Chapter 10: Another two Additions

As our travels continued, we found ourselves in another little part of the forest. Littlefoot was the first to notice something, and told us to be quiet. Then I took notice of it, and told the rest of them "Stay Low," As we got into a corner.

Out passed a creature you don't normally see around here. It was a four legged creature that looked like a dinosaur, but I was certain it wasn't. It stuck its tongue out and hissed before moving on. Once we were sure it was gone, we came out from the corner.

We continued to walk for a short bit of time, as I thought to myself about what was going on. In only two days, I was torn apart from my family, and started travelling with three different species. It would definitely be considered strange by many of the kids in the herd 'Cera especially...'

I didn't even know where the heck she went. For all I know, she could've found a way across the big underground, and was with the herd as we speak...

"I'm not a carrier! Get off!" I heard Littlefoot say. I hadn't even been paying attention to what they were doing, and now we were running. Littlefoot continued, saying "You're a flyer. Start flying."

Petrie was scared, evidently, as he was holding onto Littlefoot for dear life. Ducky was trying to encourage him, but it was not working, because he wouldn't even let go of Littlefoot for a second, and was screaming like a madman.

"No can do this!" he said quickly, and continued to hold on. "Come on, Petrie," I said to him, trying to encourage him "You can do it. It's in your blood!"

"Danger!"

With that scream from the scared little flier, I saw what he spoke of. There was a skeleton up ahead, and Littlefoot ran right into it. The group then started to run away, and I made sure to follow. I am still helping all of them after all.

And on the way, we ran into the last Dinosaur I was expecting: Cera.

Littlefoot crashed into the other Threehorn, both of them falling on the ground. On the bright side, it got Littlefoot out of the skeleton.

"Cera," I said, looking at her on the ground, breathing heavily. Littlefoot came up and asked, "Why are you so frightened?" This made her expression change to annoyed.

"Frightened? Me?" She asked sarcastically, laughing immediately afterword as she walked underneath Littlefoot. "Why are you so frightened."

"We're not frightened. Are we?"

"Not in the least," I answered. Cera then countered with, "Well you should be!" I didn't know what she meant, so I remained silent, and let her continue.

"I could be with the other Threehorns, but I chose to come back to warn you. I met... the Sharptooth!"

"Sharptooth!" Petrie screamed, grabbing onto Littlefoot's neck. "Come on Cera," Littlefoot countered, "Sharptooth is dead! He fell down into the big underground."

"And that's... where he met me."

The moment she said this, Ducky and Petrie both said "Dear Brave Cera," which she responded with "Yes. I am Brave."

"Sharptooth is DEAD!"

"My father told me that Flatheads had very small brains," was her clever retort. Feeling like I should step in (mainly just because I wanted to cut her down to size), I said "Alright, Cera. If you really did meet Sharptooth, then tell us what happened."

"Gladly," was her response (and she said it quite smugly at that), as she got onto a piece of wood, "I was all alone with him in the dark. Just Sharptooth and me. I could hear him breathing." She then began making breathing sounds to emphasize this point. It sounded true so far...

"I could see his one big ugly eye. Looking for ME..."

'There it is' I thought, 'There's the liar I've come to know.' Because Cera definitely had a habit of making stuff up to make herself look the best she could. And as Ducky asked what Cera did, I was just waiting to hear what she had to say...

"I walked right up to him. I looked him straight in the eye, and said... RAAGHH!" With this, she jumped onto the other part of the piece of wood, and sent Ducky flying some other way. "Woah," I said to myself, "Looks like we gotta go find her. Cera, you wanna join?"

"Alright, Troy. And if Sharptooth comes along, I'll face him, just like I did yesterd-"

"Oh please!" I've had enough of that garbage. "Now that's a made up story if I've ever heard one." This got her mad. If there was ever a thing Cera never liked, it was being insulted. "Are you calling me a liar?"

"You're guilty of being one! Because you didn't face Sharptooth last night, and even if he is alive, there's no way you took him on in the Big Underground!"

This most certainly set her off. I was ready when she attempted to charge me, so I simply dodged. I didn't feel like having a fight, so I just said "You just believe what you want, but I know it couldn't have happened."

"I will. Because it definitely happened!"

A little bit after that was done, Cera and I came to a small agreement: that we would travel with the others, until we found our way back to the heard. As soon as that was done, I heard the voice of Ducky from a distance. And as such, I headed out that way, and quickly found her. She was inside a little patch of grasses, talking to something. In fact, when I got there, I heard her say "You are a Spiketail, so we will call you Spike."

As she came out of the small grasses, they suddenly started moving. Then... disappearing.

A green Spiketail, who had to have just been born (I could tell by the pieces of eggshell by its feet), came out and started eating the grass. He didn't seem to mind that it was yellow and tasteless, just so long as it was edible.

"Um... Ducky," I asked, trying to grasp the situation a bit, "Who is this."

"His name is Spike, and he just hatched. Can he join us?"

"Oh NO!" I heard a voice say from behind me. As it turns out, Cera came with, and was now disagreeing with Spike coming with us. So I figured I'd have to out-argue her. "Oh, come on, Cera. What's your argument this time?"

"It's bad enough that I'm travelling with a Longneck and two Beakfaces, but there's no way I'm travelling with a Spiketail. All those things do is eat, so it'll just slow us down."

"Cera, that's not fair," Littlefoot then joined in the argument. "We need to take care of him," Ducky said, "He's all alone." I was expecting a snappy remark from Cera, but what she said genuinely hit me.

"I don't care. It's not like this whole this whole thing will last. We're all different, so this is bound to fall apart!"

I didn't know why, but hearing this... got to me. The moment she said 'different', I was growing sick of her negativity. She may not know it, but I was... Far more different than any of them, and in the last five years, I've proven to be as normal as any other Dinosaur. And if the last day with Littlefoot was anything to go by, it proved Cera was completely wrong...

"Ducky," I told the little Swimmer, "If you can find a way to get him to follow us, he can come with."

I could tell Cera was about to argue, up until I gave her my signature 'Not Another Word out of You!' Look. This was the end of that argument, and with that, Ducky came back with a berry, and got on Littlefoot's tail. With that, we started moving once more. We had to move as much as we could everyday.

Because, if Cera was right about Sharptooth being alive, we have to stay in front of him. That much is certain.

So, here is my new chapter. It took a while longer than usual because I have been really busy (I'm going back to school the Monday after this chapter is being posted), and I haven't had a lot of time to do stuff lately. But I am going to try to figure out an upload schedule, and continue these fics.