Episode 34 - Veal and Friends

Remind me to have Brekclub committed! ...On second thought, I should probably be committed too...

Scene: The Professor's Cave.

The Professor is working again on some contraption.

Professor: "And... that should do it, I hope."

The view changes, revealing the device the Professor has been working on is his time travel device. He closes a hatch he had open on the contraption, turns it over, and flips a small switch on it. The thing comes to life for a moment, before short circuiting, and falling over, motionless. The human bangs his fist into the table, grunting in frustration.

Professor: "Oh, blast it all!"

Male Rainbowface: "Having some trouble there, being?"

Professor: "Who let you in!?"

Male Rainbowface: "I live here now, remember? Don't tell me your forgetting things now, old friend!"

Professor: "Old Friend? So you accuse me of being an alien, bring me back to my time, break my time machine, get kicked out of your world, and crash in my pad for a couple days and we're old friends!?"

Male Ranbowface: "Tsk, Tsk, Always so negative. How are you gonna get something done with that kind of atitude?"

Professor: "Sometimes you need some cynicism, too, you know. Keeps you from being too dissapointed when everything inevitably blows up in your face."

Male Rainbowface: "Someone who tries the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result. The very definition of a fool."

Professor: "...Einstein?"

Male Rainbowface: "No idea what you are talking about, but maybe a different approach might help."

The colorful dinosaur pulls out a grey clump of gooey, putty looking stuff.

Professor: "What the hell is that pile of goop?"

Male Rainbowface: "It's not a pile of goop. Well, unless you want it to be a pile of goop. It's something we call a universal tool. (Clears his throat) Form of electrical screwdriver. point three units wide."

The Grey putty quickly forms into a tiny screwdriver, and turns solid.

Professor: "What kind of technology is that? Never seen it before."

Male Rainbowface: "Well, that's... classified. You know, as I'd always tell that inquisitive young quadruped, 'That would be telling.'"

Professor: "Wow, that thing can really turn into anything, can it?"

Male Rainbowface: "Pretty much, yes."

The disosaur offers the gadget to the human.

Male Rainbowface: "Here, I'm sure you could find a use for it here."

Professor: "Ah, thanks, old friend!"

The old man grabs it out of his hand, examining the object for a moment, before thinking of what he wants.

Professor: "Now, form of... nose hair clipper!"

The device changes into a nose hair clipper, and the Professor proceeds with shoving it up his nostrils.

Male Rainbowface: "UGH!

After the Professor finishes his... thing, he drops the device on his table, and then starts heading towards the exit of his cave.

Male Rainbowface: "Hey! I thought you were going to finally fix your machine!"

Professor: "Eh, I feel like if I try any more right now, I'll just end up smashing it again in anger. I'll just go see what the young-ins are up to, I guess."

Male Rainbowface: "Seeya."

Scene: The Great Valley.

The gang is laying in a grassy field, relaxing, and chatting amongst themselves.

Ducky: "I remember hearing a lot of talking from the flyer's nest last night, yup.

Cera: "Yeah. Me, too. Could barely get any shut eye from that!"

Littlefoot: "I wonder what was up. Petrie?"

Petrie: "Oh, me no know."

Ducky: "Hmm, what is that?"

The swimmer points in the sky over the great valley wall, a small dot slowly grows, turning into a sharptoothed flyer.

Littlefoot: "Ducky! Petrie! lookout!"

Littlefoot flops on top of Petrie, while Spike comes over, and covers up his sister. Up in the sky, a bright, thin line darts by the flyer quickly. A shot, from the Professor's weapon, leaving the tip of the sharptooth flyer's tail singed.

Chomper: "Professor, stop it! He's a friend!"

Chomper sighs, looking at all the commotion going on around him.

Chomper: "Does EVERYONE in this valley have to get so worked up every time that same sharptooth flyer comes? I thought you guys would remember him by now, geez!"

