, water and each other. For their parents, they couldn't be happier. Their children survived the perilous journey to get to this valley, were happy and playing together, and enjoying their new home. The five children walked up to an overhead rock, getting a good view of their home and relishing in the beauty of it. As they stared upon the landscape, they heard a voice calling out for one of them. "Littlefoot? Littlefoot! It's time to go back!"

Littlefoot recognized this voice. "He's my grandpa," he said to his friends before heading out, "I have to go! I'll see you later."

"See you, Littlefoot," said Petrie as they watched Littlefoot run off to meet up with his grandfather.

"Bye! See ya," added Cera.

"Farewell," added Ducky.

All: C'mon, let's go, let's go

And run around, run around

What a beautiful feeling

We eventually found our peaceful valley

Everybody's having a good time now!

Running through the forest, Littlefoot eventually reached his grandfather; Grandpa Longneck. One of the few remaining members of Littlefoot's herd, he was happy to see his grandson running below his feet, just as happy to see him. "Hiya, Grandpa," said Littlefoot.

"Hello, Littlefoot," replied Grandpa, "come and eat your breakfast."

"Alright, I'm hungry," replied Littlefoot as he licked his lips.

The two sauropods strolled their road across the valley, ready to munch on some fresh foliage. As they did though, they were oblivious to something lurking in the grass. Though the Great Valley was a wondrous place, it yet had its dangers and in a patch of weeds near a log, one of the few dangers of the valley peeked out, examining his surroundings. This was a gray Struthiomimus with a pale tan-colored underbelly, and he gazed upon his surroundings. This ostrich-like fashion, named Ozzy, looked upon the valley and relished in its glory. "I like this place. Yes, I like this place very much," he said, "don't you, Strut?"

Ozzy looked down into the weeds, expecting a response, but all he heard was the sound of munching. He looked around the grass, getting irritated before saying, "Strut, get up here!"

Another Struthiomimus, this one a brown one with a pale tan underbelly, appeared from the weeds, with some plants in his mouth. "What," asked Strut in between munches, "I'm eating."

The sight of seeing Strut eating the plants infuriated Ozzy. "Spit that out," he ordered before catching Strut's neck, "go ahead, spit it out."

"But Ozzy, I'm hungry," said Strut.

"Spit it out, you herbicide," ordered Ozzy as he slapped Strut multiple times on the head, forcing him to spit out all the plants against his will, "none of my brothers are going to eat my vegetation. Not while I'm here!"

Strut, now with a mouth deprived of plants, sighed and turned to his brother. "Then what are we going to eat, Ozzy," he asked.

"Eggs, dear brother. Eggs," replied Ozzy before turning to the valley, where he and Strut had a good view at some of the herds minding their own business and enjoying the day, "the valley is full of them. Pretty, plump, juicy…eggs."

Meanwhile, in a different section of the Great Valley, a green tree star, one of the many species of plant life in the valley, hung from a small tree, with the morning dew dripping off of it. Suddenly, the tree started tilting to the side as Grandpa Longneck pushed it downwards with his front leg, towards an eager and hungry Littlefoot. "Here you are, Littlefoot," said Grandpa, "the last star in the tree's for you."

Littlefoot chomped on the tree star and ate it up. "Great tip, Grandma," he said in between munches.

"It's not a fact, Littlefoot," replied Grandpa, "all longnecks can do it."

As Littlefoot swallowed the leaf, he felt the urge to try what his grandfather did himself. "Great! Let me try, Grandpa."

Finding a nearby tree, much shorter and more appropriate for his size, Littlefoot ran to it and looked upon it, eager to try pushing it down. He put one of his front feet on it and tried pushing it, but it wouldn't budge. He put his second front foot on it and while it managed to shake around, it was not as easy as Littlefoot thought it was. Pushing it with all his might, moaning over the difficulty and weight of the tree, he managed to push it almost to a horizontal position, but it wouldn't break off. He came onto the tree with all his feet as Grandpa watched from nearby. "Watch out, Littlefoot," he said.

Suddenly, the tree jolted back upwards, sending Littlefoot rolling off, straight towards a small geyser field. The ground around him started to shake as the geysers went off. Littlefoot gasped, realizing that he was on one of them, but luckily for him, Grandpa swiftly caught him with his mouth and carried him to safety, just before the geyser went off. Although glad to be out of harm's road, Littlefoot felt down for having messed up in trying to push the tree down. "I guess I'm too small, right, Grandpa," he said as Grandpa carried him to safety.

Littlefoot was gently placed around Grandpa's tail as Grandpa said, "you're yet very young, but you'll be helping out someday."

"Oh, I hate being small," moaned Littlefoot.

"Don't worry," said an optimistic Grandpa, "you'll be grown sure enough."

"Littlefoot," a voice called from nearby.

Littlefoot recognized this voice and looked nearby. Here, he saw Cera, happy to see Littlefoot again and eager to play with him again. The Triceratops grinned upon seeing her friend again. "C'mon," said Cera before rushing off.

"Grandpa, can I go play," Littlefoot asked his grandfather.

"Have fun," replied Grandpa, letting his grandson go.

"Thank you!"

Littlefoot ran alongside Cera, happy to be here. Grandpa sighed, happy that his grandson was enjoying himself in the valley. "The valley is a wonderful place to grow up," he said.

Back with Littlefoot, he laughed alongside Cera before meeting up with Ducky, Petrie and Spike. They laughed together, happy to be together before they started running around the valley. "Let's play! Let's play," cheered Ducky.

"Not that," said Littlefoot as they ran off.

"Not this," added Ducky.

"Well, I'm not," replied Cera.

"Me neither," added Petrie.

"SPIKE'S IT," everyone exclaimed before happily running around the valley, playing once again in the beautiful paradise.

Underneath the foliage covering parts of the valley ground, Ozzy sneaked his road through the vegetation before peeking out from below and sniffed the air, looking for food. With no dinosaurs around to suspect anything, he looked around, sniffing before catching a familiar odor. "You smell something, Ozzy," asked Strut as he peeked from the bush as well.

"Mmm, yes…breakfast," replied Ozzy, before sniffing again and heading toward the source of the odor, "follow me."

The two brothers silently strolled through the foliage before coming across what Ozzy had smelled; a fresh clutch of eggs, halfway secluded in a patch of tall grass near a hill from China. The parents of these eggs were nowhere in sight, and this gave Ozzy the chance to strike. Silently but swiftly catching an egg with his clawed hand, he looked upon it, eager to bite into it. "Oh, yes," he muttered hungrily before licking his chops.

Suddenly, before Ozzy could bite down on it, a small rock suddenly landed on his head. This made Ozzy feel very dizzy and disoriented. The egg slipped off his hand and landed safely back in the nest, undamaged from what just happened. As for Ozzy, he recovered from his dizziness as the rock slid off his head and into his hand. Ozzy, thinking that he yet had the egg in his hand, chomped on the rock, only to bite into the hard surface and feel pain in his mouth. "DOH," he exclaimed.

As his mouth stung from biting the rock, he tossed the rock aside and spat out some of the tiny pieces he had incidentally bit. Nearby, Strut appeared from the tall weeds. "Ozzy, did you get an...."

Suddenly, another small rock landed on Strut's head and bounced off, causing Strut to suddenly land on his bottom. "Egg," he concluded dizzily before collapsing onto his back, unconscious.

Ignoring Strut, Ozzy swiftly massaged his head, trying to make the soreness from the rock to go away. After rubbing it for a few seconds, he turned back to the nest and knelt down, about to take another egg, but suddenly, he heard a different voice come from nearby. "Hey, you guys!"

Spooked and unwilling to get caught in the act, Ozzy turned tail and silently fled the scene. As Ozzy feared, it was the mother of the nest, a Maiasaura, but she wasn't speaking to Ozzy. Instead, she was speaking to someone else nearby. "Stop rolling these rocks downhill," she said.

At the top of the hill where Littlefoot and the others, rolling rocks down a hill. "What," asked Littlefoot, confused.

"My nest is in there," said the annoyed Maiasaura.

"I'm sorry," replied Littlefoot, unwilling to cause an incident with her nest.

The friends walked a distance from the edge of the hill and the nest. After getting a distance away from the location, they sat around, now feeling bored out of their minds. "Ah, it wasn't fun any matter," said Terk as she lay on the ground, annoyed.

"Yes, yes, yes, it's nothing but fun," added Ducky as she leaned on Cera.

Petrie gently landed on Cera's snout, expressing his boredom as well. "Boring."

"What do you want to do now," asked Littlefoot.

Spike looked up at Littlefoot and muttered, having no clue either. Suddenly, Ducky came up with an idea and joyfully said, "I know, I know! We can go to the Sheltering Grass and play 'Sharptooth Attack!'"

Ducky mimicked the growling sounds of a Sharptooth, and this made almost everyone around her chuckle in amusement. They were finding Ducky's attempt to imitate a Sharptooth more funny than scary. Ducky giggled herself before turning to Cera, who, unlike everyone else, was not keen on the idea. "No way," she said, "if I have to be the Sharptooth again."

"Hey, you," said Petrie, having an idea himself before flying towards Spike, who was now munching on a mouthful of leaves, "how about Spike be Sharptooth?"

Petrie landed on Spike's neck as Ducky walked up to the pair, thinking this would be a great idea. "Oh, yes, yes, Spike," she said.

"Alright, Spike," asked Petrie as he faced the Stegosaurus in the eye, "what?"

"Please," asked Ducky innocently.

In between munches, Spike slowly nodded his head, having no qualms with being the Sharptooth this time. "Mmm-hmm."

"See? He doesn't care," said Petrie happily.

"HOORAY," cheered Ducky.

"Oh, good, a map," said Cera with enthusiasm as she rose to her feet.

"Yes, yes, yes, let's go to the Sheltering Grass," said Ducky as she came on Spike as they started to head out.

However, there was one who didn't follow the others with the same enthusiasm. Following his friends and having another thought in mind, Littlefoot called out to them. "Wait! Wait, you guys."

"What," asked Cera as everyone turned back to Littlefoot.

"The Protective Grass is on the other side of the Sinking Sand."

Upon hearing this, Cera's joy turned into confusion, but also slight concern. "Well," she asked.

"Well," replied Littlefoot, feeling concerned about this, "my grandparents don't let me cross the Sunken Sand without them."

"Oh, that's right," said Petrie, knowing what Littlefoot was speaking about and feeling equally concerned, "the town could be dangerous!"

Petrie started mimicking what would happen if they were in the Sinking Sand, making noises that sounded like someone like he was drowning underwater, or in this case, mud. Ducky and Spike felt concern rise inside them as well, for they remembered the Sinking Sand as a potentially dangerous obstacle in their path to the Sheltering Grass. "Yes, that is," said Ducky before sighing, "that is."

Cera was the only one who didn't feel concerned in the slightest. "Aw, you're just a bunch of eggs," she complained as she reared her head back, incidentally sending Petrie rolling off her and landing near some tiny stones, "I can cross the Sunken Sands with my eyes closed."

Cera started walking off as Petrie asked, "with her eyes closed?!"

"And without looking where she's going," asked Ducky.

Spike gasped at the thought of this and knelt onto the ground, shutting his eyes in fright and unwilling to think of what would happen if that were the case. "Hey, that sounds like fun. Petrie try it," said Petrie as he came to his feet and shut his eyes.

He slowly started walking forward with his head held high and his eyes shut. He, however, could not see where he was going and he ended up bumping into Spike's snout. The two opened their eyes and saw each other at close range. The two shrieked before swiftly calming down. "Hey, you," complained Cera, "are you scary eggs coming or not?"

Littlefoot slid down the hillside as the others agreed to follow Cera to the Sheltering Grass. Littlefoot, yet concerned about this, did not follow and was actually about to turn back and get his grandparents, as Ducky saw him about to leave and called out to him. "Littlefoot, you coming," she asked, not letting Littlefoot miss out.

"Oh…well…um…"

As Littlefoot thought this over, he felt his concern fading off upon remembering how he conquered much dangerous stuff before. Unwilling to pass up an opportunity to have fun, knowing that nothing was going to change Cera's mind at this point, he made a decision. "Yes, we're coming!"

He joined up with his friends as they ran to the Sheltering Grass, laughing together as they rushed through the undergrowth of the forest.

Eventually, the group found where the Sheltering Grass was; a tiny island full of tall weeds that looked great for playing hiding games. However, there was a severe obstacle ahead of them, a large pit of quicksand that stretched for several yards. The only facts in the quicksand that were stable were rocks that stuck out from the surface. Everyone looked at the perilous obstacle ahead of them that this was Littlefoot was speaking about. "The Sinking Sand," he said.

"Uhh," replied Littlefoot as he looked for fashions to get to the weeds, "how are we going to cross?"

Ducky slowly dipped one of her feet into the sand out of curiosity. The sand latched onto her foot, almost like it was trying to pull her in, but the grasp wasn't strong enough. Ducky pulled her foot out as black ooze dipped all over her foot, disgusting her. "I can't swim in this," she said, "oh, dear, no, no, no."

"Petrie fly through," suggested Petrie as he flew above everyone else.

Everyone looked at Petrie, seeing that his idea could certainly work, if only there wasn't one obvious problem, not for Petrie, but for them. "Petrie, we don't have wings," giggled Ducky, "no, no, no, we cannot fly."

Disappointed that his idea was shot down, Petrie suddenly landed on the ground, bummed that this wasn't going to work. Everyone looked at him sympathetically. "Poor little tyke," said Ducky.

"My Dad just jumps from rock to rock," said Cera.

"Yes, but your Dad has longer legs than us," replied Littlefoot, yet uncertain.

"Great fact," replied Cera as she rolled her eyes, "I can do it as well. Look."

Cera backed up a short distance from the group, eyes locked on her chosen rock. After a moment of stuffing herself, Cera charged forward and jumped into the air. Everyone hesitantly watched her soar through the air before landing on one of the rocks, just a couple feet away from the group. Her hind legs almost dipped into the quicksand, but she was able to pull herself out and position herself on her rock. This daring but risky action made Cera did it perfectly. "Phew," sighed Cera with relief before turning to the others, "you see?"

But as suddenly as this happened, Cera slipped and splashed headfirst into the quicksand. Now her friend was stuck in quicksand and about to sink under. Littlefoot and the others felt the same amount of concern and rushed to her rescue. "Cera! Hang on," said Littlefoot as he rushed to the edge of the quicksand with Spike.

"WAIT FOR PETRIE," exclaimed Petrie as he rushed to help as well.

"AAHHHH," shrieked Cera as she frantically attempted to get out, only to end up sinking deeper, "HEEEEEELLLP!!!"

Ducky jumped towards Cera's rock and pulled on her horn in an effort to pull her out. "Now I've got you, Cera," she said, "yes, I do."

But Ducky's attempt didn't work at all, and she found herself standing on Cera's face. The two girls shrieked for help as Littlefoot jumped to the rock. "Hang on," he said before catching Ducky's tail.

"Littlefoot," replied Ducky.

With all his might, he tried pulling the two girls out of the quicksand. Petrie flew overhead, watching the Apatosaur attempt to pull the two out. "That's it, Littlefoot," he said, "pull! Pull!"

But Littlefoot wasn't strong enough against the quicksand and his front legs slipped into the mud. "Oh, my heavens! Oh, dear! NO!! What have I done? I'm going to get help," said Petrie to himself, only to realize even if he did rush to get help, they'd get in big danger, "but no! We're not supposed to be here!"

But as Petrie frantically pondered over what to do, something latched onto Littlefoot's tail and tried pulling him out. Everyone looked and saw that it was Spike, having jumped into action himself and trying to save his friends as well. "HURRAY, SPIKE," cheered Ducky as Spike pulled on Littlefoot's tail.

"What," asked Petrie before seeing Spike as well, "that's it, Spike! You help! Please, wait, I help! I do as well!"

Petrie flew to the end of Spike's tail and pulled on it. Now all five friends were in a deadly attempt to get themselves out of the quicksand. By now though, Littlefoot's feet were ankled deep in the mud, and Cera was yet sinking deeper and deeper. Spike attempted to remain on the rock, pulling with all his might to get his friends out of the mud, but this wasn't going anywhere fast. Spike lost his footing and slipped into the quicksand, taking Petrie with him, who growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "STEELE!!"

This yell was so loud that it echoed across the Sinking Sands. The five dinosaurs were in serious danger. Petrie attempted to fly out, but his wings were wet from the mud and couldn't keep him aloft for long. Ducky tried getting on top of Littlefoot's head, but his frantic panicking incidentally sent her back into the mud. They kept shrieking and yelling for help with their lives.

In one of the forests, a powerful black and gray Triceratops was grazing on the vegetation as he suddenly heard the children's cries for help. This was Cera's father, Mr. Threehorn. "Cera," he asked.

On a cliffside, a blue Pteranodon with dark blue wings and an orange beak was tending to her one of her eggs, but she suddenly heard the cries as well. This was Petrie's mother, Ms. Flyer. "Petrie," she exclaimed, sensing that something was wrong.

