A year has passed. Though almost all familiar residents had died off, new ones came into the valley. Along with these changes, friends and family had grown old. New babies and old dinosaurs made the community. The old just wished for the new to grow up safe and healthy for the several of their generations. Hence, the circle of life had continued, prolonging the stay of these great beasts: the dinosaurs.

Among in the valley, familiar faces have remained. Ducky has found a potential mate of her own. Petrie, no longer scared, has finally returned from his trip to a canyon of flyers and brought news that a female flyer promised to come over after the rainy season has passed. Cera has mated and now she and her new mate watches over the eggs, hoping their family would expand soon. Sadly, Spike is preparing for his leave in two days. A herd of spiketails had arrived yesterday and convinced him today to join them. Spike had always wanted to explore and see parts of the Mysterious Beyond he hasn't explored. Maybe, one day, he would return to tell what he saw. Rhett and Mady had decided to stay as Jett and Janet returned to Green Valley. Mady had been impressed by the Great Valley and told Rhett she wanted to stay. Rhett agreed. They became mates and had two kids: a brown longneck and a dark green longneck. Their two longneck children, of course, are best friends with Littlefoot and Ali's children. Littlefoot and Ali's children are only a few weeks older and all are different: a purplish longneck with green eyes, a gray-bluish longneck with blue eyes, and a light brown longneck with brown eyes. Their names respectfully are Pearl, Aquino, and Tierro.

Littlefoot and Ali had thought they faced all their challenges, but nothing compared to parenting. Like his father, Tierro was the adventurous type, always convincing the other longnecks to go with him as they explore the valley and its outskirts. Pearl was the voice of reason, but she was always interrupted or persuaded by the forceful and mischievous Aquino. Littlefoot had apologized for their children leading the two children of Rhett, Nick and Jasper, into the Mysterious Beyond, but after multiple incidents, the habit faded away.

Luckily, today was one of the few days that the kids didn't wander off into danger. As a reward, Littlefoot decided to tell a story. Littlefoot's kids had not only befriended Rhett's kids, but they were friends with two swimmers and a flyer. Soon, Cera's kids will be part of the group.

They gathered around a smoking crack in the earth. Littlefoot stood on one side as the children were on the other side. It was the same spot Grandpa Longneck told stories before bedtime, and now Littlefoot continued his legacy of storytelling. He faced the kids, smiling.

"So, kids, what story do you want to hear?"

The kids faced each other, discussing what appeared to be in telepathy on what story. After a few nods, they looked up at Littlefoot. Tierro spoke for the group.

"Mother always said you and her shared a grand adventure."

Littlefoot tried to remember.

"Every adventure your mother is a part off is a grand adventure. But I think you are referring to the journey to the Valley of Mists."

Aquino shook his head.

"Not that one. Mom told us that one as a goodnight story."

"...When?"

"Remember when you were so tired from saving us from those two big sharpteeth? You had already fallen asleep so Mother entertained us with a story to help us fall asleep. I guess you were tired."

Littlefoot cleared his throat, shrugging off the idea.

"Okay, so which story do you want to hear?"

"The one you and Mom shared before we were born," said Pearl. "I want to know how you and Mom got together and became Mom and Dad."

Littlefoot blushed.

"Oh, that one. Well, no. How about another story?"

"Okay," began Aquino. "How do threehorns make so many eggs?"

"Uh... Alright. I'll tell the story about me and your mother."

Littlefoot thought how to exclude how he almost died and came back without knowing himself…and of course, the intimate relationship between him and Ali.

"Well, I left Green Valley before your mother did. One of my friends, a flyer by the name of Petrie, came with urgent news. They said that there was no water in the valley. I couldn't leave them without any water. So, I went out all by myself."

"By yourself?" questioned Penny, a greenish swimmer and a twin of her sister Yesenia.

"Why didn't you tell Mom?" asked Pearl. "Was she mad?"

Littlefoot nodded.

"Yes, but for a different reason. You see-"

"Littlefoot."

Littlefoot lifted his head and saw Ali walking his way. He smiled.