The sharptooth flyer finally lands, growling at the professor, before Chomper runs up to him, roars something, and they both start talking to each other in sharptooth.

Chomper: "Oh no!"

Littlefoot: "What's wrong, Chomper?"

Chomper: "It's my uncle!"

Petrie: "Pterano?"

Cera: "No, bird-brain! It's Chomper's uncle!"

Petrie: "...Oh.

Ruby: "What's wrong with your uncle, Chomper? Is he sick?"

Chomper: "No, he's... dead."

(Everyone else gasps.)

Professor: "My... how tragic."

Littlefoot: "I'm sorry to hear about that, Chomper."

Chomper: "I gotta go see him!"

Cera: "...Wha?"

Littlefoot: "Why do you wanna go see him? He's already gone."

Chomper: "Well, I gotta go! I just have to!"

Professor: "But Chomper, my little carnivore. They're so far away from here. It'll take a couple days to walk there, you know. Unless we use my ship, I suppose."

Chomper: "To the ship!"

Scene: Inside the Professor's ship, flying somewhere over the Mysterious Beyond.

The Professor, Chomper, Littlefoot, and Cera are there.

Chomper: "Are we there yet?"

Professor: "Stop asking, little guy! We'll be there soon!"

The Professor turns around from his seat to the rest of the Gang.

Professor: "So, why are you leaf eaters tagging along again?"

Littlefoot: "I don't really know actually. Guess We just wanna be with Chomper."

Chomper:" You didn't have to come along, friends. I already told you guys you might not like it there."

Littlefoot: "Look, Chomper. You're uncle is dead, and it's just right for your friends to be there for you. You'd be there if someone we know died, right?"

Chomper: "Well, sure I would!"

Cera: "You sure he's not just bringing us along as appetizers?"

Chomper: "Don't worry, Cera. I wouldn't ever do something like that, and besides, we've got something to eat there already!"

All the leaf eaters cringe.

Ducky: "You... do?"

Chomper: "...Eeyup! You guys even been listening to me?"

Cera: "How do you know? Did that flying sharptooth tell you that to? Oh, and why are you going, again?"

Chomper: "Well, I have to go, because it's in the code."

Professor: "Code? What code?"

Chomper: "The Sharptooth Code, of course!

Littlefoot: "...Huh?"

Chomper: "Yeah, it's a code that we all live by, and that's why I'm coming to see my uncle."

Cera: "A sharptooth code? You'd think sharpteeth would be too busy thinking about food to worry about some code."

Chomper: "Well, you guys always just see them when they're hungry, cause that's when they show themselves. Sharptooth aren't ALWAYS thinking about food."

Cera: "Honestly, I find that hard to believe."

Professor: "Get ready, gang. We're almost there!

Scene: The Mysterious Beyond, by a small stream. Chomper's parents are standing close to their fallen friend, Chomper's uncle. Cutter and his two brothers are there, too. Chomper and the gang are a small distance away from the sharpteeth, in their own group.

Papa Sharptooth: We are gathered here to remember a fallen friend, my brother, fierce hunter...

Papa Sharptooth continues his speech, in the background and untranslated, as the view focuses on the Gang.

Ducky: Ooh, it is nice to see your other friends are here for you, it is!"

Chomper: "Yeah. So glad to see Cutter! Though I'm sure his brothers are just here for the food."

Petrie: "Oh no! They come to eat us!"

Chomper: "Calm down guys! I've already told you guys a thousand times, you're safe here."

Littlefoot: "I know we are, buddy, but it still just makes us a little... nervous being around so many sharpteet, is all.

Papa Sharptooth starts singing the Song of Passing, slowly the other sharpteeth join him in the sad song, except Cutter's brothers. Chomper joins in it too, with a tear in his eyes. After the song is over, Littlefoot steps up to the little sharptooth, guilt showing in his face.

Littlefoot: "I'm sorry we're keeping you from being so close to him, and your family and other friends, Chomper. It's just... I just feel like it's making us feel a little better having you with us, is all."