At a lake, a brown Saurolophus was looking for food underwater, but she suddenly heard the cries as well. This was Ducky and Spike's mother, Ms. Swimmer, and not far away from her were Grandpa Longneck and his wife, Grandma Longneck. They also heard the cries and became concerned. "Ducky! Spike," exclaimed Ms. Swimmer as she rushed to her children's aid.

"Littlefoot," exclaimed Grandma and Grandpa as they rushed off as well, concerned for their grandson.

By now, Littlefoot and the others were even closer to going under, barely able to stay above the surface and having little air left to breathe. "Don't…give up," squirmed Littlefoot as he attempted to keep Ducky afloat, "we can do it."

But Littlefoot swiftly lost his grip on Ducky and completely went under. "Littlefoot," cried Ducky before going under herself, along with the others.

Fortunately, just before it seemed it was already over, a large tail dipped deep into the quicksand, exactly where the five children submerged, before going back up, easily pulling itself out. It was Grandpa Longneck, hearing the frustrated brown Pteranodon shout his name, Littlefoot and the others were pulled out of the quicksand, with Petrie and Littlefoot clinging onto the tail, and Spike, Ducky and Cera holding onto Littlefoot and each other. Grandpa placed the five children back on solid ground, away from the quicksand. The five coughed out all the sand in the mouths while gasping for air in exhaustion, but alive and well. After a few seconds of coughing and recovering from the almost death experience, Littlefoot sighed with relief. "Phew! We did it," he said.

Littlefoot and the others looked in that direction and swiftly realized what they were speaking about, becoming horrified as a result. Standing above them were their parents, staring down at their children with disappointed looks on their faces. While at the very least relieved that their children were saved in the nick of time, they were furious at them for disobeying their rules and getting themselves in this jam. The children gazed at their frustrated parents, realizing what was going to happen next. "Oops," muttered Littlefoot.

In the twilight at what was another day in the Great Valley, the many dinosaur herds started to settle in for the evening. The sun slowly started to vanish behind the tall mountains that made up the valley, stretching for miles around. However, while the many herds started to settle in, sleep was the last fact in mind for someone hiding amongst the rocks that covered one of the valley walls. Gazing upon the herds below him, Ozzy anticipated his moment to make his move on finding a meal. "Now is the time to put all the good eggs safely in the nests," he said.

Strut was once again by his side, but instead of scheming alongside his brother, he was really tired and desired some sleep. "I wouldn't mind being stuck. I'm exhausted," he said before giggling over his pun while almost falling asleep.

Suddenly, Ozzy kicked him in the face with his left foot, awakening him. "Would you stop complaining," he asked, irritated with his brother.

"But Ozzy, I'm tired and I'm hungry," replied Strut as he came to his feet, "couldn't you just have a little green bed bug?"

Mournfully, Strut's innocent plea for plants was shot down by his stubborn brother. "No," Ozzy replied before facing his brother and letting out his frustration, "can't you see that I'm trying to distract you from these facts? From now on, you only need to think, feel and breathe one group of food; eggs!"

Ozzy: If I wake up, first fact I do

Eggs

Is to look around for something to chew

Exactly

Feeding myself is very, very tricky

Because you are, I'm ridiculously picky

Eggs

"Uh, I'm sorry, Ozzy, I, uh…"

Ozzy: This Struthiomimus

Won't settle for the drugs

I'll borrow, I'll beg your pardon

I'll even KISS you.....

"KISS ME?!"

Ozzy: For my DEAR BELOVED THESE

Of eggs

Strut: Hurry up, Ozzy, I'm so hungry, I can't wait another moment

Here's a juicy little leaf with a beautiful stick in it

And can't I have a taste......if I promise just to lick it

Ozzy: STRUT!!

Strut: WHAT?!

Ozzy: YOU IMBECILE EATER!!

GREAT, GREEN GLOBS COULDN'T POSSIBLY BE SWEETER

Than a pile of eggs

You have to smell them, feed them

Crack them open

For a great, BIG, nestful

I am hoping

Strut: Oh, look, I'm starving, I'm weak

There is nothing in my tummy, or the mold on that tree

It's starting to look yummy

Ozzy: All colors and shapes are assorted sizes

Gobble them all for appetizers

Ecstasy

Strut: Ozzy, what's the matter with a little vegetation?

Ozzy: I've had it up to here with this aggravation

Strut: Well, can't I just have this piece of a tree?

Ozzy: Why can't you be more like ME?!

You leaf-loving....

Strut: Hey, you!

Ozzy: Bush-burping

Stem-smelling

Strut: Now wait a moment.....

Ozzy: Garden-gorging

PLANT-BURSTING

TREE-TASTING

DIRT-DEVOURING BEAST!!

Strut: Ozzy…

Ozzy: You have to feel eggs.....

THRICE a day, at least!

Having explained his reasons for wanting eggs over green food, Ozzy turned back to the valley, while Strut reluctantly gave in to his brother's idea. By now, it was a starry night and many of the herds had turned in, making a perfect time for the pair to strike. "Tonight…we frequent," said Ozzy before licking his lips, eager to eat eggs.

The two brothers ran down the hillside, ready to find eggs to steal and have for supper. Silently running across the valley floor, the pair eventually came across a family of Apatosaurus, minding their own business and paying no attention to the pair behind them. Ozzy gestured for his brother to be silent before they sneaked off elsewhere. The family of Apatosaurus they noticed nearby was Littlefoot and Grandma and Grandpa Longneck. The two grandparents, stern with their grandson for disobeying their rules, have being going through a long lecture with him and were just about finishing up. "Littlefoot, your grandma and I don't want to lose you," said Grandpa.

"You're all we have," added Grandma.

Littlefoot sighed, frustrated with how facts were going for him. "It's so hard to be small."

Grandma chuckled before replying, "you'll grow up faster than you think. Be patient. Enjoy your youth while it lasts."

"And stay close to the herd," added Grandpa as he and Grandma looked upon their grandson.

"Ah, sheesh," muttered Littlefoot, knowing where this was going.

"We feel safe here in the valley. The Great Wall protects us from Sharpteeth and the other dangers of the Mysterious Beyond," said Grandpa as he looked out on the wall of the valley, "but there are dangers in the valley, such as Littlefoot. You always have to be careful."

"But my friends..."

"Silence now," said Grandma, knowing that it was time for Littlefoot to get some rest, "it's time to sleep. The bright circle is already gone from heaven."

"But I'm not sleepy," replied Littlefoot, insistent on staying awake.

"Go, Littlefoot," said Grandpa, agreeing with his wife that it was time for Littlefoot to turn in, nudging him to a little nest hole.

"But I didn't," said Littlefoot, yet trying to stay awake, only to yawn and feel tired, "I didn't…"

Eventually, Littlefoot settled into the hole. "I'm thirsty," he said.

"Yes, Littlefoot," replied Grandpa.

Grandma placed a tree star near her grandson. This tree star had a little bit of water in it, and this was going to be Littlefoot's evening drink. Littlefoot let out a huge yawn, eventually agreeing to fall asleep. "Good night," said Grandpa.

"Good night, Grandpa," said Littlefoot as he nuzzled his grandparents, "good night, Grandma."

Littlefoot lowered his head and started to fall asleep as the two grandparents started to leave him be. "Good night, my little one," said Grandma.

With that said, the two elderly sauropods walked off to let their grandson sleep through the night. While the danger Littlefoot got himself into was hard for them, they were relieved that he was yet with them, and having listened through their lecture. They silently let their grandson sleep under the night heavens as the stars glimmered high above.

"It's time for goose to kick a little bear butt," Boris declared.

"And for Cynthia Brisby to pound two little annoying bugs," Cynthia declared while she made a fist, referring to the twins.

Then the mouse and snow goose saw that the twins and polar bears looked terrified as they were frozen in place.

"Aha! Eventually," Boris said, folding his wings, "your old Uncle Boris is making an impression!"

Misty rolled her eyes and rushed back over to the others, catching Brock's arm and trying to get them to move.

"Would you all stop messing around and get moving," she moaned in irritation, willing to move the others faster, "we have to keep going!"

Cynthia pulled off. "Why are you acting so weird," she questioned the smart mouse, "it's not like something is just going to jump out and attack us."

Right as Cynthia said that, she and Boris had bumped into something behind them.

"Now what," Boris asked.

Boris and Cynthia noticed how the others were all frozen now and looked pale-skinned while staring at them. Boris and Cynthia both hesitantly started touching what was behind them and soon their pupils shrunk once they felt it and heard a low growling sound, fearing they knew exactly what it was.

Cynthia and Boris gulped, being afraid to look before they both forced themselves to look up. There, stood a very tall and very big fearsome black bear at the sight.

Boris's beak dropped open in shock while Cynthia gave a deadpanned look into the fourth wall. "Really?"

Cynthia did a second take to see that the bear was in fact real, and boy, was he mad. Cynthia swiftly turned back into the fourth wall, sounding very afraid now. "I stand corrected!"

The black bear let out a fearsome roar as he raised his giant paw up into the air with his sharp claws sticking out, ready to strike while the children shrieked.

Balto, Teresa and Martin heard their friends' cries and turned back and gasped, seeing their friends in danger. Boris yelled and took off running faster than lightning, but he got stuck in a tree stump. The bear swiped at the tree stump Boris was stuck in, tossing it over where it landed on top of Muk and Luk, trapping them. The children were left petrified as the bear was about to take another swipe, this time at them.

Balto acted fast though and ran towards the bear, jumping at him, but the bear saw Balto and swatted him off. Teresa and Martin tried to help, running up to attack the bear. But the bear saw them coming and swatted at them, both being knocked up against a tree. Teresa attempted to get up until she now saw the bear had Balto pinned down, pressing his giant paw over him. Knowing she couldn't get there in time, the mouse sat hopelessly watching the bear raise his paw up again, about to end it all.

Teresa growled, using all her strength to stand up, cried out Balto's name in despair.

But suddenly, a familiar red female husky jumped out and bit the bear's paw, attacking it. Balto and the children were surprised once they saw who it was.

"Jenna," they all asked.

Jenna kept fighting the bear, eventually getting him away from Balto as Teresa and Martin came over to help him out. The bear backed up towards Misty, Boris and the rest of the gang, who all shrieked as it looked like the bear was about to fall back over on top of them.

The bear swatted Jenna off and then had his eyes set on Balto. Teresa and Martin, who had come over to help their friends, saw the bear going after Balto now.

"Oh, dear," they cried, seeing Balto in danger.

The bear had gotten Balto backed up against some rotten branches. Balto gasped as the bear growled viciously at him, showing his teeth. It looked like Balto was cornered, but the brown husky had an idea. At the last second, Balto flipped over and went sliding down the snowy hillside, landing on the edge of a frozen lake. The bear pursued while Balto backed up a bit slowly, knowing he had to be careful or else the ice would break up with him on it.

The adventure children, Jenna, Boris, Muk and Luk came to the edge of the hillside, seeing Balto on the ice with the bear down below.

"BALTO," they all cried in a panic.

The bear stood up on his hind legs and stomped down on the ice, making it crack underneath Balto. The bear took another big step, but this time, he went straight into the icy cold water and attempted to get out before he eventually drowned. The ice broke up around Balto, soon leaving him trapped on an ice flow. And worse yet, it was beginning to tilt.

The children and others rushed down to try and get to Balto, crying out his name in great agony. But it was no use. Balto tried to hang on, but fell and the ice flow flipped over, now trapping him underneath the ice.

"NoooooOOOO," everyone cried out in grief and were hopeless on what to do now.

Meanwhile, at another part of the valley, someone else was having a slightly better time sleeping. Nestled in his nest, Littlefoot slept on throughout the night with his watery tree star behind his side, but just before he was about to completely fall asleep, he heard a rustle in the weeds nearby. "Psst, Littlefoot! Littlefoot, wake up."

Littlefoot got up, recognizing the voice. "What? Cera? Where are you," he asked.

"Here," whispered Cera from the grass.

"Where," asked Littlefoot again, getting to his feet and looking around, trying to find Cera.

"Here."

Littlefoot turned to the grass, confused as to why Cera was trying to speak to him in the middle of the night. "What are you doing here," he asked.

"Hush," silenced Cera as she peeked out from the grass, "csendes."

"What's wrong?"

"I can't sleep. It's awkward," said Cera, "we need to speak."

"Now," asked Littlefoot upset as he looked into the grass.

"Csendes," silenced Cera again, unwilling to get caught by any grownups, "yes, my Lord."

Cera turned around, ready to walk elsewhere with Littlefoot before suddenly turning back to him. "Sleep in the dirt," she asked mockingly.

"I'm not afraid," replied Littlefoot, annoyed.

"Then c'mon," said Cera as the two ran off, "let's get the others."

A short time later, on a high plateau, far from Littlefoot's nest, Littlefoot and Cera had already gathered Ducky, Petrie and Spike in preparation for what Cera wanted to speak about. "Yes, yes, yes, we're all here," she yawned, "yes, we are."

"But what are we here for," asked Petrie.

"Yes, is there a problem," asked Ducky.

"Adults," complained Cera frustratedly as she walked nearby, "I suppose you all have the same lecture as me."

Everyone nodded in agreement. "I'm too young to walk far," said Petrie, recalling the lecture he got from his mother.

"We're not adults and should remember that," added Ducky, recalling her lecture as well.

"There's a lot of danger," added Littlefoot, "I always have to be careful."

"Don't hang out with longnecks, big faces and pointed tails," added Cera as well.

Everyone suddenly fell silent and stared at Cera with surprised looks. Cera, seeing how they were listening to her recall her lecture from her father, felt embarrassed. "Well…it was mostly the same lecture."

"Grandpa and Grandma were mostly concerned that I was going to get hurt," said Littlefoot.

"That's the problem! They think we can't take care of ourselves," said Cera, "we need to do something where adults will stop treating us like hatcheries."

Despite Cera's frustration in her voice, Littlefoot looked at her, surprised that he was trying to find a road to help her with his problem as well. Petrie jumped in front of Cera, agreeing with her statement. "Cera's right."

"I agree. I do. I do," said Ducky, "then what are we going to do?"

Cera thought about what to do. "Well…" she said before having an idea, "we can get away from home."

Littlefoot looked at his friend with a shocked look, uncertain if this would be a good idea. Petrie, also unsure about something regarding the idea, turned to Cera and asked, "uh…where do we run?"

"Um…" Cera pondered before having another idea in mind, "we could just stay here."

Cera ran around the tall area, but Littlefoot and Spike felt that this wasn't going to work. They looked at each other with dry looks before Littlefoot spoke up. "That's stupid," said Littlefoot, "anyone can find us here."

"Nuh-uh," replied Cera before turning to the edge of the plateau, "look at these rocks? It could be our hiding place, and we're really high. No one can sneak up on us."

The others came to the edge and had a great view of the valley. "Cera's right," said Petrie, "look!"

"You can see everything from up above. You can, you can," said Ducky, also liking this.

"Hey, Ducky, there's your nest," said Littlefoot, having spotted Ducky's nest, but seeing something else, "but who's walking off?"

Everyone looked at where Littlefoot was gazing and saw Ducky's nest, with the two parents sleeping silently near their nest. But this wasn't the only fact they noticed. They saw two small figures silently walking off from the nest, trying not to make a sound. Everyone suddenly gasped upon realizing what was going on. "Hey, you! They steal an egg," exclaimed Littlefoot.

"They're taking part of our family," added Ducky, horrified.

Littlefoot, already having a plan, put Ducky on his back and was ready to get help. "Run, let's warn the adults!"

But Cera swiftly came in Littlefoot's road, cutting him off from his pathway. "No, wait! If we catch them ourselves, it'll show everyone that we're no longer babies," said Cera.

"Oh, yes," said Ducky, thinking this could work, "yes, yes, yes!"

"I don't know," said Littlefoot, unsure about this.

"Look, scaredy cat. There are five of us and only two," said Cera, not backing down. What could go wrong? What?"

Littlefoot, unsure about chasing after the thieves, didn't know what to think. He looked at the stubborn Cera before turning to Spike and Petrie, who also thought this was the only option they had. "Well…"

"Please," pleaded Ducky innocently.

"Allow me to introduce you to the Company," replied Littlefoot.

With that choice confirmed, Cera let out a fierce growl as she turned to where the thieves were running and raced after them. "Let's go get them," she said as everyone followed suit.

Far up ahead, Ozzy and Strut, having traveled a far enough distance from the nest, stopped their run. "Now remember, you got the first bite. After all, that was my idea," said Ozzy as he snatched the egg from Strut's grasp and was ready to eat it.

"HEY, YOU," Cera shouts from the distance, "LET GO OF THAT EGG!!"

Spooked by the sudden shouting, Ozzy shook, almost dropping the egg. After calming down, he and Strut turned to see Littlefoot and the others charging after them. "Oops, we've been noticed," said Ozzy concernedly before complaining to Strut, "I warned you not to be so obvious."

Ozzy gave Strut the egg before fleeing the scene. "Ozzy, wait for me," begged Strut as he followed his brother.

"TAKE BACK MY BROTHER," demanded Ducky as her group kept pursuing the culprits, "UM, OR SISTER!!"

Ozzy and Strut, unwilling to stop, much less to catch their breath, kept running as fast as they could. They reached a cliffside and started scaling it. Strut held the egg carefully in his hands as they climbed the edge of the cliff. Down below, Littlefoot and the others stopped at the base of the cliff, shivering for breath, but realizing where the thieves were going. "They're…they're heading towards the Mysterious Beyond," shivered Cera.

