Bob and Scooter had followed the footprints to the entrance of another cave, where they stopped outside and caught their breath. "Alright, we don't know what's in there, so we'll need a plan of attack" Bob said between gasps. "I'll go in first since Larry's my friend, and then I'll signal you to come in after if it's clear. If it's not, you go in quietly. You got all that?" Bob looked up, but the carrot was nowhere to be seen. "Ugh, where could he have gone now?" he groaned.

"Come on in, laddie, I think you'll want to see this!" Scooter's voice called out from inside the cave.

"Alright, I'm going in!" Bob shouted, to no response. "What could be that interesting?" he said to himself. He didn't have to wait long to see, as right inside there was a table of ice, with Larry and a huge bear playing a game of Battleship. "Aw man," Larry said, "you sunk my aircraft carrier!" Finally using his peripheral vision, Larry noticed Bob standing in the corner. "Bob, I can't believe it, you're here!" he shouted as he nearly tackled Bob while giving him the closest thing to a hug a cucumber can. "How'd you find us? And who's this guy?" He asked, indicating the aged carrot.

"I think first you owe us a bit of context, Larry" Bob said. "What exactly is going on here?"

"Well…" Larry started, as he recalled the past half hour.

"Maybe it just wants to be friends" Larry said while hanging from the ceiling as the bear came closer. "Nice teddy," he said in a soothing voice, "no one needs to get hurt." The bear, however, drew nearer, drooling on the frozen cave floor. Seizing Larry with both hands, it pulled him to the floor, breaking the ice which he had been stuck in. "Oof," Larry grunted, "I don't think that's covered by my insurance." The bear raised its arms, poised to strike again. "Wait a bit, maybe we can work this out," Larry said. "Me, Larry; you, bear." No reaction. "Uh, grr grrrr grrr!" He growled, which made the bear pause. It didn't have the intended effect, however, as he had unknowingly insulted the bear's sister-in-law. Its eyes burned with rage as it lifted its arms once more. "Umm, umm," Larry thought desperately, then a light bulb went on in his head. "Oh, right!" He started yodeling with all his might as the bear's arms came down, when it suddenly stopped and tilted its head. "Yada-yada yada-yada yad-ee-ooh," Larry finished as the bear began to calm down immediately. "Hey, that actually worked" he said, surprised. "Aww, you're not so bad. It looks like you do just need a friend. I'll call you… Bella" he said confidently, as the bear rolled over for a belly rub. "That's the way! Good girl, Bella" Larry encouraged. "Now what do you do around here for fun?"

As Larry came back to the present moment, Scooter and Bob looked blankly at him. "Son, I'm not sure what's going on inside your head, but you've been starin' at that wall for five minutes" Scooter said.

"What? Oh, sorry, that always seems to happen when I get flashbacks" Larry said apologetically.

"Never mind," Bob replied, "I'm not sure any story of yours would make sense anyways. Anyways, now that we're here, I just wanted to say-"

"Me first, Bob," Larry interjected. "I'm sorry for going off alone and not sticking together."

"I forgive you, Larry. But I just wanted to say I'm sorry…" Bob started, while Scooter encouraged him with a smile, "I'm also sorry for going alone, and for not believing you in the first place."

"Aw gee, Bob, I forgive you too," Larry said, "I must have sounded crazy anyways, huh?"

"Well, yeah," Bob replied, "but just because something sounds crazy doesn't mean it's not true, and it's no reason to stop being friends just because we disagree."

"Truer words were never spoken," Scooter said, "and now that we're all happy, who's ready for a pot of stew? I've got some goin' back at my cave." They all agreed that was a good idea, with Bella voicing the biggest agreement of all.