Chomper wipes the tears from his eyes.

Chomper: "You don't have to explain things, Littlefoot. I understand. Can't stay here with you guys much longer, though."

Littlefoot: "Really? Why not?"

Chomper is already gone from the group, running towards the other sharpteeth.

Cera: "Hmptth! Typical."

Littlefoot: "Don't worry, guys. He's just... emotional right now. Can't even think of what he's going through his mind right now. We're still safe here, I think."

Suddenly, all of the sharpteeth start tearing into the carcass of their fallen friend, loudly and ravenously.. The rest of the Gang sees and hears all this commotion, and start screaming.

-Commercial Break-

Scene: Back in the Mysterious Beyond. The gang are all over in a nearby forest, away from the carnage. They're all laying down, looking disturbed and on edge. Chomper walks in, looking very full and happy with himself.

Chomper: "Well, THAT was good!"

The Professor walks up next, holding his backpack, which now looks stuffed with something.

Professor: "Hey, Thanks again Chomper for letting me cut off some bits for myself!"

Chomper: "Aww, your welcome, buddy!"

Littlefoot: "What in the beyond is going on!? Did you sharpteeth all just..."

Chomper: "...clean up?"

Cera: "Oh, that's what you call it!?"

Petrie: "Oh, me just wanna go home! Mommy!"

Littlefoot: "...w...why?"

Chomper: "Like I already told you, friends. It's in the sharptooth code. 'Never let anything go to waste' is a big one.

Littlefoot: "So, you mean, you sharpteeth eat each other too?"

Cera: "NOW I KNOW YOUR ALL EVIL!"

Chomper: "We aren't evil, Cera!

Littlefoot: "But, why did you do that, Chomper? Didn't you love your uncle?"

Chomper: "Yes, I loved my uncle. That's why I did it!"

Ducky: "That does not make any sense, Chomper. Friends do not eat friends, no no no!"

Chomper: "Look, it's a...sharpooth thing. There's no way you'd understand it."

The little sharptooth takes another look around him at the group. They're all giving him strange looks.

Chomper: "Well, you guys didn't need to come, you know! You knew what you were in for!"

Petrie: "No, me no know!"

Ducky: "I never thought about this, no no no!"

Littlefoot: "Yeah, we didn't think anyone could do something like that!"

Professor: "Well, what the daft you guys thought would happen, exactly? Mr. dead rexxie was just gonna sprout wings and fly up to the great beyond or something?"

Littlefoot: "I don't know! I just... never really think about it. I... we don't like thinking about any of that stuff!"

Professor: "All the more reason you guys shouldn't have come in the first place. But NOPE, gotta be with our friend here!"

Chomper: "Yeah!"

Professor: "You know, A long time ago...or a long time yet, whichever you wanna believe, some of my kind would eat each other too.

Littlefoot: REALLY!?"

The longneck takes a step back.

Professor: "I remember hearing of one group of our kind that would eat their fallen.

Littlefoot: "Um, Professor?"

THe rest of the leafeaters, minus Littlefoot, leave the group.

Professor: "Whenever someone died, they'd have this whole ceremony where they'd cut up the body and cook it over a fire..."

Littlfoot: "Professor? Could you stop? Please?"

Professor: "The men ate the muscles, while the women ate their brains. (Mumbling to himself) "Heh, the females of your kind would probably starve to death if you tried that!"

Littlefoot walks off-screen, looking woozy.

Chomper: "Wow! Your so much like us, Professor!"

PRofessor: "No, actually, we're not."

Chomper: "Huh?"

Professor: "It's taboo for us now.

Chomper: "What's a taboo?"

Professor: "Oh, it's a thing that pretty much everyone in a group thinks is wrong, basically. Had more of my fair share of those back where I came from. Some people are just so finicky, aren't they?"

Chomper's fast biter friend, Cutter, comes running up, and tackles the friendly sharptooth.