Everyone watched as the pair reached the top of the cliff, disappearing from view. Here, Cera eventually felt this wasn't a good idea. "Perhaps we should get help after all this," she said.

But Littlefoot, not pleased, thought the opposite. "It's no use now. They'll run off," he said as he began climbing the cliff.

The sauropod came onto a platform, just above Cera, and saw that she wasn't willing to climb the wall. "That was your idea. Are you coming or not," asked Littlefoot.

Cera, hesitant at what lurked beyond the wall, didn't bother replying. This caused Littlefoot to frown at the three-horn with annoyance. Together, with Ducky on Littlefoot's back, they climbed the wall to further pursue the thieves. As for Cera, infuriated that she was upstaged by the sauropod, she snorted and kicked up some dust before charging up the wall herself, smashing through a small rock with her head while doing so. Spike, with Petrie on his back, slowly followed her. Further up the cliff, Ozzy and Strut kept moving higher and higher, with Strut tossing Ozzy the egg as they neared the top. Strut shivered for breath, thinking they had gone a good enough distance from their pursuers. "How…big they are," shivered Ozzy.

The two turned back to where they came and saw some intimidating shadows approaching them, given off by the moonlight. These shadows were getting bigger and bigger, and this frightened Strut to the bone. "Oh, they're big," he lamented, "very big!"

Unwilling to see for himself, Ozzy carried on with the egg in his hands. Upon reaching the top of the cliff, he spotted something that shocked him as well. "WHAT," he exclaimed, with the echo of his voice traveling downwards.

He found himself at a dead end; a very deep chasm that looked like it had no bottom to it. Ahead of him though was another cliff; on the other side of the chasm that looked close enough to make a daring rescue across. Strut reached the top as well, shivering from exhaustion. "Phew," he sighed, in desperate need of breath.

"Um…" said Ozzy before suddenly shoving Strut to the other cliff, "you first."

"WAAHHHH," shrieked Strut.

Fortunately, he was shoved with just enough force to make him land the other side. With the egg in his hands, Ozzy jumped across the chasm as well. "WOAAHHHH," he shouts before reaching the other side.

With them both on the other side, they resumed their run. As they disappeared from view, Littlefoot's group showed up and saw the chasm below them. They shivered for breath as Petrie came off of Spike and flew to the other side. "It's not that hard. You can do it," said Petrie after landing on the cliff.

Littlefoot flew across the chasm and successfully made it to the other side. "C'mon, Spike," said Littlefoot to Spike on the other side, "FIRE!!"

Hesitant at first, Spike made the daring rescue as well. He caught hold of the edge of the cliff, almost slipping off, but managing to climb his road back up to solid ground. Spike joined his friends in turning back to Cera and Ducky, who were the only ones yet to make the jump. Cera, refusing to show her fear, snorted out some air before making the jump as well. Like Spike, she caught hold of the edge, but managed to keep herself from slipping off. But for Ducky, she made the jump as well, but she didn't catch the edge. She shrieked as it seemed she missed and was falling into the seemingly bottomless chasm. "DUCKY," shrieked Littlefoot upset.

This yell was so loud that it echoed across the chasm. Cera, managing to climb herself onto the cliff, said, "don't worry. I have her."

Sure enough, they all saw Ducky holding onto the tip of Cera's tail, having caught hold of it before she could fall into the chasm. "You mean, now I've had you," chuckled Ducky before giggling a little.

High above the group, just below the full moon, some storm clouds began to form over the valley. On one of the valley walls, Ozzy and Strut were temporarily resting to catch their breath from the exhausting chase. "I hope this egg pays off," shivered Strut.

"Pay off? All the eggs are paid off, bark-breath," complained Ozzy before rubbing the egg on his cheek and giving the egg to Strut, "here, but now you can."

Reluctantly, the exhausted Strut followed his dominating brother before taking one swift peek down below him. He was hesitant about his pursuers, but at the same time, slightly curious about whom they were. "Who are these guys," he asked before running off to meet up with Ozzy, hearing the frustrated trainer shout his name.

Attempting to catch Ozzy and Strut and retrieve the stolen egg from Ducky's nest, Littlefoot and the others soldiered on as they climbed up the valley mountain in the dark of the night. It was a difficult objective, but nothing was going to stop them. "C'mon," said Cera.

"Let's go," said Littlefoot to the others.

"Don't stop," added Petrie.

But as it seemed this couldn't get any harder, it started to rain. The rain fell form the storm clouds above, and everyone was swift to notice the change in weather. "Oh, dear," complained Cera.

"Keep moving," urged Littlefoot as he carried on.

The group did just that, though for some of them, they were getting exhausted from the hard effort to keep pursuing the thieves. The fact that it was raining did not help the cause either. "Acting as an adult is difficult," said Ducky, "yes! Yes! Yes!"

Petrie rode on Spike's tail and shivered from the tiring journey. Further up the pathway, Ozzy and Strut kept fleeing from their pursuers, only to come across a huge pile of boulders and rocks, blocking their pathway. This didn't bother Ozzy though, for he spotted a small cave on a higher platform and climbed up to it. Strut, with the egg yet in his hands, attempted to catch up with his brother, but Ozzy stopped at the entrance of the cave, allowing his exhausted brother to reach him. "HAHA!! We did it, Strut. These little rodents will never be able to follow us now," said Ozzy with pride before turning to the egg in Strut's hands, "it won't be long, egg. Soon you'll be nestled.....in the pit of my stomach. HAHAHAHA!!"

Ozzy ran into the cave while a tired out Strut attempted to keep up. "Oz…where's your turn to hold the egg," he asked as he came inside."

As soon as the pair came inside, Littlefoot and the others appeared, having followed their trail all the road to the wall of boulders. "Where are they going," asked Petrie.

"I don't see anyone," shivered Cera.

"They're missing," said Ducky, "are they?"

Littlefoot looked around the premises before spotting the cave above them. "They must've gone in there. C'mon," he said to his friends before climbing up to the cave.

With that said, Littlefoot rushed into the dark cave. Ducky, Petrie and Spike followed suit, but Cera, who was about to go in as well, suddenly stopped and gasped upon seeing where everyone was going. Hesitant at what could be in there, she hesitated and slowly backed off. Littlefoot peeked out of the cave and saw Cera not following them. "Cera, what are you taking," asked Littlefoot.

"Um…nothing," replied Cera, trying to hide her fear and replace it with stubborn pride, "I just don't feel like going in there right now. That's all."

"Cera," complained Littlefoot, only for Cera to scoff in response, not going in with her, "alright then, let's go without you."

Littlefoot walked deeper into the cave, leaving the hesitant Cera to herself. Luckily for Littlefoot, it didn't take long at all for Cera to suddenly change her mind and rush in after him, thanks to the bright flash of a lightning bolt and a boom of thunder. Shrieking frighteningly, Cera ran into the cave, intimidated. "Csendes," silenced Littlefoot before guiding everyone deeper into the cave, "this way."

Everyone walked further and further into the cave, searching for the thieves. It was very dark in here and hard to see in the distance and in the corners. Despite this, everyone proceeded ahead, hoping to silently sneak up on Ozzy and Strut. "It sure is dark in here," said Cera before meeting up the others.

Back with Ozzy and Strut, they had eventually settled down after their longer chase. Strut shivered for breath as Ozzy turned to him and said, "alright, Strut. Now it's my turn to hold the egg."

Ozzy licked his lips as Strut handed him the egg, only for the egg to suddenly slip out of Ozzy's grasp and roll off. Ozzy tried catching it, but it kept rolling off and it ultimately became hard for the Struthiomimus to clearly seek it out in the dark. "Oh, dear, no, where'd it go, oh," he muttered as he felt his road around, "just here for a moment, man, I looked…"

Eventually, Ozzy felt something that felt like the egg and pulled it into his grasp. He opened his mouth to take a bite, as he suddenly noticed that it wasn't the egg in his hands, but Littlefoot's head. Upon seeing Ozzy so close and looking like he was about to bite him, Littlefoot let out a loud, anguished shriek that caught Ozzy off guard. Ozzy yelled as well, not expecting to see Littlefoot either. The two shrieked frighteningly at each other in fright as lightning flashed from outside. The sudden shouting also took everyone else in the cave by force and, with the darkness surrounding them, they burst into a frantic panic. Running in circles, with lightning flashing, they cried out in grief as they ran around, having no idea what was going on. Suddenly, a giant tail swiped the Raptor Rustlers off. IT WAS REXY.  She savagely attacked the Raptor Rustlers, roaring frustratedly and slashing the Raptor Rustlers with her sharp claws.

Cera, in her panic, shrieked as well before seeing that she was charging straight towards a stalagmite. She tried to stop herself, but her momentum had sent her skidding towards the stalagmite, smashing into it and causing rocks from above to start falling. Realizing this, she joined the others in running to get out to avoid getting caved in. The group ran as fast as they could out of the cave, but the avalanche of rocks, as well as the rocks from above, kept getting more and more intense. Outside, it was no longer raining, but the cave-in of rocks from inside caused a hole to burst open above the wall of boulders. The explosion of rocks from the cave cracked apart the rock wall and caused a huge rockslide that slid down both sides. On the side tumbling down to the valley, Ozzy and Strut were taken on a rough and deadly ride. "DOH, OOH, WHAT DID YOU DO, STRUT, DOH, OOH, OW, DON'T MISS, OW, THAT EGG," shouts Ozzy in between getting hurt by the rolling rocks as they roll down the hillside.

Riding on a large rock and with the egg just below him, Strut tried to catch it, but the egg was launched into the air by his frantic tries to catch it with his hands. Standing on the rock, trying to stay balanced, Strut reached for the egg in the air. "OH, I ALMOST HAD IT," he cried, only to lose his balance and get buried in a pile of rocks.

The rockslide buried in the two brothers, knocking them unconscious. Luckily for the egg, it didn't get buried with them and instead rolled off, far away from the activity. It rolled across the valley floor before reaching Ducky's nest, where the parents slept silently. The egg rolled nearby before sliding off a smooth rock and landing safely in the nest, miraculously unscathed and back safely where it belonged, almost as if it was never taken in the first place.

But while the egg was back in the nest, Littlefoot and his friends were being taken to the other side of the wall. Riding on the dangerous slide of rocks, they shrieked frighteningly as they were taken further and further off from home and towards a swampy area. The rocks reached a cliff, with some rolling off it and breaking apart and some dinosaur bones underneath, and leaving Ducky and Petrie clinging onto the edge for their lives. As the dust settled, Littlefoot emerged from the pile of rocks, exhausted and hurt from the slide. It didn't take long for him though to see that some of his friends were in danger. "HEEELLLPPP," cried Ducky as she and Petrie held on to the cliff.

Not wasting another second, Littlefoot rushed to the cliff and caught hold of his friends. Pulling them to safety, Ducky and Petrie sat near Littlefoot. "Are you alright," he asked.

Exhausted and beat up from the rockslide, Petrie spun around dizzily. "Petrie is not well. I hurt everywhere," he moaned before lying on a pile of rocks.

Suddenly, this pile started rumbling before something emerged from underneath. It was Cera, and she wasn't happy with Petrie clinging onto her nose. "Woah! Good Cera," said Petrie hesitantly, only for Cera to snort him off, the breeze from her nose blowing Petrie off.

It didn't take long though for Cera to suddenly feel sore from the experience as well. "Oh, I think I folded my horn," she moaned.

"Where is Spike," Ducky asked Cera, seeing that Spike was nowhere to be seen.

Cera, unsure at where the Stegosaur was, lowered her head, not knowing what to say to Ducky. Ducky started fearing the worst and lowered her head as well, but suddenly, the rocks underneath Cera started to shake before breaking apart, revealing Spike, yet alive and unscathed. "YES, HURRAY," cheered Ducky as Spike approached her and started licking her, happy that she was alright as well, and causing her to giggle from Spike's affection, "Spike, stop that! I'm alright, I am," she giggled.

Everyone gathered around the two and laughed, happy to be together and to have survived the rockslide. Suddenly, the happy moment was cut short as a loud screech sounded off in the far distance. Surprised, everyone rushed towards the sound, only to stop upon reaching another edge of the cliff and get a look at where they were. This was a dark, forbidden land, with little to no vegetation, broken tree branches and roots, and bones of other animals scattered all over the premises. Below them, filthy swamp water bubbled as some intimidating creatures strolled around, looking for food and oblivious to the children. It swiftly became clear to everyone that they were certainly not in the Great Valley anymore. "This place is scary," said Petrie, intimidated.

"W-where are we," lamented Ducky.

"I…I think we're in the Mysterious Beyond," said Littlefoot.

"The Mysterious Beyond," asked Cera.

This was indeed the Mysterious Beyond, the forbidden land that she and the others had to overcome in order to get to the Great Valley. While this section of the Mysterious Beyond she did not remember from before, she could warn this was not a place to be staying in, especially upon seeing the skeletons of dinosaurs, both plant and meat eaters, scattered around, apparently having failed to reach the Great Valley and perished. "Well, I'm not afraid of any mysterious old man beyond," said Cera cockily.

Suddenly, a bubble from the swampy water burst open right above Cera, sending some of the water into Cera's face. Everyone laughed as Cera shook the water off her face. "There's nothing to fear while we're together. Okay," asked Ducky, "that's it!"

Suddenly, a loud, frightening roar sounded off in the distance, catching everyone's attention and making them gasp in horror. Another screech sounded off in another direction, further making everyone frightened. Whatever was out there was most likely a dangerous predator that would chase and eat them if given the chance. The mere thought of being in a predator-rich environment caused a frightened Spike to hit his head into the ground below him like an ostrich. Petrie, overcome with terror himself, clung onto Littlefoot's neck and held on for dear life, annoying the sauropod. "I want to go home," lamented Cera, willing nothing to do this forbidden place.

"Petrie is also going home," added Petrie.

"But how about the egg," asked Ducky, remembering the egg, "we can't leave it here alone."

Remembering the egg, but not finding it anywhere in sight, and remembering the scary rock slide that flushed them into this area, everyone felt a huge bit of despair. "I'm…I'm afraid it was crushed," said Littlefoot mournfully.

Upon hearing this, Ducky's heart sank like a rock. The idea at one of her siblings getting crushed and gone for good was too many for her to let her sink in. Tears started welling up in her eyes as she started to weep. Everyone looked at the little dinosaur, feeling awful and hopeless. "Farewell, little sister," she wept as she walked off, "or little brother."

Spike sniffled as well, feeling Ducky's pain and despair. "Ne pas pleure, Ducky," said Littlefoot, "yes…it's all part of the Great Circle of Life."

"Besides, there's an entire nest complete with eggs at home," added Cera, trying to offer her consolations.

"Yes…but this was special. It would be my favorite, same plus…" said Ducky as she sat near a small corner.

Back with the others, Ducky was yet reminiscing on the lost egg while sitting in her corner. "All blue and orange and speckled, there was no other egg like that in the entire world…except…" she sniffled before looking above her as the light from nearby shone through, "this one."

Suddenly, everyone's despair turned into shock upon seeing that above Ducky was an egg, blue and covered in small orange and speckled spots. This looked exactly like the egg that was stolen. "DUCKY, IT'S SAFE," exclaimed Littlefoot.

"IT'S HERE," added Cera.

"THE EGG," exclaimed Ducky before gasping, "it is not blurred!"

Overwhelmed with joy, Ducky gave the egg a big hug. "Oh, welcome, little brother or sister," she said before noticing something else about the egg, "my, how you've grown! This is going to be a very little brother or sister."

She giggled as she rolled the egg out of the corner and toward the others. "C'mon," said Littlefoot, knowing that they had to get home, "we better get it back to the nest."

"But how do we do that," asked Petrie, "the egg is big."

"I know how to do," said Littlefoot, "we'll build with a nest of leaves and stuff."

"Oh, yes! A transporter nest," replied Ducky, liking this idea, "yes, yes, yes!"

Eventually, with the carrying nest put together, everyone set off back home. Using the newly opened pathway to the Great Valley, everyone climbed up the hill, being careful not to trip and let the egg fall to the ground and crack open. Littlefoot and Spike held onto the branches to keep the nest together while Petrie gripped the two branches with his hands, further helping the nest stay stable enough for the journey home. Cera and Ducky walked behind the group, keeping the egg from falling was not an easy task though. Everyone slowly headed up the hill, trying their best not to let the nest fall apart and send the egg plummeting. Suddenly, Littlefoot and Spike slipped on the unstable terrain and started sliding downwards, back to the Mysterious Beyond. Petrie yelped in concern, attempting to keep the nest together. After a brief slipping and sliding, Littlefoot and Spike resumed walking upwards, only to slip again. This time however, Cera pushed them upwards with all her strength. Petrie sighed with relief before walking up the hill again. Eventually, everyone reached the top of the pathway and had a great view of the valley as the sun slowly began to rise behind them. They could see the beautiful forests, the fresh rivers and mountains off in the distance. It was like how they first found the valley back then. "Home," said Petrie, very relieved.

