I DO NOT OWN THE SONG "YOU'RE THE ONE THAT I WANT". THE LYRICS WERE CHANGED UP A BIT TO FIT THE LBT UNIVERSE

The Land Before Time

Revenge III

Chapter 1

It had only been a week since Blacktail's attack, but still Littlefoot couldn't help but feel unsafe. Sure he had all his friends and family around to support him, but for some reason it didn't seem enough. The young longneck was in the process of starting his breakfast as the bright circle was already beginning to rise high into the sky. "Why do I feel so unsafe?" he asked himself. "Blacktail is dead and Cera is alive. What's wrong with me?" He continued to eat as he pondered this thought. The lush green food was a nice relief from the stress he had been fighting the past few days, unfortunately this was only a brief relief. Sadly Littlefoot became too unsure to even continue eating. "Come on Littlefoot," he muttered. "Snap out of it. Everything's fine now."

"Hey flathead." Littlefoot closed his eyes and smiled a little as he heard his famous nickname. He turned around and saw Cera looking kind of annoyed. "The others told me I'd find you here. Are you done taking your time to eat?"

"Hi Cera," Littlefoot responded almost sarcastically. "Nice to see you too." Then he frowned, and Cera realized something was up, so she became more sympathetic.

"They also told me that you haven't been yourself lately. What's wrong? Your belly hurt?"

"It's not that," Littlefoot shook his head. "It's just..." He hesitated at first because he had an idea of what Cera's reaction would be. "I just feel a bit lost." Cera rolled her eyes a bit, and Littlefoot smirked. "I figured you would do that."

"Come on Littlefoot," Cera protested. "It's over. It's been a week and nothing's happened. No flyers, no fast biters, no kidnappings, nothing."

"I know," Littlefoot replied. "I guess I'm still not over everything."

"You mean Rooter?" Cera asked. Littlefoot nodded. "Look, we are all sorry he had to die. I didn't know him as well as you did, and by the sounds of it the two of you were becoming closer."

"I didn't even know him for that long," Littlefoot commented. "I was mostly surprised to see him, but when he came back," Littlefoot hesitated again, "it just made everything seem right for me."

"Oh thanks," Cera joked. "Don't say that about me. I don't love you or anything.

"Well I am the only one who could love you," Littlefoot joked back, "so I figure you don't really need me to say that."

"Ha ha ha. Very funny." Cera nudged him and the two laughed. Littlefoot was starting to feel a bit better, but he still couldn't shake the semi gloomy mood away. Cera sighed heavily. Cera then thought of an idea and started to stare at him devilishly. "You know, I'm starting to doubt if I should love somebody as boring and 'woe is me' like you." Littlefoot looked at her, confused but yet still interested. Cera laughed and said, "Come on lighten up Littlefoot. Stop being so down all the time. Have some fun like we used to." Cera winked at him, and the longneck smiled. He approached her and began to sing,

"I got chills, they're multiplying, and I'm losing control! 'Cause the power you're supplying, makes me feel like I'm flying!" Cera shuffled back but gestured him towards her with her tail. She then began to sing,

"You better shape up, 'cause I need a man, and my heart is set on you! You better shape up; you better understand, to my heart I must be true!" Littlefoot answered back,

"Nothing left, nothing left for me to do!" Cera smiled and sang,

"You're the one that I want! You are the one I want, oo, oo, oo, honey! The one that I want! You are the one I want, oo, oo, oo flathead! The one that I want, you are the one I want, oo, oo, oo the one I need! Oh yes indeed!" Littlefoot couldn't help but laugh. Cera's trick was working a charm.

"You know there's not a threehorn around like you," he commented, and Cera grinned.

"Yep that's me. The one and only threehorn that loves you even if you can be a little dense." Littlefoot playfully glared.

"Somebody has to keep that pride in line right? Guess I'm the one for the job."

"You could never keep my pride in line," Cera joked. "I'm too stubborn for you."

"Well at least we can agree on that," Littlefoot added. Cera laughed.

"Now that's the Littlefoot I know and love, as well as love to make fun of." Littlefoot nodded and started singing,

"I better shape up, 'cause you need a man, who can make you feel good inside! I better shape up, 'if I'm gonna prove, that your faith is justified!" They both ran with each other and sang,

"Are you sure? Yes, I'm sure deep down inside! You're the one that I want! You are the one I want, oo, oo, oo, honey! The one that I want! You are the one I want, oo, oo, oo, honey! The one that I want! You are the one I want, oo, oo, oo, the one I need! Oh yes indeed!" They eventually stopped running but continued laughing. Unfortunately, their fun would be short lived.

"Cera!" a voice called out. Littlefoot looked in the direction of the voice, but Cera didn't turn around. She already knew who it was, but she didn't want to turn and look at him. When a much larger threehorn appeared behind her, she sighed.

"What dad?"

"Cera have you seen Tricia?" Threehorn asked. Cera didn't turn around, but she still answered.

"She's with Tria. They went to drop Ruby, Rhett, and Hyp at her mud pool spot a while ago. They'll be back in a bit."

"Oh," Threehorn responded, "of course they did. Thank you." Cera didn't reply this time, and Threehorn sighed. "Look, can we please talk?"

"No," Cera replied firmly. "Now go away!"

"But you haven't spoken to me in days!" Threehorn complained.

"There's a reason why!" Cera yelled back. Threehorn opened his mouth to speak again, but it was clear he wasn't going to win. Frustrated, he simply turned around and left. When he was completely gone, Cera sighed and looked at Littlefoot. "Sorry you had to hear that."

"You're still mad at him about what happened between him and my dad?" Littlefoot asked. Cera nodded.

"This is crazy. I don't think I've ever been mad at him this long."

"Why don't you talk to him about it?" Littlefoot suggested. "I mean, my dad was willing to forgive him, and so did Tria and the rest of the grown ups."

"Well everybody else is a little too forgiving," Cera commented. "You aren't upset at all that he tried to kill your dad?"

"Maybe at first I was," Littlefoot admitted, "but their fight was no different from when we first fought each other. Remember? We were beating the heck out of each other, but we eventually got over it." Cera sighed.

"Yeah, I guess so. Maybe later I'll talk to him." She smiled. "Thanks Littlefoot."

"I should really be thanking you," Littlefoot smiled back.

"Yeah, I guess you should be," Cera laughed. Littlefoot laughed as well and shook his head a bit. The two then nuzzled warmly for a couple seconds. Then they heard their names being called.

"Littlefoot! Cera! Hurry up out there!" The two broke off and smiled.

"That's Chomper," Cera stated. "Buzz kill." Littlefoot laughed.

"Thanks Cera. Let's go play." With that the two dinosaurs rushed off towards their friends.

TO BE CONTINUED

I know this chapter didn't have much "action" per say, but I really enjoyed writing this bit anyway. I was listening to Grease the other day and when I heard it I thought, "This would be such a fun song between Littlefoot and Cera". Now I don't know if the original song has any sexual references in it, because it is only in the movie and not any musical versions. For all I know I could be completely paranoid. Well either way, I edited the lyrics a tad bit, mostly to fit the universe. If you don't like what I did, or if it sounds kind of weird, then I will gladly change the lyrics back.

On another note, Cera is ticked! Wonder what will happen in order for her to forgive her dad. Hopefully this happy beginning is a change from the normally frantic openings I've done in the previous stories.

As always, enjoy and comment!