11:24 AM
The group of 6 walked along the ravine as Jeffrey lead the hatchlings towards the valley. Along the way, Petrie decided to try and learn to fly.
"Hmm, maybe me can fly after all." Petrie said to himself as he began trying to fly.
The first two times, Petrie flew a short distance before he had to land on the ground and climb back up on top of Jeffrey's shoulder.
And then, the third time, he was able to fly upwards and stay in the air for as long as he wanted to.
"Me can fly! Me can fly!" Petrie cheered as he circled around Jeffrey and the other hatchlings.
"Well done, Petrie, well done!" Jeffrey congratulated. "I told ya that ye could learn to fly on yer own! Just takes a little practice!"
Petrie happily landed on Jeffrey's shoulder without slipping, and the 6 kept onward to the valley.
Finally, the group came across what seemed to be a cave entrance. To Jeffrey, the cave entrance was something else.
"Alright guys, I want ya to close your eyes and follow me." Jeffrey ordered. "I want to surprise ya."
The hatchlings obeyed and closed their eyes.
Jeffrey led them through the cave for around a minute, and then the hatchlings heard and felt grass under their feet.
"Now I want ya to open your eyes." Jeffrey instructed.
The hatchlings opened their eyes, and what they saw made their jaws drop.
Laying before them was a practical paradise filled with open plains, lush trees, flowing rivers, and beautiful waterfalls.
"Littlefoot, Cera, Ducky, Petrie, and Spike, welcome to the Great Valley." Jeffrey said. "This is my home."
11:30 AM
Johnathan and Cordelia, Jeffrey's father and mother respectively, anxiously waited for their son to come home from his mission to take down Sharptooth. Jeffrey had promised to Johnathan that he would come back alive, but the two still worried, as Sharptooth was the deadliest predator of humans in the world, and every previous attempt to kill him ended with not only failure, but death for the human who attempted it. Now, Johnathan and Cordelia could only hope that Jeffrey came home.
Suddenly, they heard a very familiar voice.
"Hello, father. Hello, mother. It's a beautiful day, isn't it?"
Johnathan and Cordelia turned around and saw something that made their day. To their delight, Jeffrey was standing in front of them, dirty, but uninjured. Sitting down at his sides were a longneck, a threehorn, a swimmer, a flyer, and a spiketail, all exhausted and wary, but looking glad to be alive.
"Jeffrey, is that ye?" Johnathan asked. He could not believe what he was seeing: his son standing in front of them, and most surprising of all, actually smiling for the first time in a year!
"Yes, it is me." Jeffrey confirmed. Then, he had the hatchlings introduce themselves to his parents.
Once the hatchlings introduced themselves, Jeffrey changed the topic. "Now then, would ya like to hear about Sharptooth?"
"Yes, I would." Cordelia nervously replied. She could only hope that Jeffrey succeeded.
"Well, Sharptooth tried to play bridge with me, but there were bullet holes in his plan." Jeffrey snarked.
"What he means is that Sharptooth is dead." Littlefoot clarified. " To be exact, Jeffrey lured Sharptooth onto a bridge, and then got ahold of a gun that you guys call an "M2 Browning". You guys can guess what happened next."
Johnathan and Cordelia were almost immediately impressed. Their son had not only kept his promise to come back alive, but he had also taken Sharptooth down as well! On top of that, he found an M2 Browning and put it to good use!
"That's impressive! Most impressive!" Johnathan remarked. "Well done, Jeffrey! Well done!"
Johnathan, Cordelia, and Jeffrey embraced each other happily. Sharptooth, the monster who had terrorized humans and flatteeth alike for 42 years, was finally dead!
3:30 PM
Later that day, Jeffrey decided to check on the hatchlings. Jeffrey had decided to let them go play in the valley for a while, hoping that they would have a happy time, but instead, the hatchlings hid in the tall grass, and they refused to come out.
"That's strange." Jeffrey thought as he walked towards the grass. "It's as if they are afraid of something. But there isn't much to be afraid of. Father ordered the other humans living in this valley to protect these kids, so it isn't that. Perhaps there is a different reason as to why they are hiding in the grasses?"
When he went into the tall grass, though, he soon heard the hatchlings crying.
Not good.
After about a minute of walking, Jeffrey once found Littlefoot laying in a pool of his own tears, except this time, he, Cera, Ducky, Petrie, and Spike were huddled together, and all of them were crying.
"Okay, so definitely not fear." Jeffrey quietly said to himself. "I think it might be personal issues."
Jeffrey quietly walked over to the hatchlings. Because of the implications of how he met Littlefoot, it made him very, very nervous when someone was crying. As expected, the hatchlings felt his presence, and they looked at him with ENORMOUS puppy dog eyes. Too much for Jeffrey to ignore.
"Anythin' wrong?" Jeffrey asked as he approached the hatchlings. "You guys look really upset for some reason, even though you're safe now."
"Well, it's not that we're in danger..." Littlefoot tearfully explained. "It's just...we want our families back!"
Suddenly, Jeffrey remembered that Littlefoot, Cera, Ducky, Petrie, and Spike were all separated from their family, with Littlefoot and Spike having been orphaned.
"Oh, I see." Jeffrey responded. Then, he reassured them. "I know that it's rough that ye can't be with your true families right now, but don't let that discourage ye. I'll do my best to be there for ya when ya need me, whether yer with your families or not."
The hatchlings briefly lit up at this, and then Jeffrey pulled them into a hug, letting his arms get wet from their tears. He was willing to do what was best for them, no matter whether they were unrelated or not.