"Sweet home," added Ducky before sighing, happy that they were back in the safety of the valley.

With dawn right around the corner, everyone proceeded towards the valley, silently walking back to Ducky's nest. Here, the parents were yet sleeping and oblivious to what just happened throughout the night. A couple feet away, Littlefoot and the others appeared, with Littlefoot and Spike yet holding the egg in the carrying nest. Littlefoot and Spike, having found some smooth ground to put the egg on, carefully lowered the egg down the ground, allowing Ducky to take command and roll the egg toward the nest. "I can't wait to let everyone know how we saved the egg," said Cera to Petrie.

"They don't treat us like babies anymore," added Petrie.

Ducky kept rolling the egg toward the nest, going past some of the small undergrowth, but upon reaching the nest, she gasped in shock. "Go ahead, Ducky," said Littlefoot, "put it back."

"Shan-Yu is back," replied Ducky before showing everyone her nest of eggs, "look."

Everyone looked and saw a total of seven eggs in Ducky's nest. There was no gap left behind from a stolen egg and to everyone, it swiftly became clear that all of Ducky's eggs were in the nest, which meant only one fact; they retrieved and brought someone else's egg to the valley by incident. They looked at the nest, confused, but mostly shocked at what they had done.

Shortly afterwards, everyone gathered in a secluded area a distance from the nest. Here, the egg was placed near a patch of grass close to a calm river. Everyone looked at the mysterious egg, unsure at what to make of it, before Littlefoot eventually spoke up. "Well, if Ducky's egg was there all the time," said Littlefoot as he laid out the facts, "who is this egg?"

"Perhaps these bandits steal from another nest," said Petrie.

"Yes, but which one," asked Littlefoot.

"We won't know until it hatches," replied Cera as they looked at the egg.

"Yes," replied Ducky innocently, "then we could take you back to your family."

"But who's going to take care of it until it hatches," asked Littlefoot.

"Of course," said Cera, "after all, we're not babies."

Yet in doubt, and feeling they could not handle this on their own, Littlefoot had another idea in mind. "I don't know," said Littlefoot before walking off, "perhaps we should warn our parents."

This idea instantly infuriated Cera. "NO," she shouts, "absolutely not."

Unwilling to keep him from going any further, she rushed after him, inadvertently sending Petrie, who was riding on Cera's head, plummeting to the ground. Ignoring Petrie and the others, Cera met up with Littlefoot. "If they find out where we were, they'll put us back in our nests," she said, "we don't warn the adults anything. Right?"

Littlefoot looked at the stubborn threehorn, seeing that she was fiercely determined to keep this a secret. "Right," asked Cera again, not backing off.

Reluctantly, Littlefoot sighed before agreeing with Cera's new plan, seeing that nothing was going to change her mind. "Right."

Eventually, Littlefoot headed back to his own nest, drowsy and exhausted from the insane adventure he and the others had trying to retrieve the egg, dodging the rockslide and ending up bringing in someone else's egg from the Mysterious Beyond. Bummed that he had to keep the egg a secret from the adults, but too tired to think of what might happen nest, he slowly reached his sleeping nest and let out a big yawn. Content to be back home, he settled himself in to get in some much needed sleep. As soon as he closed his eyes and tried to drift into slumber though, a calm, soothing voice spoke from above. "Littlefoot?"

It was Grandma Longneck. Seeing her grandson yet resting in the early morning dawn, she slowly lowered her neck down to him and nudged him, trying to awaken him. "Wake up, sleepy head," she said, "the bright circle is already rising into the heavens."

Littlefoot slowly opened one of his eyes and saw that morning was coming and nothing was going to stop Grandma from continuing to get him moving for the day. He moaned in drowsiness, bummed that he didn't get enough sleep and chances of him getting further sleep were not going to work.

As morning neared closer with the rising sun, little activity was going on near the mountains at where last night's fight for the egg took place. In one of the piles of rocks that formed from the rock slide, the rocks began to crumble off and shake before suddenly, two clawed hands burst from the pile. The rest of the body burst from the pile and shook itself around. It was Strut, and he was not having a good morning at all. Sore from the rock slide, he slowly came to his feet. "Oh, I feel like a, ooh…a mountain has fallen on me," he said as he tried to endure the soreness before attempting to walk off.

"It did," someone muffled underneath him.

"Is that you, Ozzy," asked Strut as he looked around, "where are you?"

"You…stand on me," the voice muffled again frustratedly.

"I'm what…AHH," Strut shrieked upon seeing two glowing ember eyes underneath his rock.

Strut swiftly jumped off the pile of rocks, allowing Ozzy to push himself free from the pile. After shaking himself around, sore from the rockslide, he turned to Strut and asked, "did you save the egg?"

"The, uh…the-the-the-the-the egg," asked Strut, not fully awake yet.

Ozzy moved closer to Strut, his beak touching his brothers' and frowning at him disapprovingly. Swiftly turning hesitant at what Ozzy would do, Strut frantically blurted out words, trying to avoid a confrontation. "Oh, oh, you mean the egg? Um, yes, well, I don't, um, um, I mean, uh, these children…" he said hesitantly before remembering Littlefoot and the others from last night, "yes, yes, that's it! These children did it! They stole our egg. The nerve!"

Hearing this, and remembering how the children were an obstacle in them eating the egg, Ozzy grew with fury. "They did, did they," asked Ozzy before looking out into the distance, "well, they're going to pay…and expensive."

While Ozzy and Strut were ready for their next move, another preparation was about to go underway, but this was something completely different. At a lake site, many of the dinosaur herds were doing their usual business, feasting on the vegetation and enjoying the peaceful morning. No one had any suspicions of egg stealing activity from the night before, or knew at what Littlefoot and the others had done. They silently feasted on their morning breakfast while in a secluded area not too far away, Littlefoot and the others gathered around the egg from the Mysterious Beyond. "How long do we have to wait," asked Cera.

"Sheesh, I don't know," replied Littlefoot, "could be a long time."

"My mother sits on eggs to keep warm and hatch," said Petrie as he came to the egg and tried to sit on it to make sure it stayed warm, "I'm sitting on the egg."

Petrie's attempt to keeping the egg warm wasn't very successful, for he kept slipping off it, and his entire body couldn't cover the entire fact. "I wonder what it'll be? A girl, I hope," said Cera.

"Perhaps an airman like me," said Petrie before flying off the egg.

"Or a swimmer like me," added Ducky as she came to the egg and moved her arms and legs like she was swimming in the water.

"Hey, why can't we be his parents," suggested Littlefoot.

Littlefoot's idea made everyone laugh. They thought it was silly for such a fact to happen. "Don't be silly, Littlefoot," said Cera, "how could we be his parents?"

"Well…we'll raise it," said Littlefoot, "teach it. It's going to be fun!"

"Oh, yes, yes, yes," said Ducky as she bounced up and down, liking this idea, "I would be a very good mum. Mm-hmm."

Ducky cuddled with the egg, vowing to be a good parental figure to whatever was inside the egg. "We are good parents," said Petrie.

Spike nodded his head in agreement, inadvertently dizzying out Petrie, who was riding on his snout. "Well, I think I'll be the best parent," said Cera.

"Why is that, Cera," asked Littlefoot.

"Because I'm going to let her do what she wants," replied Cera as she nuzzled the egg with Ducky.

Cera's words made Ducky a bit uncomfortable, but before she could say anything, Petrie said, "huh, that sounds good to me."

Petrie flew off of Spike and landed on the egg as Ducky said, "our baby will never hear no. Oh, dear, oh, dear."

"Then we'll do it," responded Littlefoot.

"YES," his friends agreed.

Nearby, Ozzy and Strut peeked their heads out of the bushes they were hiding in and spied on the group. They silently observed them looking at the egg and were ready to sneak up on them. Oblivious to their stalkers, Littlefoot and the others gazed upon the egg but suddenly, it started to move. Everyone gasped upon seeing this, for this was an indication of one fact; there was something in the egg and it was starting to hatch out of the shell. Some cracks started to form around the egg as Ducky came closer to take a better look. "Look," she said.

Ducky moved her head up against the egg to hear a heartbeat. As she did so, a foot pushed its road out of the egg. This foot had three toes ending with tiny claws. "It's hatching," said Petrie.

Near the foot, a tail came out of the egg before the baby inside the egg sat on its bottom. It pushed itself upwards, breaking the top half of the egg from the bottom half, revealing two small hands with small fingers. The only piece of the egg left on the baby was on the top of its head, but he leaned back and tossed that piece of the egg off. This allowed everyone to get a good look at the baby's face. It had a square-like fashion, and red eyes. The baby as an entire was bluish-purple in color, while the underbelly was more of an indigo-like fashion. He looked at everyone as they slowly turned a bit hesitant. "It's…it's a…" Littlefoot attempted to say.

The baby opened its mouth, revealing a set of teeth that looked sharp. Upon seeing this, everyone turned frantic, for they knew exactly what this was and were terrified, they growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "SHARPTOOTH!!"

These yells were so loud that it echoed across the Sheltering Grass. Horrified that they hatched the fact they feared the most, everyone swiftly fled the scene, all while the baby looked at them with confusion. "SHARPTOOTH," cried Cera as she and the others fled.

"AAHHHH," cried Ducky, "RUN!!"

Nearby, Ozzy and Strut, who were observing all the activity, swiftly became confused upon hearing them cry out the dreaded word in great agony. "SHARPTOOTH," they asked, shocked.

Suddenly seeing that the group was running towards them, they ducked to avoid getting trampled, but this did little to help them out. The group ran over to the surprised Struthiomimus pair, leaving a trail of dust and dirt behind them as they fled. As the dust cleared, the two brothers moaned, very sore from being run over by the children. The only one left near the newly hatched Sharptooth was Littlefoot. But Littlefoot, having attempted to run himself thanks to a vine getting caught around his neck, was flung backwards, hearing the frustrated pair shout its name, just inches from the baby. The sauropod hesitantly looked at the baby, who cooed upon seeing him. Littlefoot shrieked in fright before getting back up and running off. Now on his own, the little baby turned mournful upon being left alone. Fortunately, it didn't last long at all, for Littlefoot, seeing that the baby didn't look intimidating, nor did he feel the urge to chase and bite him, cautiously approached the baby Sharptooth. "Ah, he doesn't look dangerous," said Littlefoot.

Littlefoot came a little closer to the baby, who appeared hesitant of the sauropod. "It's alright," said Littlefoot calmly, "I'm not going to hurt you."

Looking at the Apatosaur hesitantly, the little baby swiftly grinned before licking Littlefoot's face. This made Littlefoot giggle in delight. "Friendly, isn't it," he said.

The baby looked up at Littlefoot and grinned upon seeing him. He leaned towards him and started licking his face affectionately like a puppy. "Hey, you…I bet you think I'm your mum…a dad," said Littlefoot.

The baby cooed at the sauropod. "Well…I'm not really, but don't worry. I'll take good care of you. My friends will, as well, as soon as they see how nice you are," said Littlefoot before he started walking off, willing to show the baby around, "c'mon, I'll take you around."

Curious, the baby T-Rex attempted to follow the sauropod by coming to his feet. He lifted one of his feet off the ground, but attempted to keep his balance. Suddenly, he collapsed onto the ground, having damage trying to walk, like any newborn baby would. "Well, I think I better teach you to go fish. First you lift one foot, then you put it in front of you," said Littlefoot as he lifted his feet and put them in front of him, trying to give an example to the baby, "then you lift the other one up, now you try."

The baby came to his feet and tried doing the same fact. Luckily, he was able to walk correctly this time. He walked down the stump where he hatched, but in his walking, he ended up going too fast. This concerned Littlefoot as he came to the bottom of the stump and tried approaching him. "Slow down! You're going to hurt yourself," said Littlefoot.

It's too late since the baby tripped and landed headfirst into the ground. Concerned, Littlefoot rushed to the baby and asked, "are you alright?"

Luckily, the baby wasn't badly hurt from the trip. He looked up at Littlefoot and cooed at him. Relieved, but concerned about that happening again, Littlefoot said, "you need to be more careful."

Feeling disgraced for what he did, and causing Littlefoot to say that, the baby turned his head away from the sauropod as a tear ran down his face. Seeing this, Littlefoot turned sympathetic and gave the baby a hug. "It's alright, I'm not frustrated," he said reassuringly as he stroked the baby with his neck, "hey, you need a name."

The sauropod pondered over what to call the baby T-Rex as he noticed something nearby that caught his attention. Coming out of Littlefoot's embrace, he chased after a small dragonfly, as if an instinct to hunt took over inside him. He tried chomping on the dragonfly, but missed twice before seeing it land on some plants nearby. As he slowly came closer and closer, Littlefoot came up with an idea. "I know! I'll call you Chomper."

Suddenly, the baby T-Rex, as if proving that the name Chomper was a fitting name, chomped on the dragonfly, alarming Littlefoot. Littlefoot gulped hesitantly as he watched the newborn chew on the insect. "I think…you're hungry, aren't you?"

Chomper looked innocenly at the sauropod as he finished the rest of the dragonfly. "Sheesh, I…I know what Sharpteeth is like…but…well…perhaps I can teach you to eat green food like me," said Littlefoot before nuzzling with Chomper, "after all, I'm your dad now."

"Here," said Littlefoot as he took a nearby overhead branch with leaves and pulled it off, "these leaves are really tasty. Try something out."

Chomper looked at the small branch before kneeling down and chomping it up with his mouth. He chewed on the leaves for a few seconds as Littlefoot looked on, before feeling uncomfortable and spitting out the leaves. He gagged from the taste of them as Littlefoot sighed. "It'll be more difficult than I thought," said Littlefoot before turning to Chomper, "Chomper, are you staying here, alright?"

Chomper nodded yes. "You won't go anywhere," asked Littlefoot as he grinned at the baby.

Chomper nodded no. "Good, I'll be right back, after I get some advice on my grandparents," said Littlefoot before walking off, before muttering to himself, "if Cera ever finds out, she'll hurt me."

As the sauropod left to get advice, two butterflies appeared nearby, flying in the air and just above Chomper. Seeing the two butterflies, Chomper's biting instinct appeared again and he tried chomping on one of them. He missed the butterfly before seeing it land on a leaf nearby. Chomper lunged at the butterfly again, but the butterfly dodged the attack, causing Chomper to inadvertently bite the leaf. Spitting out the leaf and gagging again by the taste, he turned back to the flying butterflies and chased after them, biting numerous times in an effort to catch one of them.

At the edge of a lake, submerged underwater and feasting on underwater vegetation, Grandma and Grandpa Longneck were silently enjoying their food. Above water, Littlefoot appeared, seeing the two of them in the midst of their breakfast. The sauropod looked at the two elderly Apatosauruses before Littlefoot called out to them. "Um…Grandma…Grandpa?"

Hearing their grandson, the two grandparents surfaced their heads above water and saw the two friends. "Can I speak to you," asked Littlefoot.

"Sure, Littlefoot," replied Grandpa, "what is this?"

"Well…um…I want to know about the kids," said Littlefoot.

The two elders became puzzled upon hearing Littlefoot say this. They looked at each other before turning back to Littlefoot. "Littlefoot, you're too young to know about children," said Grandma.

"Well, it's…um…it's just that I'm curious," said Littlefoot.

"Alright," said Grandma understandingly, "what would you like to know?"

"How children have enough to eat," asked Littlefoot.

"The adults find food for them, of course," replied Grandma.

"And if they don't eat, if you give it to them," responded Littlefoot, recalling how he tried to get Chomper to eat the leaves.

"You wouldn't always eat if we gave you," said Grandpa, recalling a memory of his own.

"Wouldn't I do it?"

"That's right, but if you've been hungry enough, you've always eaten," said Grandpa.

"I did it?"

"Uh-huh."

"All children eat if they're hungry, Littlefoot," said Grandma, "now, anything else you'd like to know."

"Um, uh…no, alright," said Littlefoot before turning back to the forest, "thanks. Farewell."

Littlefoot ran into the forest while the grandparents watched. While they were surprised to see their grandson ask about babies, they couldn't help, but feel amused by the fact that he wanted to grow up. "Children," commented Grandpa, "they want to grow up so fast."

"Yes," added Grandma, "and once they do, they want to be young again."

The two grandparents chuckled before nuzzling with each other, reminiscing about old times if they were around Littlefoot's age, learning new facts and eager to grow up as well.

Meanwhile, back where the egg hatched, all was silent, with only the chirping of birds and insects going around. Near the stump where the egg hatched, Cera, Ducky, Petrie and Spike, having calmed down from the initial panic from seeing a Sharptooth hatch from the egg, slowly approached the scene. Here, they didn't see the Sharptooth, but they didn't see Littlefoot either. All they saw was the broken eggshell. "I don't see Littlefoot anywhere," said Cera.

Petrie flew over to the stump where the egg hatched and felt the worst. "Perhaps Sharptooth ate them," he said.

Everyone gathered near the stump as Ducky sniffled, fearing the worst had come to Littlefoot as well. "Poor Littlefoot," she lamented, "poor little tyke."

"OK, THAT'S IT," a loud voice suddenly shouts nearby.

