A/N- Alright, I am so happy that I posted this chapter much sooner than it took to post the last one. In this chapter, a few of the lines by Wilbur were inspired by the episode Footlooser from The Suite Life of Zack and Cody. Other than that, just one disclaimer: I do not really know how much a t-rex weighs. That is all :)

Yabba Dabba Don't

"Oh, we're too late," Carl threw up his hands dramatically as he quickly joined Wilbur in standing beside Tallulah. "All that for nothing."

"We tried and that's what matters, Carl," Wilbur sighed.

"Maybe we can…"

"What is going on here!?" Tallulah spoke, causing both Carl and Wilbur to jump.

"Yeah, what is going on here?" Wilbur scratched his head.

"Camila's theory must have been right. It was a one time effect!" Carl cheered, but then felt foolish and self conscious for doing so.

"Hello!" Tallulah put her fists on her hips. "You told me to stop! What do you want?"

"So that's why you stopped!"

"Is he feeling okay?" Tallulah looked at Carl curiously and then at Wilbur questioningly.

"Oh, yeah, he's fine. He just thought you were frozen in time. That's all."

"Oh, that's all is it? And why would he think that?"

"It's a funny story actually," Wilbur forced a small laugh.

"You call time freezing the adults funny?" Carl interjected.

"Well, yeah, sort of."

"Okay you know what, this is getting weird, even more so than usual. So I'm just gonna…" Tallulah was about to walk away when she saw Tiny run by with a two kids hanging on tightly to his tail. "What on earth…Wilbur, I know your dad wanted the kids to have fun, but aren't they a little out of control?"

"He doesn't exactly know."

"Then I'll just go tell him."

"You can't. We've been trying to tell you in a roundabout way but maybe we should just show you," Wilbur told Tallulah to come with him and Carl. She followed them, rolling her eyes every now and then as she did. But it wasn't long before she saw with her own eyes what Wilbur meant and they proceeded to explain what had happened.

"So, if I hadn't been late, I'd be in here too," the thought sent a shiver down Tallulah's spine.

"And we weren't sure if the whole half mile radius thing would still be in effect. That's why we were trying to keep you from crossing into it. But you did anyways and nothing happened so it means that the effect was a once per button push deal. Convenient, heh," Wilbur smirked.

"So what's being done to fix this?" Tallulah asked.

"One of the orphans is actually practically a genius. She's in the lab working on it now. Also, pretty convenient," Wilbur answered.

"I was in there working on it. But it's going to be harder than I thought," they turned to see Camila standing in the door way, shoulders slumped in a bit of defeat.

"Well, well, well. So Miss Science can't…" Tallulah shot a glare at both Wilbur and Carl, causing Carl covered Wilbur's mouth.

"Don't listen to him, sweetie. You can do it if you put your mind to it. What seems to be the problem?" Tallulah put her hand on Camila's shoulder as they walked out into the hallway away from Wilbur.

Carl let go and prepared for Wilbur to lose his temper. "What was that about!?"

"We need Camila to be able to fix this. If you destroy her confidence, she won't be any help, not to mention it's mean to do. That and Tallulah shot us this glare. It was terrifying so I panicked."

"Carl, you are so weak."

"Wilbur, come here now," Tallulah ordered.

"Only when I'm ready," Wilbur answered defiantly, trying to prove he was stronger than Carl.

"I said now!"

"Okay, okay, so I'm ready," Wilbur played it off but deep down he had to admit his cousin's tone scared him just a little.

"Camila here says that she needs to do some research at the library before undertaking any of the mathematical things she was talking about."

"Equations," Camila helped her.

"Right, equations. So, go with her and help. Two heads will be faster than one."

"What?" Both Camila and Wilbur asked simultaneously.

"No arguing. We have to do something about this as fast as possible. Carl, you and me need to get the rest of the kids under control."

"But Carl said to let them have there fun," Wilbur responded.

"Oh he did, did he?" Tallulah turned and looked at the robot.

"Yeah, he said…" Camila grabbed Wilbur by the arm and dragged him away before he could finish.

"In my defense, I though at the time that it was more important to make sure you didn't end up like the others," Carl explained.

"I'm flattered but really you should have thought of the kids first. Still, that was very sweet of you. I…" Tallulah was stopped by the sound of the kids screaming outside.

Without even looking at one another, Carl and Tallulah sprinted outside. By now a huge portion of the yard was nothing but mud. They looked in horror as Tiny slipped and slid in the mud, fear evident on the poor creature's face. A handful of kids were hanging onto his giant tail for dear life as it whipped back and forth out of control. The rest of the group screamed as they slipped around in the mud in their desperate attempt to get away from the dinosaur's colossal feet.

"I'll go get the ones on the tail," Carl said.

"And I'll try to help the others," Tallulah responded as they set off to control the chaos.

Carl quickly made his way over to the tail, avoiding it as it whooshed around. He extended his arms to grab the kids one at a time and place them far enough away to be safe. Meanwhile, Tallulah urged the kids to hurry. She helped pull up the smaller ones who were struggling to stay upright in the slippery mud. She looked around to make sure that all of the kids had made it to safety but suddenly saw one very small little girl who appeared to be actually stuck in the mud. Tallulah looked at Tiny, who appeared to be on the verge of falling at any second, and back to the little girl. Without thinking twice, she fought her way through the mud and grabbed the child.