"Oh, hi Dear."

She smiled.

"I see your telling stories."

"Littlefoot nodded.

"Mom."

Ali looked towards her daughter who called her.

"Yes, Pearl?"

"Why didn't you go with Dad when he left Green Valley?"

Ali raised her head towards Littlefoot.

"Littlefoot, what story are you telling them about?"

"Well…um…" stuttered Littlefoot. "W-well, you k-know about the adventure I had, and then you, Janet, and Rhett followed?"

"So our mom and dad are also in the story?" wondered Nick. "How cool."

"Mr. Longneck?" came the voice of Suave, the pink female flyer. "Was my parents part of the story too?"

Ali narrowed her eyes. Littlefoot nervously smiled.

"Don't be mad."

"I'm not, but you do know the details of that story?"

"It was either this story or how threehorns make eggs."

Ali sighed.

"It's getting late. Time for little ones to go to bed."

"Aw!" chorused the children.

"But Mom, can't we finish the story first?"

"No, Pearl. Besides, I need to speak with your father."

"Alright," said Tierro. "C'mon guys."

The children got up and left. Out of range from their parents' hearing, Aquino pointed out something.

"Hopefully Mom leaves Dad in one piece. I still want him to tell me the secret on how threehorns make eggs."

Back with Ali and Littlefoot, the small dispute began.

"Littlefoot, you know that story is not for the kids. Besides, I have always wanted to keep it personal to us."

"Well, I let them choose, and they wanted that one. I was going to tone it down to their level."

Ali heaved heavily.

"Still. Just tell those other stories you have and don't let them choose."

"Alright. It's just that, you have to admit, it is a good story."

"They are too young for that, Littlefoot."

Ali turned around and started walking towards the nest. Littlefoot walked beside her.

"Then what do you suggest?"

"Mm… How about the Lone Dinosaur?"

"Told that one."

"The story on how longnecks got long necks?"

"Told it."

"The journey to the Valley of Mists?"

"You told that one."

Ali looked confused.

"No, I didn't."

"But-uh… I thought you did."

"Who told you that?"

Littlefoot looked forward and mumbled.

"Someone who's in trouble for lying."

"What was that?" asked Ali.

Littlefoot faced his mate.

"Nothing, but yeah, I'll tell them about that one tomorrow. I just have to remember to tell it sooner."

Littlefoot sighed.

"Why didn't anyone tell us parenting was hard?"

"Well, it's not easy, Littlefoot. I guess we know how our parents must have felt when we were kids."

"Yeah," slightly smiled Littlefoot. "It just can get frustrating at times."

"I know, but remember what we have always said?"

Littlefoot grinned.

"We will get through this together. I remember."

Ali rested her head against his head as they continued to walk.

"But you know something? Though it's hard, I wouldn't want it any other way."

Littlefoot thought about. He nodded and sighed.

"Just wished our kids were a little more discipline."

"Don't worry. They'll grow up into fine adults. After all, they have two parents that love them, and both of them love each other."

"Yes," Littlefoot said sincerely.

They arrived to their sleeping spot behind some trees to see the kids had already fallen asleep. The warm wind had probably helped them fall asleep faster. Littlefoot smirked.

"Guess no bedtime story was needed."

Ali left Littlefoot's side to join her kids. She lied down on her belly near the large nest the kids slept in. She looked back to face Littlefoot.

"Come, Dear."

Littlefoot stood for a moment, looking what was before him. His family, a thing Littlefoot longed for, was in front of him. If only his father was alive to see this… Ali was right. He wouldn't want it any other way.

Littlefoot nodded and sat down next to Ali. He lowered his head towards Ali's head and nuzzled it.

"Ali?"

"Mm…" responded Ali with her eyes closed.

"I wouldn't want it any other way either. Goodnight, Love."

"Goodnight, Dear."

Littlefoot rested his head on the ground near Ali, and the two longnecks faded to sleep. They didn't know what the future held. They didn't even know what would happen tomorrow, but they knew nothing would bring them done. They would embrace the future, with their love, together.