Alarmed, everyone looked up and to their complete shock, they saw Ozzy standing nearby, frowning at them with furious eyes. Strut stood behind his brother's side and had a similarly furious look on his face. "If it's not the plant pastors who ruined our dinner," said Ozzy.

"They are the egg thieves," exclaimed Ducky.

"What have we done," asked Petrie as he shuddered in fright.

Suddenly overwhelmed with fear, and seeing that the two were about to attack them, they started to panic before Cera cried out in grief, "RUN!!"

Ozzy jumped right in front of them before they swiftly turned around and ran as fast as they could. "WHERE'S MY EGG, YOU SMALL LITTLE PUPPIES," demanded a frustrated Ozzy as he and Strut chased the group away from the site.

As soon as the two adversarial groups left the area, Littlefoot appeared, not far behind. Littlefoot looked around the site and didn't see Chomper anywhere. The sauropod became concerned upon discovering this. Now a newly born Sharptooth was wandering the Great Valley, and if he wasn't careful, he could get hurt or have a frightened run in with one of the grown-ups. After looking around the area, he ran down a path, hoping to find Chomper and soon. "CHOMPER," called Littlefoot.

"CHOMPER," added Littlefoot, "CHOMPER!!"

"I warned him to stay calm, because he ran away," responded Littlefoot as he looked around before spotting something up ahead that made him gasp in complete horror, "CHOMPER!!"

Littlefoot looked for himself and gasped. He had found Chomper, trying to catch one of the butterflies, but it was where he was standing that had the sauropod in sheer concern. He was standing on one of the rocks just above the Sinking Sand, the exact place where Littlefoot and the others almost drowned yesterday and got in danger for trying to cross without executive supervision. Chomper, focused on the butterfly, was oblivious to the danger he was in. "Chomper, come back here," called Littlefoot, "it's dangerous!"

Chomper, yet trying to catch the butterfly, did not pay attention. This concerned Littlefoot even more, but he wasn't the only one observing Chomper's reckless activity. Littlefoot, more focused on Chomper, called out to him again. "Chomper, please," he said, "I don't want to lose you."

Eventually, Chomper stopped his pursuit of the butterfly and turned to where Littlefoot was. Upon seeing what he thought were his momma and papa, he grinned before jumping from rock to rock. Chomper effortlessly made it back to dry ground and embraced with Littlefoot. Littlefoot sighed with immense relief, happy that Chomper was alright. "That's better," said Littlefoot as Chomper hugged his leg.

Chomper cooed, happy to be back with Littlefoot, before Littlefoot turned firm. "You shouldn't concern me like that."

Chomper chirped at Littlefoot, who, upon seeing the little guy's innocent face, swiftly lost his stern face and grinned again. "Oh…oh, well," he said.

Suddenly, before Littlefoot could warn his friend anything, everyone heard some loud, panicked shrieks from nearby. These shrieks sounded familiar, and upon listening carefully, Littlefoot could warn it was everyone else. "It's my friends," he exclaimed before seeing what was going on.

Cera, Ducky, Petrie and Spike were being cornered at the edge of a high cliff by Ozzy and Strut. The two brothers, mostly Ozzy, menaced the trapped group as they cried for help. "Chomper, stay silent and don't move," ordered Littlefoot before rushing to save the others, before swiftly turning back to Chomper and firmly conclude, "AND I MEAN IT!!"

Chomper chirped in response, a bit intimidating, but nonetheless complying. With that settled, Littlefoot swiftly turned back to his friends and ran to his assistance. "HANG ON, GUYS!! WE'RE COMING," called out Littlefoot.

Chomper watched the sauropod run off and didn't know what to make of the entire situation at all.

On the cliff edge, with his enemies cornered with nowhere to run, Ozzy eventually cut to the chase. "Now, what have you done to my egg," he demanded.

"YOUR egg? We didn't do anything about it," replied Cera, "it hatched."

Upon hearing this, Ozzy grew with frustration. All that effort to steal the egg was all for naught. "IT HATCHED," he yelled upset, "BEFORE I COULD EAT IT, MY EGG HATCHED?!"

Ozzy's fury frightened everyone, including Strut, who was at the very least, calmer about the news. "Calm down, Ozzy," he said, trying to calm his brother down, "it was only an egg."

Ozzy, in no mood for Strut's attempts to change his mind now, turned to him and unleashed his fury. "IT WAS ONLY AN EGG!! IT WAS OUR DINNER," he yelled upset before whacking him with his tail.

"I'm warning you, you little ass-suckers," threatened Ozzy as he approached the group while Strut watched from the sidelines, hesitant at Ozzy as well and feeling bad for the children, "stay out of my road, OR I'LL…"

"LEAVE MY FRIENDS ALONE," someone shouts from nearby.

"What," asked Ozzy and Strut.

To the brothers' shock, but everyone else's amazement, it was Littlefoot, bravely facing the two thieves. Upon seeing his friends, Cera and the others grinned with glee, now knowing that their friend was yet around and alright. "Littlefoot," exclaimed Cera.

"We are saved," added Ducky.

"Exactly what I can't stand," said Ozzy frustratedly as he advanced towards the sauropod, "an overbearing weed murderer."

Suddenly intimidated by Ozzy's size and fury, Littlefoot tried backing up, but Littlefoot tripped on a rock. Now off his feet and unable to stand his ground now, the sauropod watched as the menacing Ozzy towered over him, ready to attack while laughing evilly. But before any major damage could be done, a giant shadow loomed over everyone. Ozzy, now confused, looked up and to his horror, he saw something terrifying. Littlefoot also looked and was spooked as well. It was the shadow of a Sharptooth snapping its jaws and baring its sharp teeth. Cera and her group became frightened upon seeing the shadow as well. "SHARPTOOTH," they cried.

"SHARPTOOTH," cried Ozzy and Strut, terrified to see the one fact they feared the most in the valley, before making a run for it.

Running back to the cliff, they jumped over Cera's group, as well as the cliff. The pair plummeted down the cliff, their shrieks yet going strong, before they started smashing into the rocks and walls below them. Littlefoot joined up with the others as he watched the pair tumble and fall before disappearing from view. The shadowy figure snapped its jaws again, catching their attention again. Cornered with no road out and frightened out of their wits, everyone came down and braced for what was sure to be a deadly attack. But the shadow stopped snapping its jaws and instead slowly approached the group, with no intention of hurting them. As the figure came closer, the shadow became smaller, until eventually, Chomper appeared before the group, confused about why they were now frightened of him. He cooed silently as Littlefoot looked and saw Chomper before him. Seeing that it was Chomper who frightened off the thieves, he grew with happiness and relief. "Chomper? Oh, Chomper, you saved us," he said happily as Chomper hugged his neck.

As for everyone else, they were confused. "Chomper? What's a Chomper," asked Cera.

"It is his foolish name," replied Ducky before giggling.

"See, you guys? Chomper's a cute Sharptooth," added Littlefoot, "he would never hurt us."

Curious of Littlefoot's gang of friends, Chomper approached them as they greeted their savior. Chomper cooed at Cera, who had her fair share of praise to give toward the little guy. "Thanks, Chomper," she said.

"You are so kind, Chomper," added Ducky.

"I like you, Chomper," added Petrie.

"Chomper, this is your aunt Cera," said Littlefoot as he introduced his friends, who grinned at the Sharptooth, "your uncles Spike and Petrie and your aunt Ducky."

"Hi, Chomper," said Ducky as she approached him, "I think you're very nice."

She gave Chomper a big hug as Chomper, seeing that Littlefoot's friends were just as friendly as Littlefoot was, grinned.

Littlefoot: As an egg, you were a beauty

But now, you're a real cutie

And we brought you to our valley somehow

Cera: Though you look like you

We think you like us as well

Because we're a family and you're one of us now

All: 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 LIKE US AS WELL,

BECAUSE WE'RE A FAMILY AND YOU'RE ONE OF US NOW!!

As the group sang, Chomper gave Cera a warm embrace before everyone circled around Chomper, welcoming him into their group.

Petrie: Me no see why we can't be

The best friends by-and-by

You teach me to be afraid

And I teach you to flyyyyy!

I teach you to fly

Petrie's singing about willing to be scary spooked Chomper, causing him to hug Ducky for comfort. Ducky, not agreeing with Petrie either, thought of something else. "What?"

Ducky: How about the water, it is fun to get wet

I can take your baby for a swim, swim, swim

Littlefoot swiftly came in Ducky's road, not letting her inadvertently put Chomper in a situation where he would feel uncomfortable.

Littlefoot: Take it easy, take it slow

You're emotional, don't forget, he's just a baby

You don't want to frighten him

Baby, you don't want to frighten him

All: BECAUSE 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, YOU THINK YOU'LL LIKE US AS WELL,

BECAUSE WE'RE A FAMILY AND YOU'RE ONE OF US NOW!!!

Cera took her turn to get to know Chomper.

Cera: You can hang around with me

Even though you're not a three-horn

Guiding Chomper to the nearby cliff, she pushed a large rock off the cliff with her head, showing off her strength.

Cera: See me be real strong

There was another rock on the cliff, this one much smaller than the one Cera pushed it off. He tried to push it off with his head, not getting it to budge, but Cera happily helped him out.

Cera: Little Chomper,

Aren't you happy you were born?

Cera pushed the rock off the cliff with her tail. The two watched the rock fall off the cliff as well. Cera guided Chomper back to the others as they concluded their song.

Cera: In our gang, come along

Littlefoot: Come along

All: BECAUSE 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, YOU THINK YOU'LL LIKE US AS WELL,

BECAUSE WE'RE A FAMILY AND YOU'RE ONE OF US NOW!!!

However, as the song came to its closing, and as the group happily ran in a circle, Chomper ran behind Cera, and his hunting instinct took over once again. He lunged for the tail, barely missing it, before the group stopped, allowing him to eventually chomp on Cera's tail. "AAHHHH, HE BIT ME," she shrieked, "CHOMPER BIT ME!!"

"Well, he didn't mean that," said Littlefoot.

"You call THIS not meaning that," asked Cera as she showed everyone Chomper, latching onto Cera's tail with his jaws.

Everyone gasped upon seeing Chomper biting Cera's tail. While Spike hid his face with his feet, and while Ducky and Petrie stood speechless, Littlefoot frowned at Chomper with fury. "Chomper," scolded Littlefoot.

Seeing how his action led to Littlefoot getting mad at him, Chomper felt guilty and let go of Cera's tail. He mournfully approached the firm sauropod as he stared at him. Chomper chirped at him, unsure at what he did, but Littlefoot's firm face faded upon seeing the innocent baby's face. He couldn't find it in his heart to stay mad at little Chomper, but Cera, furious at what Chomper did, made no secret in frustration. "A Sharptooth can never be one of us," she said, "NEVER!!"

"Don't say that," replied Littlefoot, shocked at Cera's harsh words.

"You know it's true," argued Cera, "he has to go."

"NO," shouts Littlefoot, defending Chomper, "HE STAYS!!"

Cera furiously shoved Littlefoot aside, refusing to let him allow Chomper to stay. "HE GOES," shouts Cera.

But Littlefoot did not back down. He shoved Cera back, leading the two into a heated argument. "HE STAYS!!"

"HE GOES!!"

"TO SCHOOL!!"

"HE GOES!!"

"SCHOOL!!"

"GOES!!"

Everyone else watched the two argue over what to do with Chomper, all while Chomper watched the two with confusion. "Chomper, you didn't mean to bite Cera, did you? What? What," asked Ducky, hoping that Chomper's bite on Cera wasn't intentional.

"What," chirped Chomper, confused as well.

"I don't think he knows," said Ducky.

Back with Littlefoot and Cera, Cera shoved Littlefoot one last time, shivering hard before asserting herself. "We CAN'T keep him and THAT'S FINAL," she complained before walking off.

"But Cera, he's just a child," said Littlefoot as tears swelled up in his eyes, having bad memories from the last time he and Cera had a fight like this, "he needs us."

"Huh, he needs me too many," said Petrie as he held Chomper close, unaware that Chomper was sniffing him with something in mind.

"No, Chomper, you can't eat Petrie. No," scolded Ducky, stopping Chomper from biting her friend.

"What," chirped Chomper, yet confused.

Suddenly realizing what she had done, Ducky felt terrible herself. "I said 'no,' just like my parents," she said before backing up towards Spike and Petrie, "oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear."

"Don't you see, Chomper," asked Littlefoot, "you can't be a Sharptooth. Sharpteeth aren't allowed in this valley."

All of these words caused Chomper to feel very hurtful. His bite on Cera's tail gave him all this firm speak, not just from Littlefoot's friends, but also Littlefoot himself. Tears ran down poor Chomper's face as he backed off from everyone, feeling frustrated, but suddenly despaired before he turned around and walked off, feeling unwelcome in this group. Chomper's departure instantly turned Littlefoot concerned. "WAIT, CHOMPER, DON'T GO," begged Littlefoot.

Ducky, Petrie and Spike felt horrible as well for Chomper, but before Littlefoot could chase after the baby, Ducky spoke up. "Littlefoot, um, perhaps before you bring Chomper back, you should think about it," she said, trying to explain it as gently as possible, "Chomper is...different from us. He is."

Ducky, Petrie and Spike looked at each other. "I don't care if he's different," complained Littlefoot, unhappy with Ducky's words, "we should at least follow him to make sure he doesn't get hurt."

Far up ahead, Chomper, with his feeling yet badly hurt from what just happened with Littlefoot and the others, kept walking off, confused about what he was supposed to be in life, and if it was a good idea to become friends with Littlefoot or any of the others to begin with. Lost in this saddening train of thought, but not caring where he was going, he proceeded onwards, where a smoky volcano let out some smoke, seemingly about to blow at any moment.

But the biggest and most dangerous consequence of this entire incident was on its road. Near the pathway to the Mysterious Beyond, where the rock wall once stood tall, a loud rumbling sound got louder and louder as something huge approached the opening to the Great Valley. It was a creature that everyone in the valley had hoped would never enter the valley and cause chaos; a Sharptooth. In this case, it was a Tyrannosaurus Rex with an okra dark green-colored skin texture, a slightly brighter underbelly, and red, frustrated eyes. He stomped through the passage and let out a loud, anguished shriek, as another Tyrannosaurus Rex, this one an olive green-colored one with a slightly brighter underbelly and as equally red eyes as her companion, joined him and roared as well. The two predators saw the huge valley ahead of them, stomped their road towards it, indicating to the valley's oblivious locals that a huge disaster was about to strike.

Meanwhile, back in the valley, on the cliff edge where they jumped off, Ozzy and Strut, covered in vines and other foliage, moaned and groaned as they attempted to get back up there. Ozzy was the first to make it up there. "Next time, we'll see before we jump," he said.

"You think the Sharptooth's done with these children, Ozzy," asked a tired Strut as Ozzy pulled him up to the cliff.

"I hope so," replied Ozzy before the two headed out, "now let's get an egg…and eat."

The two brothers headed off from the cliff in search of another egg to steal, their pathway leading to the active volcano several miles away.

Closer to the smoking volcano, Littlefoot had begun his search for Chomper. Wandering through a forest with Cera, Ducky, Petrie and Spike, who decided to join them in their search, they searched high and low for the missing Sharptooth. "CHOMPER," called Littlefoot.

"Where are you," asked Cera.

"Chomper," called Petrie.

This search for Chomper was tiring out Cera, Ducky, Petrie and Spike. "I am tired," said Ducky as she lay on Spike's tail, "so am I. I am."

"We can't stop, Ducky," replied Littlefoot, "not until we find Chomper."

"Perhaps we'll stop, Chomper will find us," said Petrie as he rode on Spike's head.

"Well, I really don't care if we find him or not," said Cera stubbornly.

This harsh comment led to Littlefoot frowning at the Triceratops furiously, infuriated by her lack of concern for Chomper's well being. "Nobody makes you come, Cera," said Littlefoot as he marched ahead, not putting up with any of Cera's attitude despair.

Cera scoffed at the sauropod. As for Spike, Petrie and Ducky, they were yet tired from the walk. Spike munched on some plants, satisfying his hunger, but Ducky and Petrie heard some noises in their stomachs, indicating that hunger was becoming a problem for the two. "My stomach sounds hungry," said Ducky.

"My stomach chatters as well," added Petrie, "it says 'feed me.'"

The group carried onward as Littlefoot led the road down their path. Having not found Chomper yet, and feeling hungry just like the others, and remaining also stuck up to even care about the Sharptooth, Cera said, "I'm hungry as well. Let's go home!"

"CERA, DUCKY, PETRIE, SPIKE, COME FAST," Littlefoot suddenly called out from ahead, "it's Chomper. He's on the smoky mountain."

Everyone looked and was shocked. They were at the base of the huge volcano that looked like it was going to erupt at any moment. Smoke blew out from the volcano's top as tiny bits of ash gently rained down from above. But this wasn't the only fact that had the group concerned. They spotted Chomper pursuing a dragonfly on the side of the volcano, oblivious to the danger that was likely to rise with the erupting volcano. Snapping his jaws rapidly, he pursued the bug as the others watched down below. "He could fall into the gargling pit," added Ducky, "he could."

"COME BACK, CHOMPER," called Littlefoot, "IT'S TOO DANGEROUS!!"

