Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I don't own the Land Before Time characters. Only my OC's

A/N: This is a different version of the fourth movie.

Many months have passed since the leaves regrew on the trees after the fire. Everything is all back to normal. There is a meeting being held at the Rock Circle; it is about what the residents are going to do about the migrating longneck herd. As usual, Topsy voiced his objections since he was only used to being around a few longnecks.

"Huh! Those longnecks can't just barge in here and take our green food," Topsy snarled.

Grandma Longneck looked down at the threehorn.

"It's not that simple to chase them away, Topsy; they are my cousins after all," Grandma replied.

"Yes; even though the Old One only likes longnecks; in fact, she's more of a speciesist than you ever were," Grandpa added.

"I already have enough hassles dealing with Kosh hogging the sweet bubbles without the Old One and her herd taking them too," Topsy complained.

Grandma chuckled. She knew that her friend really loves sweet bubbles.

"Speaking of which; I'd better go gather some before Kosh takes all the good ones," Topsy stated.

As soon as Topsy began to walk away, he began to lose his footing. The residents were worried about the threehorn and hoped he would be okay. Grandma called out to him.

"Are you okay, dear?" Grandma asked.

Topsy turned to look at the elderly female longneck and shrugged.

"Don't worry; I just feel a bit tired," Topsy said.

Then, he continued to walk over to where all the sweet bubbles grow. Moments later, he collapsed. The rest of the combined herd surrounded the fallen threehorn and shook their heads. They were told that the only thing that could cure Topsy of this illness is the Night Flower.

Meanwhile, Littlefoot and the gang came by the Rock Circle and saw the herd gathering around and talking. Cera ran up; some of the herd moved aside and let her through.

"What's wrong with my dad? Please tell me he's gonna be okay! He's gotta be! I can't lose him," Cera said, in a panic.

Grandma Longneck lowered her head to the distraught threehorn.

"Take it easy, dear; your dad will be fine," Grandma told her.

"Cera," Topsy said, barely above a whisper.

"Dad!" Cera exclaimed, rushing over to her sick dad.

They exchanged loving nuzzles.

"If something happens to me; your sister and Dante would take you in and raise you along with the twins; they told me that they would," Topsy said.

Cera nodded since she was crying too hard to speak. Topsy hated seeing Cera like this since she hardly ever cried. Grandpa Longneck was also worried for his friend. He felt his eyes tearing for the first time in years; but, he held them back. However, Grandma Longneck had tears streaming down her cheeks when she saw Topsy in a vulerable state. She nuzzled Grandpa's neck with her head. Grandpa leaned into the nuzzle and tried to comfort his wife.

After a while, Topsy was brought back to his nest. Cera slept alone since she didn't want to disturb anyone with her crying. In the middle of the night, cera woke up and looked over at her sick dad. She got up the courage to go find her friends. The first person she went to find was her best friend Littlefoot. The young longneck was sleeping alone as usual since he was bothered by his sisters Patty and Sonia's snoring and his brother Zeke's kicking in his sleep.

"Littlefoot. Wake up," Cera pleaded.

The longneck continued to snooze until Cera nudged his side with her nose horn. He eventually woke up and saw the distressed look on her face.

"Cera, it's the middle of the night," Littlefoot said.

The threehorn nodded. She explained that she can't let her dad die. Littlefoot understood and went with Cera to look for the others. They all gathered around Petrie's nest. The flyer woke up and noticed his five friends. Their new friend Ali had come to join them; despite her not liking Cera, Ducky, Petrie and Spike. She couldn't just let an innocent dinosaur die despite him not being a longneck.

"Ali! Me thought you no like us," Petrie replied.

The pink longneck shrugged.

"I know what it's like to not have a dad; I don't want Cera to lose her dad to this illness; that's how my dad died," Ali explained.

Cera smiled at Ali.

"What we waiting for? Let's go to the Land of Mists to find the Night Flower," Petrie said.

Soon enough, the six friends all agreed and left the Great Valley.

A/N: Kosh is better known as Mr. Clubtail