"Hurry up and get out of there! Tiny's coming down!" She heard Carl screaming.

Panicking she yelled, "Carl, catch!" and as gently but with as much muscle as she could manage tossed the fearful child into the air. Thankfully, Carl set down the final kid he had just grabbed from the tail, extended his arms and caught her before she could hit the ground. Suddenly, there was a huge thud as Tiny finally hit the ground.

The little girl, clinging to Carl tightly, slowly opened her eyes and looked around. She saw the horrible look on the robot's face and then saw that Tiny was on the ground, Tallulah underneath him. "Is she okay?" The girl asked finally as Carl slowly put her down.

"Tiny, listen to me. Roll over very, very slowly. " Tiny, who was well trained thanks to a microchip Cornelius had implanted in him, understood Carl's command and started to do so. "No, no, the other way. You'll squash her more if you roll over that way." Tiny did as he was told and Tallulah was free. "Now, Tiny, sit. We don't need you slipping around anymore in the mud. So just stay." Carl moved a little closer to where Tallulah was still lying. "Tallulah? Tallulah, can you hear me?"

"Does she need a doctor?"

"Should we call an ambulance?"

"Maybe someone should go tell Wanda," the kids immediately began spouting what they considered to be helpful advice.

"We can't tell Wanda remember," Buzz responded. He had found the adults in the dining room, and even though he wasn't smart enough to explain it, he had been the one to instigate the chaos.

"Tallulah, please don't leave me alone with all these kids," Carl was on the verge of telling one of the kids to go summon for a doctor when Tallulah began to stir.

"Is she okay?" Tallulah coughed and opened her eyes.

"Yes, she's fine. A little shaken up. What about you? Are you okay?"

"I-I think so." She tried to set up, but winced in pain. "I guess I must be pretty bruised. But I don't think anything's broken. I've been through worse with Tiny remember," Tallulah was referring to when Tiny had been under the Bowler Hat Guy's control. Then, she had been hurled against a wall and escaped with only a few bruises.

"Yes, but that time the wall took most of the impact, not you," Carl spouted the physics of the matter.

"I'm fine, really. Just got the wind knocked out of me. See," Tallulah gritted through the pain but managed to stand up. However, she had forgotten about the muddy ground. Not expecting it to be slippery, along with her already weakened condition, she began to fall back down but Carl stopped that from happening. "Thanks, Carl. I guess I forgot about the mud."

"Are you sure you're fine? Maybe I should do an x-ray scan?" Carl offered.

"You can do that?" it was something Tallulah hadn't known about the robot. "I mean, no, I just need to sit down a bit or something. I'll be good as new in an hour." She smiled reassuringly but then looked around a bit shyly. "But, um, can I ask you one tiny favor. This is embarrassing, but can you help me out of this mud?"

"Of course!" Without even giving her time to blink, Carl lifted Tallulah into his arms and carried her to where the kids were standing and carefully set her back down.

Tallulah blushed. "I had really only meant that you could help me across by holding my hand or something. You didn't have to carry me."

"Oh, I, uh…" Carl now felt foolish.

"But thank you," she said genuinely. "Alright, I think maybe we should work on cleaning up this mess," she was mainly talking about how dirty all of the kids and Tiny were. "But first, how do we get Tiny out of the mud without him taking another dive?"

"I know, Miss Tallulah, ma'am," the same little girl from earlier spoke up. She walked closer to where Tiny was still sitting. "Hey, Tiny. Hey, boy." Tiny began wagging his tail happily. "Watch me." The little girl got down on the ground and began crawling almost military style. Tiny excitedly mimicked her until he was on dry ground.

"That was brilliant," Tallulah cheered as she and the others joined her. "What's your name, sweetie and how old are you?"

"My name is Talia and I just turned five two weeks ago."

"Well, Talia, I know that you and I are going to be great friends. Now, everyone else, let's give Tiny a bath and then we'll work on getting the rest of you cleaned up. How's that sound?"

"Sounds like a plan," Carl answered before there was any protest from the group.

Suddenly, Tiny gave Tallulah a lick with his massive tongue that covered her entire head. Some of the kids cried, "Eww!" and Tallulah couldn't deny that she felt like doing the same thing.

"I think he's trying to say he's sorry," Talia giggled.

"Is that so? Well, thank you, Tiny. I accept your slobbery apology," Tallulah forced a smile. "Now, let's get this oversized puppy cleaned up. Talia, why don't you be in charge?"

"Really?! Okay, listen up," Talia began giving orders to her fellow orphans.

Meanwhile Tallulah, still feeling icky from the lick, turned to go find something to clean her face off with but was instead greeted by Carl. A third arm extended from his chest holding a towel. "I had a feeling you might want this."

"Thank you, Carl…again," she smiled and took it graciously.

"No, thank you. There's no way I'd be able to handle all of these kids on my own. You seem to have a knack."

"Well, I'm guessing it just comes with being a woman," she said as she inspected her dirty clothes.

"But I think I could keep them under control for a little bit while you go get cleaned up," Carl knew it's what she wanted.

"Really!? Are you sure? You don't have to if you don't want to."

"I'll be fine. Really. Besides, you're the one who just took the impact of a three ton dinosaur. I think you more than deserve it."

"Thank you so much!" Without thinking, Tallulah threw her arms around Carl and hugged him before going into the house.

"Don't mention it…" Carl wasn't sure what to think as he watched her go.