Meanwhile, on a mountain cliff, not too far from the active volcano, Ozzy and Strut appeared and spotted a nest full of eggs, sitting near the edge of the cliff. Ozzy licked his lips as he gazed upon the nest, completely unguarded and right for the taking. "Ah, lunch is served," he said.

With no trace of any parents nearby, Ozzy silently ran to the nest, with Strut close behind him. They stood above the nest, looking at the fresh clutch of eggs. Ready to have their feast, they reached for an egg or two, but suddenly, a loud cry caught them off guard. "CHOMPER! COME BACK!!"

"What," both brothers asked before incidentally bumping into each other and almost sending each other over the edge.

Luckily for the two, they were able to latch onto the edge of the cliff with their claws, but they had damage trying to get back up. As they attempted to get back onto the cliff, they started hearing more loud cries from below. "WE'RE COMING, CHOMPER," called Littlefoot.

"DON'T MOVE, CHOMPER," cried Ducky.

"It's these children again, Ozzy," shivered Strut hesitantly.

"WE'RE COMING, CHOMPER," called Cera.

"DON'T WORRY, CHOMPER," added Littlefoot.

"If they shriek louder, they'll give us away," complained Ozzy, fearing that the children's shrieks for Chomper would blow their cover.

Suddenly, a loud screech sounded off far up in the heavens. Alarmed, Ozzy and Strut turned upwards and to their absolute horror, they saw a brown Pteranodon flying overhead. No doubt being one of the parents of the nest they tried to raid, they watched as the flying pterosaur gazed the ground below him before spotting the two Struthiomimus near his nest. He screeched frustratedly at the two thieves, not happy one bit to see them intrude on his nest. Ozzy and Strut, now compromised and caught, shrieked in terror before frantically getting themselves back onto the cliff and fleeing. The furious father flew after them as he screeched in fury. The two brothers, unwilling to get run down and attacked, fled as fast as they could, frantically blubbering out words until eventually, they both came in, just before the Pteranodon could attack them. With the thieves dealt with, the pterosaur resumed flying in the heavens, keeping an eye out for further damage on his territory. Inside the cave, Ozzy and Strut, now out of harm's road, slowly looked outside, with their eyes glowing in the darkness, but relief was the last fact in Ozzy's mind. Once again because of Littlefoot and his friends, they lost their lunch and this ignited some intense rage inside him. "These children have ruined our lunch…for the last...time," he growled, now knowing what he and Strut had to do next.

Back at the volcano, the mountain kept brewing with intensity as smoke continued to rise in the sky. An eruption was about to go underway, but while this was going on, Chomper kept pursuing the dragonfly he was chasing. Too persistent to give up, and remaining oblivious to the imminent eruption that was about to happen, he kept chasing after the insect as Littlefoot and the others appeared a distance away. Traveling through the molten wasteland, trying to endure the growing heat, they carried ahead through the dangerous volcanic area. "CHOMPER," called Littlefoot.

"CHOMPER," added Ducky.

"WHERE ARE YOU," asked Littlefoot as they stopped near one of the volcanic pools.

Suddenly, a loud explosion went off above them, causing them all to swiftly look upwards. "Look," exclaimed Ducky.

At the top of the volcano, smoke and ash came bursting out in a much more intense rate as pressure from inside the volcano started to build dangerous level. Seeing what was about to happen, and unwilling to stick around to see it, Littlefoot started to slowly back up with everyone else. "I…I think we're better looking for Chomper someplace safer," he said.

But before they could make a dash to get away, they spotted something else that horrified them to huge extent. Standing before them, eyes frowning at them menacingly and ready to strike back after everything that had happened, Ozzy and Strut cornered the group towards the volcanic pool. "Leaving so soon," asked Ozzy as he and Strut approached them, "but you haven't had your baths."

"I don't need to swim," said Petrie hesitantly, "I'll just take one yesterday."

"You smelly old egg crooks better watch it," said Cera, refusing to go hunting or do her job, "because it just so happens, WE are friends with a very medium sharpness."

"SHARPTEETH HAS NO FRIENDS," shouts Ozzy.

"THEY DO AS WELL," replied Littlefoot in defense.

Not far away, Chomper, who was yet pursuing the dragonfly, heard the argument going ahead and recognized the voices, both from his friends, but also from the brothers. Concerned for his friends, he rushed off to find them, fearing that they might be in danger. As for the two adversarial groups, they kept facing each other, with Ozzy refusing to believe that they were friends with a Sharptooth, much less let them go. "If your Sharptooth's a friend, PROVE IT," he demanded.

"But Ozzy, we saw the Sharptooth shadow," said Strut, "that's good enough for me."

But Cera took a stand before she could retaliate. "Boy, are you stupid," said Cera, all smug, "this creepy shadow wasn't a big Sharptooth. It was only a baby."

"CERA," scolded Littlefoot.

"I-I mean…whoops…"

Suddenly, another big explosion from the volcano went off. Fire and ash rained down from the everlasting smoke as the volcano was ready to blow. Trapped between the volcanic pool and the persistent Struthiomimus, they were in serious danger. "The time is ready, young children," said Ozzy as he and Strut were ready for the finishing blow.

No sooner did the two were ready to attack though but suddenly, the ground started to shake violently. The pressure from inside the volcano grew too intense that it started to crack apart. Balls of fire came raining down from above, some of which landing dangerously close to the two groups. Shrieking and panicking, Ozzy and Strut bumped into each other and tumbled backwards, just before a fireball could land on them and burn them to a crisp. But this fireball was also closing in, burning Littlefoot and his friends. Eventually having seen enough, and seeing a chance to escape with the brothers gone, everyone ran for their lives. "CHOMPER!! CHOMPER, WHERE ARE YOU," asked Littlefoot frantically.

"C'MON, DARLING," added Ducky.

"HURRY UP," added Cera.

But as it seemed the volcano couldn't bring anything more deadly, a piece of the volcano exploded from up top, and this caused a trail of hot, boiling lava to flow down the slope, straight towards the group. Everyone, seeing the river of lava coming straight towards them, panicked and fled as fast as they could, rushing past the smoky vents and trying to get away from the site. The lava slowly followed them as the dead trees and plants in its path burst into flames as the lava made contact with them. The flames sunk into the lava as the group kept fleeing for their lives. As they ran though, Ducky incidentally tumbled off of Spike's tail and rolled off from the group. As she pulled herself together, she looked and saw the horrifying sight of lava approaching her. "AAHHHH!!!!"

The lava was burning everything in its path, from rocks to plants, everything it touched and Ducky was just inches from burning up as well. "AAHHHH," she shrieked in fright.

The lava kept flowing after the duckbill, burning everything in its path. By now, the group was far from the volcanic area, and now the lava river was a much bigger distance than before, but that didn't mean they were home free yet. They came across a deep ravine, too wide to jump across, and with only a dead tree standing near the edge. "C'mon," said Littlefoot as he led the group towards the pathway, "this way."

But just before they could run down the path, Ozzy and Strut appeared once again. The children shrieked in terror upon seeing the thieves again. "I've had it with you little sleepers," growled an irritated Ozzy.

Strut chuckled sinisterly, ready to attack them as well, but before the two could even step forward, Strut suddenly felt a horrible pain in his tail. Shrieking frighteningly, he and Ozzy turned around and to their shock, they saw Chomper biting into Strut's tail. Upon seeing Littlefoot and the others though, he grinned and let go. "Chomper," exclaimed Littlefoot.

Everyone cheered as Chomper ran to them and gave Littlefoot a big hug. "Chomper, you're back," cheered Petrie.

"Oh, Chomper," added Ducky, relieved that Chomper was alright as well.

"Chomper," added Littlefoot, beyond relieved that Chomper was alright, "I'm so glad you came back."

"THAT'S IT," exclaimed a frustrated Ozzy as he and Strut closed in on the group, "no more bossing around!"

The two brothers came closer and closer to the trapped group, their claws at the ready and baring sinister grins, ready to attack. But as Littlefoot gazed at the lava, he spotted the dead tree just a few feet away, in between him and the lava. This suddenly triggered a memory in Littlefoot's head. This was a memory involving a conversation he had with his grandfather.

"'Oh, I hate being small.'"

"'Don't worry. You will grow up sure enough.'"

Understanding at last what his grandfather meant by that, Littlefoot frowned at the tree and with all his strength and determination to save his friends, rushed to the tree and pushed it down. This caused the front of the tree to reach the other side of the ravine, forming a bridge for him and his friends to get across. "RUN!! OVER THE TREE," exclaimed Littlefoot to the others.

Chomper was the first to follow him. Cera, with Petrie on her frill, followed suit. Hesitant of the lava, but also of the big height, she slowly proceeded across, trying her best not to look down. A portion of the lava spilled down the cliff edge, but even with that, it was best for everyone to come across to the other side of the ravine as soon as possible. As Cera made her road though, the tree's roots started to shake, throwing Cera off guard and almost falling off the tree. She shrieked in terror as she caught hold of the tree. "AAHHHH!!!!"

Shivering from almost falling off, Cera grinned before she joined Petrie in rushing to Littlefoot and Chomper. Littlefoot turned back to where they came and saw that only half of them were yet on the side with the lava. "DUCKY, SPIKE, C'MON," called Littlefoot.

Now Ducky and Spike were the only ones left of the group to walk across. Ducky was hesitant of crossing the bridge though. "Spike…I am scared," she said.

Spike, unwilling to leave his hesitant sister behind, put her on his back and crossed the bridge, allowing Ducky to ride the road across and not concern about falling off. Ducky rode on his back as he slowly crossed the tree, coming closer to safety. "You can do it, Spike," cheered Littlefoot.

"Hurry up," added Cera.

To everyone's relief, the two made it safe. Now they were all out of harm's road, but Ozzy and Strut, also unwilling to stay behind and get roasted by the lava, attempted crossing the tree as well. Strut was ready to get himself on the tree, but Ozzy pushed him aside. "I'm first! I'm always first," he shouts.

Ozzy frantically rushed to the other side of the ravine, but just as it seemed he was going to make it, he heard something and turned around. To his shock and fright, the lava eventually made contact with tree, catching it on fire and weakening it by the second. The flames started approaching the spooked Ozzy and he resumed rushing to the other side, but it was far no use. The flames caused the tree to break in half, sending the Struthiomimus plummeting to the ravine below. He shrieked frighteningly as everyone on the safe side watched in shock. "OZZY, WAIT FOR ME," cried Strut.

Strut made a risky jump into the ravine, shrieking frighteningly as he plummeted. The pair's shrieks faded as they disappeared underneath the smoke steaming up from the lava. Everyone on the safe side watched in shock as the two vanished, content that they were no longer going to attack them, but at the same time surprised that this happened to them. "If this was a game, I'd never want to play it again," said Cera as she stared down at the ravine with the others.

But just as it seemed that they were eventually out of harm's road and they could go back to someplace safe, a pair of loud roars suddenly sounded off above them, alarming them into noticing where they came from. To their complete and utter horror, they saw two enormous Tyrannosaurus Rex standing above them; one olive green and the other okra dark green, both with red, frustrated eyes and rows of sharp teeth. They frowned at the terrified group with hungry intentions. "Looks like we yet have it," commented a frantic Petrie.

"RUN," shrieked Littlefoot before everyone turned tail and fled for their lives.

Shrieking frighteningly for their lives, everyone fled the scene just as the Sharpteeth swiftly knelt down to chomp them up, only to chomp on the grass and dirt on the ground. Spitting out the clumps of dirt, rocks and grass, the two predators frowned furiously at their prey. The friends frantically ran for their lives down their side of the ravine, but the predators fiercely chased after them, straight towards the valley, where everyone in this would be in for a horrifying spectacle upon seeing their worst fear running savage in the valley.

Meanwhile, deep in one of the valley forests, Grandma and Grandpa Longneck were feasting on foliage from a nearby tree, enjoying their meal, but suddenly, they also heard some familiar roars that spooked them both. It didn't take long for them to recognize the roars and become shocked. "Sharpteeth? In the valley," asked Grandma, alarmed to have heard these horrible sounds.

Taking action, Grandpa said to his wife, "we must warn the others."

Together, the two Apatosaurus headed out to warn their fellow grown-ups of the incoming threat, all while the Sharpteeths' roars continued to echo across the forests.

What the two grown-ups didn't know though, was that the Sharpteeth were already deep in the valley, already causing chaos by chasing after Littlefoot and the others. Shivering frantically, but not stopping for anything, they all kept fleeing for their lives, not daring to turn back and knowing that the predators were close behind. As he ran with the others though, Cera attempted to find a place to hide for shelter. She came on a tiny stump area, surrounded by rocks and fallen trees and hid her face, bracing for danger. Littlefoot, however, rushed back to her and attempted to get her to keep running as the thunderous footsteps of the predators approached the pair. Cera peeked and shrieked frighteningly upon seeing them nearby. "AAHHHH!!!!"

The olive green Sharptooth stomped on the stump, barely missing the two friends and snapped her jaws at them. The predator frustratedly resumed her chase of the two, joining the darker Sharptooth as they approached a forest. Everyone shrieked in fright as the monsters kept pursuing them, stomping and destroying everything in their path. The friends rushed through the forest, in hopes of dodging the predators by running past the trees where their pursuers wouldn't follow through, but they were proven wrong as the Sharpteeth angrily flung through, not stopping at anything to catch their prey. The olive green Sharptooth lashed downward and almost caught Littlefoot with her jaws. Everyone yelled again as they ran for dear life out of the forest. The Sharpteeth, in their rage, violently smashed through some of the trees as they charged onward, relentlessly continuing their pursuit. Luckily, Littlefoot and the others managed to find themselves a tree and some bushes to hide behind a rock, causing the Sharpteeth to lose their trail. The two predators carried ahead through the forest, continuing their hunt for the group. But while everyone shivered and tried to catch their breath, Littlefoot realized that with Sharpteeth in the valley, no one was safe. "Oh," gasped Petrie, "it's dangerous out there."

"I thought Sharpteeth couldn't get into the valley," responded Cera.

"How did they come in," shivered Ducky as she leaned on Cera.

Suddenly, a revelation sparked inside of Littlefoot's mind upon remembering last night's fight against Ozzy and Strut. "I think it's our fault," he said with guilt.

"What do you mean," asked Cera as everyone looked at Littlefoot, "what have we done?"

"We created a rock slide that made a hole in the Great Wall," replied Littlefoot.

The Sharpteeth getting into the valley really was their fault. "Oh…yes," said Cera, realizing everything.

Suddenly, another loud roar came from nearby, but it wasn't from the Sharpteeth. However, Littlefoot recognized this roar and saw something shocking nearby. "GRANDPA," he exclaimed.

A mile or so away from the group, Grandpa Longneck was locked in a deadly fight against the olive green Sharptooth. The two dinosaurs faced each other at a lake as everyone saw what was going on and gasped. Upon seeing his grandfather trying to defend himself, Littlefoot knew that something had to be done to stop the monster from murdering his grandfather. "I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING," he exclaimed before rushing to the fight.

"Littlefoot, he's an adult," replied Cera, "he can handle that old Sharptooth."

"NO," replied Littlefoot as he kept running to the fight, unwilling to stand by, "HE NEEDS ME!!"

No sooner did Littlefoot start running towards the fight though, did Chomper start running after him out of concern. Cera gasped upon seeing this. "CHOMPER, STAY HERE," cried Cera.

But her cry for Chomper was ignored. He ran after Littlefoot as the two adult dinosaurs duked it out on the lake. Roaring frustratedly and proceeding towards the sauropod, the olive green Sharptooth was ready to strike. But Grandpa was not going down without a fight. Facing his attacker, he swiped out his tail towards the predator, stunning her and making her shake her head around. The Sharptooth shook it off, however and was ready to attack, but Grandpa swiftly swung his tail again, this time scoring a much more powerful hit on the monster and knocking her off his feet. With the predator down, but not yet out, Grandpa sidestepped off, trying to keep as much distance between him and his adversary. The Sharptooth, enraged over what the sauropod did, came to her feet and roared at him, fueled with rage. But before Grandpa could fight off the predator any further, the Sharptooth lunged forward, delivering a powerful headbutt attack that knocked him off his feet. Now standing above the knocked down Apatosaur, the Sharptooth roared frustratedly, ready to deliver the fatal blow, but suddenly, the pack charged at Indominus, but they were intercepted by the Raptor Rustlers, who charged to defend their mistress. The Raptor Rustlers piled on Ramsey, releasing Indominus, allowing her to get away. But as the Raptor Rustlers piled on Ramsey, Blue and Cera appeared, charging into the battle and ramming every Raptor Rustler in their path. Ramsey tore into several Raptor Rustlers until she got pinned down by another one, but a stick hit the Raptor Rustler. It was Etta. With a shriek, she swooped down into the fight. As Raptor Rustlers moved in to attack, Etta jumped into the air and delivered a kung fu performance. She kicked and smacked every Raptor Rustler that approached her.

Shaking off the attack and enraged over Ms. Flyer's interference, the monster lunged at her, missing her with her jaws before chasing after her. The mother flyer flew as fast as she could, allowing Grandpa to come to his feet and regroup with the other adults. Littlefoot, yet rushing into the battlefield to help his grandfather, suddenly spotted the Sharptooth coming towards him, but yet having her attention on Ms. Flyer. She lunged at her several times before spotting Littlefoot below him. Bubbha, Lurleane and Earl, yet in the battle, chased Blue into a cave. This was where Guido was being held prisoner.