Chomper: "Hey, get off!" *giggles*

Both of the sharpteeth start growling and chirping at each other, as they start play-fighting eachother.

Professor: "Hey! Don't wanna freak out the leaf eaters any more!"

The old man looks back, seeing Ducky covering her mouth, Cera covering her ears, and Littlefoot covering his eyes.

Professor: "Oh, never mind."

Littlefoot walks up to the Professor, and lays his head and neck over on The Professor's side.

Petrie: "Can we just go home already?"

Professor: "Yeah, I'm starting to side with them, Chomper."

Chomper: "No, we can't go yet! I'm having so much fun, and I don't get to see Cutter that much."

Professor: "I think they need a little time to... stew over everything that just happened."

Chomper: "Well, their fault for not listening to me! Just think of my parents! How much do I get to see them these days? Until somebody gives me a better reason, I don't wanna go!"

A roar is heard.

Chomper: "Hmm. Wait. That doesn't sound like my mommy or daddy."

The rest of the gang, oddly, aren't startled by this at first, partly from already hearing so much roaring, and partly from still being shocked from the after funeral meal. The roar is heard again, louder than before.

Chomper: "Um, guys? I think we got some other sharpteeth coming."

Redclaw breaks out of the nearby forest, with Screech and Thud close behind.

-Commercial Break-

Scene: Back to the same place in the Mysterious Beyond. Redclaw and his cohorts are advancing on the sharpteeth.

Guaro: Redclaw? Come on, no one needs a Redclaw in their lives!

Redclaw: You all have a feast, and don't invite THE Sharptooth?

Mama Sharptooth: THE Sharptooth?

Both of Chomper's parents break out laughing. Redclaw starts rushing headlong at the duo. Back with the Gang, the Professor is on edge.

Professor: "Yeah... now's a good time to go home! Come along now, gang!"

The Professor starts gathering up and guiding the green eating members of the gang toward his ship, while Chomper goes after his parents.

Chomper: "No, I gotta make sure my folks are okay!"

Professor: "Chomper! Come back here, you crazy little carnivore!"

Littlefoot, in his shocked state, suddenly notices Redclaw, as well as Chomper, who is running toward the scarred sharptooth.

Littlefoot: "Chomper! Hey, wait!"

The little longneck rushes off towards the battle, leaving the Professor to fume.

Professor: "Littlefoot! Come on. Not you, too!"

The human finishes ushering the rest of the gang into his ship, before pushing a button to close the hatch. He then starts walking over in the direction of the battle, grumbling to himself.

Professor: "Ugh. All these young-ins. Honestly, sometimes it fells like I'm herding cattle!"

Back with the sharpteeth, Redclaw snaps at Mama Sharptooth's tail, but is butted out by her husband, ramming his forehead into the scarred sharptooth, sending him back a little ways. Redclaw gets to his senses, and instead tries grabbing a quick bite at the t-Rex carcass, but he then gets whacked by both tales of the hunter couple. Redclaw takes a moment to take a good sniff in, and cackles.

Redclaw: Why are you so protective of a dead brother? You couldn't have cared much for em anyway, since you gorged yourselves on him!

Papa Sharptooth: How dare you!

Chomper: Mommy! Daddy! I'm coming!

The friendly little sharptooth closes in on the whole scene.

Mama Sharpooth: Stay away, son! It's too dangerous!

Redclaw: Ah, the little pipsqueak is here?

Chomper: I'm not little!

Redclaw: Well, maybe my two useless lackeys could make themselves useful now?

Screech and Thud pop out of a nearby bush, and start chasing Chomper. The little one doesn't seem to notice, however, still charging straight towards his parents and sharptooth friends.

Littlefoot: "Hey, Chomper! Look out!"

The duo of fast biters both turn their heads towards the longneck. The stop, let out a laugh, and start racing towards Littlefoot.

Littlefoot: "...what th..."

