Chapter 4

Ty and his Trux had finished the boxes for the transport. It had been pretty difficult to find enough supplies to build them and all Trux and Tools were happy as they ended the work.
It was already late in the afternoon when the gang convened.
Ace and Waldo had been outside the base in order to get an impression of what was going on out there. Unfortunately, the Awloraptors were still in front of the base; and it seemed that they made themselves a comfortable habitation.

"Ah, duuuudes, it's not cool being locked-in here. Far and wide not the smallest ramp! Not even a good place to drive."
Ace jumped on the head of the Ankylodump. "I'm sorry, Ton-Ton, but it is too dangerous outside. Those things are everywhere! I hope that our plan will work, otherwise-"
"Otherwise WHAT?" Click-Clack fixed Ace with eyes full of fear.
"Otherwise nothing." Waldo gave Ace an angry gaze.

"So, when are we gonna implement our plan?" Skya looked hopefully at Ty. "It's almost evening; I don't think that driving by night with a pack of unpredictable creatures who are breathing down our necks would be very intelligent."
Ty reflected e few seconds. "Yes. You're right. We gonna make our move tomorrow. It is probably too late now." Ty turned to Ton-Ton.
"Well, you're our decoy tomorrow. Pick some scrap and call their attention to you; they should be interested in the scrap. And then-"

"RUUUUUN!" The red T-Trux fixed Click-Clack with his eyes. "Yyyeeaahhh, something like that. Drive into the forest and spend a couple of minutes there. But make sure that they'll never come closer to you as a few meters and that they're following you. Finally, you have to leave the forest and follow our traces. You know where you have to drive in case you lose them?" The blue Ankylodump nodded. "Good. The rest of the gang is going to pick up the eggs as soon as the Raptors and Ton-Ton have disappeared. We will go quickly once we are done."

Revit jumped on Tys treads. "Oh, and Ton-Ton: It's important that you keep a constant speed. Otherwise you will outrun us… And I don't wanna think about what will happen when they see that we have their eggs."
"Got it, dude!"
"Fine. I hope strongly that this will work…"

D-Structs reached the lair and threw Skrap-it ruggedly on the stony floor of the drive.
"Ouch! Thanks for being so, kkkk, careful." Scrap-It said it ironic.
"You're welcome."
The Scraptool cogitated. "Maybe I should get some rest and then I'll be up and about again. Yeah, that's it! Some rest and all's gonna be fine." He started to get nervous. What when not?

"Hm, maybe the bug has been poisonous." D-Structs spoke out what Skrap-It had suppressed the whole time.
"Do you think, it will spread even more? AND WHAT IF THAT STUFF REACHS MY RESPIRATORY SYSTEM AND I, kkkk, CAN'T BREATHE ANYMORE? AND-"
"SILENCE!" D-Structs interrupted Skrap-it.
"First, we're gonna wait. And then-"

"Waiting for what?"
D-Stroy rolled up the drive. D-Structs hesitated a moment, but he knew that he couldn't hide that from his bigger brother. "Our Scraphead has a little problem with his legs after a bite of a bug."
"Oh, what a shame. And what's the problem exactly? D-Stroy looked straightly into Skrap-its scared eyes.
"Well, it's really, kkkk, a funny story, ahaha…. I…. I can't feel my two forelegs anymore and… as a result … I can't ... walk, kkkk."
"No longer moving, you're saying?" D-Stroy turned around to his younger brother. "In that case has the Scraptool no longer use for us." He made a pejorative movement with his hand. "Get rid of him. I'm gonna look for another Scraptool which can replace this one."

"What?" Skrap-it was flabbergasted.
D-Stroy had already been on the brink of driving away when D-Structs barred his path.
"Wait! We can't replace Skrap-It offhandedly. "
"Why not?" D-Stroy looked sharply at D-Structs. "He's even more useless than before and more worthless than worthless. We've got better things to do than care us about a sordid Scraptool; there is a pack of Dinotrux out there we want to get out of our territory, can't you remind? Or what is it, brother? DON'T you want him away?"

"That's not the point", countered D-Structs. "If there's a chance that Skrap-It can resume his work again, we're gonna wait. He's maybe a fool, but all the other Scraptools have more scrap in their heads than him. And the majority don't even know how to get a bolt in its fitting hole. If we replace Scrap-It, we lose our chance to get emergency-repairs; and with Ty and his Trux in the crater, we are reliant on them."

Skrap-It pricked up his ears. "Uuuh, did I hear a compliment?"
"QUIET!" D-Structs shouted at him. "No one asked you to be part of this conversation!" "Well, kkkk, as a matter of fact, nobody asked me to be NOT a part of this conver-"D-Structs interrupted Scrap-It with an angry growl. "kkkk, never mind."

D-Stroy glared at D-Structs. "I'm gonna give your pet a few days more. But if nothing will change with his condition, I'm gonna replace him: ungently. Oh, and another thing:
if you block my way once again, little brother", D-Stroy narrowed his eyes, "the Scraptool won't be the only thing that's gonna be smashed."
Both of the T-Trux looked destructively at each other and Skrap-It could formally smell the tension between them. Fortunately, D-Stroy turned away from D-Structs and went back to the ore-station.

"Idiot! You're always making problems!" The T-Trux was still looking how D-Stroy disappeared until he threw his angry glance on Skrap-It. "Maybe I should really replace you, Scrapfool!"

But the Scraptool didn't care. He even didn't hear what D-Structs was talking about.
Skrap-It made some strange movements the T-Trux wasn't able to interpret.
"What are you doing?"
"Kkkk, I'm trying to stand up as you can see, but that doesn't really work."
Skrap-It attempted to hold his balance a second time; but his legs started to buckle every time he got up.

D-Structs watched Skrap-It while the small Tool tried to hold his equipoise. But it was hopeless. Every try to stand up ended with saying hello to the dirt again.
The little Tool appeared so helpless, that even the giant T-Trux felt a little… pity?
D-Structs shook his head. No, that was impossible; a T-Trux never felt pity, this was an act of weakness.

"So, kkkk, WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO? I'VE GOT NOT THE SLIGHTEST IDEA!" The fear was written into the Scraptools eyes. "WHAT IF WE'LL NEVER FIND A SOLUTION? I, kkkk, I-"
"SILENCE! I can't think when you're always blaring, Scraphead."
D-Structs fixed the ground with his eyes. He tried to figure out something helpful, but there wasn't anything in his mind.
D-Structs growled angry. He hated the feeling of emptiness in his head; it made him feel inferior.

"I see, kkkk, you have also no idea." Skarp-It tried to hide his nervousness. "Maybe… my hind legs aren't numb yet and perhaps it will stay, kkkk, like this and tomorrow, I can feel the other two legs again!" The Tool realised that his own words weren't really convincing to him. This made him even more nervous… and more nervous…

"Soooooo, kkkk, lets change the subject! About what you said to D-Stroy befo-" He couldn't end his sentence. The T-Trux threw the Scraptool into the cave and Skrap-it hit the cold floor once again.
"Ah, why can't he be quiet for once", mumbled D-Structs. Then he rolled into the lair too. Actually, he wanted to search for ore, but D-Structs was tired for some reason and he decided to look only the next day for some food.

Finally! Has been a long time since I've uploaded the last chapter…
This chapter is really short. AND: I'M SO, SO SORRY FOR MISTAKES!
I hope that the next chapter will be finished a little earlier than this one XD

(Dinotrux belongs to DreamWorks)