Skidding to a halt, Littlefoot turned and ran back the road he came. Smashing some smaller trees with her powerful feet and yet focused on the mother flyer, the Sharptooth roared again. This roar was so loud that it echoed across the Great Valley. Littlefoot, not daring to stop and turn back, ran near a tree with some vines stretched around the ground. Some of these vines stretched to another tree a few feet away. Having an idea, Littlefoot caught one of the vines with his mouth, while on the other end, Chomper caught the end of the same vine. "CHOMPER," cried Littlefoot before spotting the Sharptooth coming towards them.

Yet focused on the mother flyer, the Sharptooth remained oblivious to what Littlefoot and Chomper were about to do. "GET READY TO PULL," said Littlefoot.

Chomper nodded yes, ready to help. "NOW," shouts Littlefoot as the two sides pull against the vine with all their might, and in the nick of time as well.

While Ms. Flyer flew off, the former of whom briefly noticing the monster about to trip, the Sharptooth started tripping forwards. Littlefoot and Chomper held on as tight as they could. Fortunately, their efforts worked and the Sharptooth ended up falling to the ground, shaking it on impact and getting some breath knocked out. With the Sharptooth down, Littlefoot and Chomper seized their chance to flee, but the monster was not pleased. Fueled by vengeance, the T-Rex came to her feet and relentlessly pursued the pair. Running through the forest, with the predator close behind, they spotted Cera up ahead, standing in front of a small cave. "LITTLEFOOT, IN HERE," she said before rushing into the cave, "HIDE!!"

The pair joined Cera in the cave, but even with that said, the Sharptooth knelt down and tried catching them with her deadly jaws. Everyone shrieked as they ran as deep as they could into the cave, only then realizing that they were now trapped. The predator relentlessly attempted to catch them but suddenly, a coconut landed on her head. Enraged and annoyed, the monster turned around, only for another coconut to hit her head again. From a nearby coconut tree, Ducky and Petrie, stood amongst the branches. Ducky and Petrie laughed at the predator's misfortune while frowning at the predator, throwing coconuts as if to get her away from their friends. "Well done, Ducky," said Petrie as he gave a coconut to Ducky.

"Thank you, Petrie," replied Ducky before tossing another coconut at the T-Rex, "take that, you mean old Sharptooth."

Enraged once again, the Sharptooth left the cave alone, but to the shock of everyone in the coconut tree, she charged straight towards them. Realizing that the big mistake they made, Ducky and Petrie shrieked as the Sharptooth jumped up and down, unwilling to make a meal out of them. "HANG ON, BOYS," exclaimed Cera as she charged the monster.

Charging forward with all her force, she launched herself forward, smashing head-on into the Sharptooth's foot, but this sent her rolling backwards due to the sheer size and weight of the much larger dinosaur. Enraged yet again, the predator turned around and saw Cera, disoriented and dizzy. Upon seeing the predator though, her lips dripping with saliva, Cera gasped in horror before coming to her feet and making a mad dash to get away, just before the predator's jaws could crush her. The T-Rex relentlessly pursued her through another forest as she ran to a small cliffy area. Cera, however, had a plan. "SPIKE," she cried as the Sharptooth came closer and closer, "NOW, SPIKE! NOW!!"

Up on a cliff, a few meters above the action, Spike saw the Sharptooth about to attack Cera and started pushing a single large boulder on his level, trying to push it into the predator. Even with his combined strength though, the rock was barely budging an inch. By now, the Sharptooh had chased Cera just below him, but just before she could snatch her up, Spike gave one more powerful shove and the rock eventually slipped off. The rock landed right on the Sharptooth's head, disorienting her and making her dizzy. Attempting to keep her balance, the monster leaned forward and landed on her belly, the ground shaking upon impact. The rock split in two as the beast growled in pain. Cera scoffed at the defeated T-Rex before regrouping with Spike. "We did it, Spike," exclaimed Cera as she and Spike walked off with pride, "we crushed that stupid old Sharptooth."

But their joy and celebrating was short-lived. Suddenly bursting through the trees, the darker Sharptooth appeared, roaring frustratedly at the pair for what they did to her companion. "AAHHHH," shrieked Cera, terrified, "ANOTHER ONE!!"

The one who did not burst into a run was Spike. Petrified at the sight of such a huge and dangerous meat-eating dinosaur, he froze in fear while Spike silently wheezed. The Sharptooth slowly approached the Stegosaur as Cera reached the cave, meeting up with Littlefoot and Chomper, only to discover that Spike wasn't moving. He gasped in terror as Petrie cried out in grief, "SPIKE!!"

"DON'T JUST STAND THERE, SPIKE!! RUN," pleaded Ducky.

Despite the frantic cries of his friends warning him to run, the Stegosaur did not move. Shuddering in fright and too petrified to even move a muscle, he stared at the menacing monster while Spike wheezed, terrified out of his wits. Seeing his prey not making any attempts to run, the T-Rex lowered down, ready for the attack. After seeing her aunt smack Butch, Ramsey appeared before her aunt, enraged. But Ducky, unwilling to let the monster murder her brother, jumped out of the tree. "DUCKY," cried Petrie.

Ignoring her friend, Ducky jumped from tree to tree before eventually landing on the Sharptooth's head. Although vastly outsized and in a dangerous situation, Ducky rapidly kicked the predator's snout. "YOU'LL LEAVE MY LITTLE BROTHER ALONE," she demanded.

The predator roared, annoyed with the duckbill's actions, but this was enough to snap Spike out of his frozen state and flee to the cave. As the Stegosaur ran to get away, Ducky banged her fists on the Sharptooth's snout, refusing to quit, but the Sharptooth, annoyed and frustrated, reeled his head backwards, roaring frustratedly once again. This almost sent Ducky flying, but she was able to catch hold of the monster's nostrils, though her grip wasn't very strong and she was dangerously close to falling off the snout and into the mouth. With a loud battle yell, Cera charged at the Raptor Rustlers like a powerful battering ram, breaking Guido's cage in the process. Earl watched from outside, and after seeing the three fighters beat up the Raptor Rustlers, he turned around and ran off, with Bubbha and Lurleane close behind. Blue, Cera and Guido appeared from the cave, victorious.

Meanwhile, in another section of the valley, not too far away from the chaos, Rexy rendezvoused with Grandma and Grandpa Longneck, Mr. Threehorn and Ms. Swimmer. They patrolled the area, getting a good look at whatever damage the unwanted intruders had wrought. Suddenly, they heard a loud shriek coming from nearby, and they were able to identify whom it was. "That was one of our little ones," said Grandma as everyone reacted with horror.

"DUCKY," cried Ms. Swimmer, knowing that her daughter was in danger.

"THIS WAY!! RUN," exclaimed Grandpa as he charged forward towards the chaos.

Everyone rushed to the scene as fast as they could. But they had to move fast, for the Sharptooth was shaking his head around, determined to knock the duckbill off his snout. "HEEEELP," shrieked Ducky.

Eventually catching both nostrils, Ducky managed to secure herself on the snout, but to her bigger fright, the olive green Sharptooth appeared, having recovered from getting knocked out and frowning at the panicking Ducky. "AAHHHH," shrieked Ducky as the two predators frowned at her.

Knowing that he had to do something, Petrie came off the tree and flew to his friend. "WE'RE COMING, DUCKY," he cried.

The olive green Sharptooth approached the petrified Ducky, about to make a move, as Ducky suddenly started kicking his snout with her feet. Temporarily moving backwards to shake off Ducky's attempt to frighten him off, the predator lunged forward with her jaws opened wide, ready to finish her off. "HEEELLLPPP," shrieked Ducky, fearing that it was all over.

Luckily for her, Petrie swiflty appeared and caught Ducky with her feet, carrying her off from the two predators. Unable to stop himself, the olive green Sharptooth slashed her jaws on the other's snout, giving him some big scratches. Petrie tried to stay aloft, but with carrying Ducky, it was not an easy task. The two ended up plummeting to the ground. Petrie smashed into a tree as he and Ducky started falling. Back with the Sharpteeth, they were now arguing with each other, with the dark one enraged that his partner bit him on the snout, while the olive green one grew frustrated over missing her target. The dark Sharptooth lunged forward, almost biting his companion, before getting a fierce snarl in response. However, the two eventually stopped arguing and turned to Ducky and Petrie, who were yet exhausted and hurt from the fall. Gasping at the immense size of the monsters and too late to even mount a defensive stance or run, she shuddered in fright as the massive predators were ready to attack her two friends. Petrie, barely able to usher out a wheeze out of his beak, tried getting Ducky to move, but while Ducky was able to move a bit. Too consumed with fright, the two predators were ready to murder her, but suddenly....

"GET AWAY FROM OUR CHILDREN," demanded Ms. Swimmer as she suddenly appeared alongside Mr. Threehorn, Grandma and Grandpa Longneck, separating the monsters from the children.

Mr. Threehorn roared defiantly at the predators, as he stood alongside Ms. Swimmer and Grandpa. "RUN, PETRIE," cried Ducky as she and Petrie ran behind Mr. Threehorn to safety.

Swiftly swinging his tail, Grandpa rammed it into the olive green Sharptooth, stunning her, while the other one faced Mr. Threehorn. The frustrated Triceratops charged forward and rammed straight into the dark Sharptooth, knocking him off his feet and onto his back. As for the olive green Sharptooth, she was swiftly knocked down by Grandma and Grandpa Longneck's tail. The two sauropods frowned at the predator before she eyed the two of them again. Despite this, the Sharpteeth were not going down like that. Coming to his feet, the dark Sharptooth roared frustratedly at Mr. Threehorn before attempting to bite him in the face. Mr. Threehorn swiftly backed up, dodging the attack, before waving his horns at the predator in an attempt to frighten him off. The defiant Sharptooth stood his ground, refusing to back off, but with all his attention focused on the Triceratops. For the olive green Sharptooth, she fearlessly stood her ground against Grandma and Grandpa Longneck and vice versa. Grandma reared up on her hind legs and attempted to come down hard on the predator. The Sharptooth dodged the attack, but the ground shook with Grandma's weight coming down. But before the T-Rex could attack Grandma, but suddenly, another dinosaur showed up and hit his spiked tail into the face of the monster. It was a Stegosaurus, having been warned about the danger by Ms. Flyer and having come to help in the fight. This allowed the two Apatosaurs to swing their tails at the T-Rex, with Grandpa hitting him in the face and Grandma hitting her in the back, forcing him to smash down onto her belly. As the battle raged on, Littlefoot and the others, all back near the entrance of the cave, watched the action and were impressed. "Look how the adults go," said Littlefoot.

"Get him, Dad," cheered Cera.

Eventually, the two Sharpteeth realized that the odds were not stacking well for them in this fight. The olive green Sharptooth roared frustratedly at Mr. Threehorn as he advanced toward the predator with Grandpa. Forced to back off, the predator did so as the darker Sharptooth was being forced back as well by Grandma. They stood side-by-side, facing their attackers, not backing down one bit. The two Sharpteeth frustratedly roared at their opponents before realizing that they couldn't defeat them at this rate. They turned around and fled into the forest. Their defense was a huge success, the adults celebrated.

"HURRAY! IT DID IT!!"

"WE BEAT THEM!!!"

"HURRAY!!!!"

With the Sharpteeth gone, Littlefoot and the others came running out, cheering happily. They rushed to their folks with joy, happy to see them alright and vice versa, but one of them stopped upon seeing the adults. Chomper, seeing what the adults did to the two Sharpteeth, and knowing that he himself was a Sharptooth as well, he grew very hesitant. If he were to show his face to any of them, he might be treated like a threat as well, and if Littlefoot or any of the others tried to defend him, they would likely get in danger for bringing a Sharptooth into the valley. Unwilling either of these to happen, and remembering the argument where he ended up being treated differently by his friends, he turned around and fled into the undergrowth.

Back with the adults, after having calmed down from driving off the Sharpteeth, they started discussing how this entire fact happened to begin with. "These Sharpteeth will no longer dare to show their faces again," said Mr. Threehorn aggressively.

"But how did they come into the valley at all," asked Grandma.

"Who knows," replied Grandma.

"It's never happened before," added Ms. Swimmer.

Soon the adults turned to Littlefoot and the others. "It's a mystery," said the Stegosaur.

Everyone turned back to Littlefoot and their respective groups. Feeling guilty over how the Sharpteeth getting into the valley, they stayed silent as the adults looked at them. "Children, did you know how the Sharpteeth came in," asked Grandma.

Ducky, knowing that they needed a response, slowly nodded yes, but her fellow dinosaur friends frowned at her. Seeing what she just did, she tried to cover it up, but this wasn't going to do them much justice. "Not really," said Ducky as she and the others tried keeping straight faces, "oh, dear, oh, dear."

"Littlefoot," asked Grandma.

"I…um…uh…"

Mr. Threehorn approached the group and stared down at them with a stern look. "Cera," he asked, demanding a response from his daughter.

Suddenly turning hesitant upon seeing her father's firm frown, Cera gulped in concern. "Well…um…you see…"

Cera, feeling bad for her, but knowing that the adults were expecting a response one road or another, she sighed before opening her mouth to explain everything, only to stop as she blurted out everything, at last owning up to her mistake. "After we chased these egg-seekers in the Mysterious Beyond."

"Mysterious Beyond," asked Mr. Threehorn as he looked at Grandma, completely stunned by what he was hearing.

"Eggnappers," asked Grandma, also completely shocked.

"Some stones fell and that made a big hole in…" Cera attempted to explain further.

But Cera didn't need to explain anything else, for now the adults knew the main reason why the Sharpteeth came in. "Then the Sharpteeth came through," said Grandpa.

"We have to close the opening immediately," said Grandma as Mr. Threehorn joined her without hesitation.

Together, the adults began their march to where the wall once stood. Although they at last confessed what just happened, Littlefoot and his retrospective groups felt awful. "I want to help," said Littlefoot, offering to atone for his mistake.

"No, Littlefoot, it's too dangerous," said Grandpa as he faced his grandson, "you and the other little ones should stay here."

With that said, Littlefoot sighed before lowering his head, agreeing to stay behind. Grandpa looked upon the disgraceful sauropod and despite his despair, knew that there was no time to speak with him further. "Now, how can we close the wall," asked Grandpa as he joined up with the other adults.

"Any ideas," asked Ms. Swimmer.

"We have to do it right away," said Mr. Threehorn.

As the adults left the area, Littlefoot and his perspective groups remained where he was warned to stay. While Cera, refusing to back down, said to the others, "well, I'm not staying here. I'm going to help with the adults, believe it or not."

"And furthermore, you have to be understood," Lucy said to the threehorn before suddenly yelling, "THE JUDGES MUST BE ABLE TO UNDERSTAND YOU! YOUR DICTION MUST BE PERFECT!! THE HONOR OF YOUR SCHOOL, YOUR NEIGHBORHOOD RESTS ON YOUR SHOULDERS!!! NOT TO MENTION THE ECONOMIC FUTURE OF YOUR MANAGER!!!!"

Lucy sighed as she tried to calm down. Littlefoot looked at her, feeling hopeless to try and cheer her up, before he and the other dinosaurs frowned furiously at Cera for making her shout. Cera looked at her friends and felt a little bad, but before she could even say anything, Littlefoot suddenly noticed something: Chomper was missing. "Where's Chomper," he asked, "has anyone seen him?"

Everyone else realized that Chomper was gone as well. "Chomper," asked Cera.

"Where were you going, Chomper," asked Ducky as she looked around.

Looking from a bird's eye view, Petrie scanned the area around him, but couldn't find Chomper either. "I don't see him anywhere."

"I have to find him," said Littlefoot as he rushed into the forest to find the baby T-Rex, "he's all alone out there."

"But Littlefoot, your grandfather said to stay here," called Cera.

But her effort to call his friend back was ignored. She watched as the Apatosaurus disappeared into the forest in his frantic search for Chomper. "Oh, he will be in biiiiig danger," said Ducky, fearing the worst for the sauropod.

Deep in one of the valley forests, the two Sharpteeth, defeated and sore from their fight against the adults, slowly strolled through the forests. Despite being beaten by the locals, meaning little chances for food now, the two predators did not make their road back to the opening in the Great Wall for reasons unknown. They did not seem to be searching for food in this valley either, where what was the reason for them overstaying their welcome? As the two giants prowled ahead through, Chomper appeared not far away, silently walking underneath the trees and bushes, unsure at where to go, and growing more and more hesitant by the moment, especially with the loud footsteps that the adults were making nearby. Luckily for Chomper, just as it seemed that he was going to have a panic attack, Littlefoot appeared above him. "Chomper," he said, relieved, "is it nice to find you?"

Happy to see Littlefoot again, he licked him affectionately on the face. Littlefoot chuckled before turning to Chomper and playfully saying, "I warned you, don't bite."