He has little time to react, as all three dinosaurs collide with each other.

The screen goes black for a short moment, then it brightens up on Screen opening his eyes. He looks over to Thud.

Screech: Idiot! Why'd you have to crash into me like that?

Thud: You should have just stayed out of my way. You're the slow one, after all!

Both fast biters look poised to keep arguing, before they gaze over at Littlefoot.

Screech: Hey! I guess it worked after all!

A short distance away from them, Littlefoot is laying, motionless, with a little bit of blood on his side. The two sharpteeth get up, and casually walk up to the longneck, licking their chops, when they hear a oh so familiar roar.

Redclaw: Help! Could I get some help over here, bug catchers!?

Thud: (growls in frustration) Of all the times the big one needs help! Oh well, I guess this just means we gotta delay this little dinner date, Longneck. Hope you understand!

They head off towards the other sharpteeth. Redclaw is getting his butt kicked now, by the two other fully grown t-Rex's, who seem to be still overpowering him. Screech and thud leap into the air, after the male sharptooth, but they both get whacked away by the other T-rex.

Redclaw and his two henchmen start running away. Chomper's father raises his head to the sky, and let's out a loud taunt.

Papa Sharptooth: By the way, I care about my uncle leagues more than a piece of dung like you! Why, I'd never let my family take a bite out of you. Heck, you'd probably give them gas!

Chomper runs up to nuzzle his folks for a bit, before chirping goodbye to them, and making his way toward the ship. He's stopped in his tracks, however, by the sight of Littlefoot.

Chomper: "oh... oh no!"

The sharptooth rushes to his big brother's side. He starts crying now.

Chomper: "Oh, it's not true! no!"

The predator wipes the tears from his eyes.

Chomper: "Is this really it, then?"

Suddenly, he looks hungry again."

Chomper: "I guess... I guess Littlefoot would have wanted it this way anyway."

The sharptooth starts licking his chops, poising to take a bite out of his friend's tale.

Littefoot: "...Hey...buddy? What are you doing?"

Chomper shoots his head back up.

Chomper: "Huh?"

Littlefoot: "Sharptooth code, right? Well, it's a good idea to make sure a guy is dead first. Just saying."

Littlefoot gets up, while Chomper looks deeply embarrassed.

Chomper: "Maybe we should go back home now?"

Littlefoot: "...Good idea, little guy."

Professor: "Hey! Get over here already!"

The duo look over toward the angry voice, seeing the Professor is apparently back right beside his ship. They both start going toward the ship.

Chomper: "Um... Littlefoot? I'm sorry about all of this. It's..."

Littlefoot: (annoyed) "Could you stop for today, please? Apology accepted, whatever. I just don't wanna think about all this crap anymore!"

Chomper: "Oh... okay."

A small skip later, the ship takes off, and flies off into the sunset. The view pans out, showing Chomper's parents looking at them leave.

Papa Sharptooth: So, what do you think?

Mama Sharptooth: Must be really stressful, I'd imagine.

Papa Sharptooth: Could be a little messed up after this, perhaps?

Mama Sharptooth: Maybe. Either way, it's a bad influence for him.

Papa Sharptooth: (sighs) I just hope our son is normal after all this is said and done.

END

Message from the Auther:

I'M NOT DEAD!

I am finally brought to write a little more for this series, mostly from the resurgence of LBT fanfiction writing that has happened in the last few months, thanks to TheAmazinRhombus and Fyn16 holding monthly writing prompts. Managed to get this one new episode finished and entered into this years fanfiction awards the Gang of Five fan forum is holding. I encourage anyone here to check that thread out. 22 stories entered in the awards this year, and they need readers to write reviews for them.

Anyway, it's been 3 years since I've finished an episode of this series. I hope my writing style hasn't changed too much. I tried to stay true to the original style of the series the best I could. I'm really sorry to my readers. I just haven't been able to bring myself to write anything good for so long.