Suddenly, the happy reunion shattered as everyone heard a familiar roar coming from nearby. They looked and to their shock, it was the two Sharpteeth again, and they were not happy one bit. The two giants roared frustratedly as Littlefoot and Chomper ran for their lives. "RUN," exclaimed Littlefoot.

The dark Sharptooth brought down as he and his partner pursued the pair. Running as fast as they could, but with the two deadly predators right behind them, they fled through the forest in a desperate effort to get away. "Faster, Chomper," said Littlefoot as he urged Chomper to keep running.

The pair ran onto a large log that was connecting from one side of a small wide canyon to the other. They ran down the huge tree, hoping to reach safety to the other side of the canyon, but as they reached the middle of the tree, the bark underneath Littlefoot suddenly collapsed and broke apart, sending Littlefoot down into the tree. Chomper, hearing the tree break apart, turned back and saw Littlefoot stuck in the tree. His foot was caught in the tree, and Littlefoot couldn't pull it free. But Littlefoot, not letting his friend get hurt because he stayed behind for him, frantically urged him to go without him. "Please go ahead, Chomper! Save yourself."

Suddenly, the two Sharpteeth appeared, roaring frustratedly and facing the pair. Terrified to be facing the two frustrated predators again, but refusing to leave Littlefoot behind, Chomper did not run. Chomper cooed at the two giant predators, as if he was trying to communicate with them, only for the two giants to roar frustratedly in response. Chomper, unsure at what to say, before eventually letting out a loud anguished shriek. Suddenly, as if they were taken aback by Chomper's attempt to roar at them, the two Sharpteeth halted their attack and became confused. They snorted at the baby, unsure of what to think, before the olive green one slowly approached him. Littlefoot noticed this and became just as frantic. "NO!! DON'T," he cried.

But the olive green Sharptooth, ignoring Littlefoot, licked Chomper on the face instead of biting him. Chomper, surprised by the unexpected affection, but seeing that these creatures, the same species as he was, were accepting him for what he was without ostracizing him, instantly took a look at the giant. He jumped onto the beast's snout as she slowly backed off to meet up with the darker Sharptooth, much to Littlefoot's confusion. Upon seeing the baby on her partner's snout, the darker Sharptooth started nuzzling with her, with the baby on top. Chomper, taking a liking to the other Sharptooth as well, nuzzled with him as the two giants purred silently, no longer feeling the urge to act vicious and deadly. Littlefoot, taken aback by what he was seeing, suddenly felt his concern and fear go away. Seeing Chomper happy with these two predators made them both realize that this was something special about these three together, something that they never thought would even be possible. "I think they're...they're his mum and dad," said Littlefoot.

No longer paying attention to Littlefoot, the two giant Sharpteeth, the olive green one the mother and the okra dark green one the father, walked further into the forest, towards the opening in the Great Wall, with Chomper riding on the mother. The giants purred as they carried their newly found baby, leaving a yet amazed Johanna to help Littlefoot out of the log. She carefully chipped some small pieces of the log off, allowing Littlefoot to eventually break his leg out and free himself. He jumped back onto the log and turned back to where the Sharpteeth took Chomper. Amazed that he came out of this jam unscathed, but knowing where the Sharpteeth were going and likely not going to have the chance to say a farewell to Chomper, Littlefoot felt mournful. He sighed upon reaching the end and jumping off it, ready to go back to the others, but just as it seemed he was home free at last, two figures suddenly appeared before the alarmed sauropod. To his shock but total horror, it was Ozzy and Strut, having somehow survived their fall in the volcanic area and back with a vengeance. "We spent with you, boy," growled Ozzy, "we're completely driving you off."

Seizing his chance, Littlefoot ran in a desperate effort to get away, but Ozzy and Strut, not going down like that and fiercely determined to have their revenge, chased after the sauropod. Running through the trees, hoping to get to safety soon, Littlefoot kept running and running, until suddenly, the two thieves caught up to him and pounced on him. "AAH," shrieked Littlefoot, "LET ME…"

The brothers, Ozzy and Strut holding Littlefoot, silenced him by covering his mouth with his clawed hands and restraining him to the ground, preventing him from trying to run. With him immobilized and at his mercy, Strut said to his brother, "hey, Oz, can you throw him out of the Great Wall? Well, please?"

Surprised by Strut's sudden diabolical idea, but nonetheless impressed, Ozzy replied with an evil smile, "why…yes."

Meanwhile, the two Sharpteeth made their road back to the Mysterious Beyond through the open passage. Ramsey came out of the massive battle and scanned the area, looking for her aunt. She found her sneaking off. Ramsey angrily flung after her as she ran higher above the burning Great Wall. She came to the top of the Great Wall, trapped. Suddenly, a frantic shriek for help caught Chomper's attention. This yell was coming from the nearby cliff and he sounded strikingly familiar to the two. Chomper, also hearing the cries for help, recognized him as Littlefoot, and started climbing up a nearby wall leading to the cliff edge, snarling viciously while doing so. The two parents looked on as Chomper climbed the wall as well, recognized that if it must've been Littlefoot about to be thrown, meaning that he was in severe danger. On the cliff edge, Strut held Littlefoot over the edge by the tail, ready to drop him at any moment. "Let me go, or otherwise I'm very sorry," said Littlefoot.

"Yes, I'm sorry we didn't do this sooner," replied an unmerciful Ozzy, "farewell, leaf-eater."

Suddenly, everyone heard a fierce snarl from nearby, alarming Strut into backing off from the cliff, taking Littlefoot with him. "It's…it's…" he drummed hesitantly as a shadow approached them.

But Ozzy was not fooled by this time. "Oh, c'mon, do you want to fall a little more in that shadow," asked an annoyed Ozzy as he caught Littlefoot's tail with one of his hands, "look!"

Strut looked for himself and saw Chomper standing there, trying to act intimidating to save his friends. "Chomper," exclaimed Littlefoot before seeing Strut advance towards him, "RUN!!"

Chomper snarled again, but Strut caught him by the neck and pulled him close. "Got you now!"

Now Chomper was in serious danger as well. Strut walked up to Ozzy, with Chomper attempting to get himself free. Ozzy gloated to the now defenseless baby as Strut strangled him. "You like eggs much," he asked.

A loud roar from below suddenly caught everyone's attention. "What the…" exclaimed Ozzy as he turned below him.

To their total surprise and shock, they spotted Chomper's parents charging after them, having seen them threaten Chomper and becoming fueled with rage. Shrieking frighteningly, the two terrified brothers released their captives and ran as soon as the mother jumped up and chomped on the rocky edge near the thieves, trying to catch them. The father also jumped after them and chomped a piece of the cliff in his attempt to catch the thieves, they growled in frustration before shouting out an enraged "RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY!!"

These yells were so loud that it echoed across the Great Wall. Chomper, also recovering from the scary event, before turning back to his parents and then Littlefoot. Littlefoot, relieved to be out of harm's road as well, looked and saw Chomper alive and well. "C'mon, Chomper," replied Littlefoot before coming to his feet and saying to Chomper, "now let's go."

Together, the two friends headed down the path leading to the opening in the wall. As they did so, they heard the loud roars of the parents before catching one last view of them chasing after the terrified Ozzy and Strut. The two thieves shrieked for their lives as the two parents angrily flung them off from the valley. But the Raptor Rustlers ignored Indominus Rex's pleas and devoured her alive together, as they were engulfed in the flames of fire, sealing Indominus Rex's fate once and for all. His shrieks echoed across the canyon before swiftly being silenced and replaced by the sounds of vicious growls and snarls from the parents, hearing the frustrated egg thieves shout their runaway getaway. Beyond, the thieves were chased out of the valley, Littlefoot and Chomper were alright as well. He and Chomper walked up the pathway before hearing a familiar voice. "HURRY UP," someone exclaimed from behind them.

Alarmed, everyone turned around and saw the adults gathering around the base of the mountain, ready to go up and close the gap. "The opening," said Grandpa, leading the herd as they got ready to close up the gap, "we have to close it."

"C'mon, Chomper," said Littlefoot, "we need to catch up with your Mum and Dad."

Chomper, however, was unsure and became hesitant again. If he were to go to the Mysterious Beyond, he might never see his friends again and if he stayed, while he would be with his friends that he could likely get shunned by the adults and given the wrong impression. Unfortunately, everyone knew that there was no time to waste. "They'll close up the opening, Chomper. We must go now," said Littlefoot as he picked up Chomper and carried him to the top of the hill.

Chomper sneezed in concern as Littlefoot put Chomper back on the ground and gently nudged him to the other side of the hill, letting him go to the Mysterious Beyond. Chomper did not go though, for he didn't let Littlefoot leave, the two whom he considered family. He chirped at the sauropod, unwilling to leave. As mournful as this was for Chomper though, it was just as painful as Littlefoot, since he grew to love Chomper just as much he loved, and he didn't want to say a farewell either, but he knew in his heart that sending Chomper back to the Mysterious Beyond was the only choice he had. "I can't take care of you anymore, Chomper," said Littlefoot, "I'm…I'm just a boy."

After holding Chomper in his hug one final time, he let go of him and allowed him to nuzzle with Littlefoot one last time. "I know…I'll miss you as well, but perhaps we'll see each other again," said Littlefoot, before Chomper eventually started walking down into the Mysterious Beyond, "go ahead now. Hurry now."

Littlefoot watched Chomper walk down to the Mysterious Beyond, with a few tears falling from Littlefoot's face. Cera, Ducky, Petrie and Spike walked up to him and watched as Chomper walked off. All of them were going to miss Chomper dearly, and like Littlefoot, they agreed that he would always be one of them, despite all the doubts they originally had in the past.

"Farewell, Chomper," said Cera.

"Farewell, Chomper," added Petrie.

"Farewell, Chomper," added Ducky.

Eventually, everyone made their road to a higher platform, just above the open border between the Great Valley and the Mysterious Beyond. A large pile of huge boulders and rocks stood near the edge, waiting to be pushed off. By now, many of the adults, including Mr. Threehorn and Ms. Swimmer, gathered in preparation of pushing them off, but first, they listened carefully to Littlefoot as he explained to his grandfather what just happened. "Littlefoot, did you really see the Sharptooth leave," asked Grandpa gently.

"Yes, Grandpa," replied Littlefoot before getting on his grandfather's head, "they've returned to the Mysterious Beyond."

Grandpa raised his neck upwards, allowing Littlefoot to slide onto his back. "Littlefoot, you didn't follow me," he said.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa," replied Littlefoot, "that's it, I wanted to get facts right again."

"I know, Littlefoot," said Grandpa, understanding his grandson's action, while Littlefoot jumped onto a small cliff with a tiny dead tree and a small rock, "I also know that one day my Grandma and I will understand why we concern about you."

"I think I already understand, Grandpa," said Littlefoot.

"Good. That means you're near the flock," said Grandpa, proud of his grandson.

As for Littlefoot, he pushed down the tiny tree on his platform and with all his strength, showing his grandfather that he was now able to do it and allowing Grandpa to push the small rock at the end of the tree. With Littlefoot now having all his weight on the tree, ready to launch the rock, Grandpa turned to the others. "Alright, everyone," he announced, "get ready."

On cue, everyone near the rocks started pushing the rocks with all their might, moaning from the heavy weight from this pile. Helped out by the much stronger adults, the herd members pushed and shoved as best they could, and together with their combined strength, they were able to make the rocks budge and slowly come closer to the cliff edge. "PUSH," exclaimed Grandpa, "PUSH!!"

After a brief fight of pushing, the huge pile of rocks at last fell over the cliff edge and collapsed onto the opening in the wall. The ground shook as the heavy rocks smashed down. As the dust cleared, everyone saw that the wall made was decent, but not quite all the road complete. Grandpa turned to his grandson, who was yet holding down his tree and nodded his head. Knowing that as his cue, Littlefoot let go of the tree, causing it to launch the rock towards the other side of the canyon like a catapult. The rock collided with several more rocks on the wall, causing them to become loose and shake. "THERE THEY GO," exclaimed Mr. Threehorn as everyone watched.

Eventually, the rocks on the wall broke off and came smashing down to the ground below. The ground shook once again as they collapsed to the ground, and as the dust cleared, everyone saw that they further helped plug up the gap, this time, all the road. The path was now officially closed up, and with that said, everyone burst into cheers. "HURRAY, IT WORKED," cheered Ms. Swimmer.

"HAHA, WE DID IT," added Mr. Threehorn.

"It's closed," added Grandma.

Littlefoot looked out at the Mysterious Beyond, getting a good view of the swampy area with dinosaur bones, before turning back to the others. "There," he said, "now the Sharpteeth will never return."

Turning back to the Mysterious Beyond one last time, he felt a lot pride over how this adventure now came to an end. It was not an easy conflict, and it did have its ups and downs, but in the end, everything worked out. Now Chomper was back with his real family, the opening in the wall was now closed off.

It was another day in the Great Valley. Since the Great Wall was plugged up for good, everything had returned to normal for Littlefoot, Cera, Ducky, Petrie and Spike in the valley. It was silent, peaceful and plenty to enjoy on this day. Running past two butterflies, Littlefoot and the gang ran together, having a fun time, while Ducky, running behind the group, had a leaf covering her face. The gang stopped near some small rocks and laughed, enjoying each other's company and the day, before hearing one of the parents call out. "Ducky! Spike," called Ms. Swimmer, "dinner!"

Ducky and Spike, recognizing it as their mother, ran off to meet up with her. "It's time to go home," giggled Ducky, "yes, yes, yes!"

"Petrie," called Ms. Flyer, who flew above the group.

"We're coming, Mama," said Petrie as he flew up and down alongside his mother, ready to go home.

"Farewell, Petrie," said Littlefoot and Cera.

Now Littlefoot and Cera were the only two left, and they laughed together before hearing Mr. Threehorn. "Cera," he called.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Littlefoot," said Cera before running off to meet up with her father.

"Littlefoot," said Grandpa from nearby.

Littlefoot ran toward his grandparents, who were standing near a tree and happy to see their grandson enjoying himself. "Are you hungry," asked Grandma.

Littlefoot nodded yes before confessing something else. After the big adventure he had, he felt something should be addressed to his grandparents. "Grandma, Grandpa, I changed my mind about something."

"What's that, Littlefoot," asked Grandma as he and Grandpa knelt down to listen.

"Well, I decided I really liked being a child," replied Littlefoot.

"What," asked the two grandparents, intrigued.

"But I yet can't wait to grow up," concluded Littlefoot.

Together, the grandparents nuzzled with Littlefoot, sharing a happy laugh together. For this loving family, they were happy to be together, and for Littlefoot, it was an entire new beginning of knowing that while growing up wouldn't be easy, it would yet something for him to look forward in the future.

Executive Producers SHERYL STAMPS LEACH DENNIS DESHAZER

Supervising Producer JIM ROWLEY

Senior Producer JEFF GITTLE

Director STEVEN FELDMAN

Writer PERRI VERDINO-GATES

Consulting Producers LINDA HOUSTON BEN VAUGHN

Educational Specialists MARY ANN DUDKO, Ph.D. MARGIE LARSEN, M.Ed.

Performance Director PENNY WILSON

Production Designer BOB LAVALLEE

Music Director JOE PHILLIPS SOUNDELUX, FLORIDA

Cast: Barney's Voice • BOB WEST Barney's Costume • DAVID JOYNER B.J.'s Voice • PATTY WIRTZ B.J.'s Costume • JEFF BROOKS

Cast: Keesha • MERA BAKER Stephen • CHASE GALLATIN Kim • ERICA RHODES Jeff • AUSTIN BALL Miss Etta Kette • BRICE ARMSTRONG Scooter McNutty • BRICE ARMSTRONG

Production Manager CHARLOTTE SPIVEY

Associate Director TERRIE DAVIS

Writing Coordinator PERRI VERDINO-GATES

Art Director ELIZABETH SAGAN VELTEN

Wardrobe Supervisor/Designer LISA ODETTE ALBERTSON

Lighting Designer KEN CRAIG

Lighting Director MURRAY CAMPBELL

Stage Manager JENA ATCHISON

Post Production Supervisor DAVID BAERTSCH

Technical Operations Supervisor RANDY BREEDLOVE

Writers VICKIE STERLING MCKEE SMITH

Audio Director DAVID BOOTHE

Production Audio RON BALENTINE

Make-Up Design JEANIE L. D'IORIO

Manager of Music Services JILL HANCE

Manager of Talent Services JULIE HUTCHINGS

Script Supervisor CATHERINE REYNOLDS

Original Barney, Baby Bop and B.J. costumes by IRENE COREY DESIGN ASSOCIATES

"I Love You" lyrics by LEE BERNSTEIN (BMI) Melody Traditional © Shimbarah Music (BMI)

Produced by The Lyons Group and Connecticut Public Television

For Connecticut Public Television Executive in Charge LARRY RIFKIN

Barney and the Backyard Gang™ and Barney & Friends® were originally developed by SHERYL LEACH, KATHY PARKER and DENNIS DESHAZER.

Executive in Charge RICHARD C. LEACH

Copyright © 1994 Lyons Partnership, L.P. All rights reserved. The names and characters Barney and B.J. "Barney and Friends" and the Barney and children logo are Reg. U.S. Pat. & Tm. Off. The name and character Baby Bop are trademarks of Lyons Partnership, L.P.