Little foot and his friends started to head out to look for Petrie and that girl reddish-brown flyer. Following closed behind them were Hyp and his gang.
"I hope Petrie hasn't gone far." Cera said.
"I wonder why he took off for? What does that girl flyer want him for?" Duckie wondered.
Ruby looked concerned.
"Probaby nothing," Little foot answered a little worried. I hoped they aren't twitter patted." He muttered to himself out loud.
"Twitter pated? What is that?" Cera asked.
"I don't know. I just came out." Little foot only could answered.
"Look, there they are." Spike called out.
"Where Spike, I don't see them?" Duckie asked.
"Over there! " Spike replied. Everyone looked including the bullies.
"What are they doing?" Hyp asked.
"They are flying around in circles." Nod said.
"Why?" Mutt wondered.
Indeed, Petrie and the girl reddish-brown flyer were flying around each other in circles rising higher and higher. They were not noticing the other young ones approaching them anymore than the young ones noticed Mister Thick nose approaching them from behind. Petrie and the little girl flyer were sighing as they flew around each other. They were flying all around.
"Huh, what happened with them, huh, Hyp?" Nod asked.
"Why are they acting that way?" Cera looked confused.
"Don't you know?" Mister Thick nose asked from behind them. This startled the young ones. They jumped with fright and some gasped.
"Hey, what the big idea sneaking up on us like that?" Cera demanded.
"I am sorry I thought you heard me coming." Mister Thick nose apologized. "You do know why Petrie and that pretty young flyer are acting that way, don't you?
"No, why?" Spike asked.
Mister Thick nose whispered to the young ones. "There are twitter patted !"
"There are what?" exclaimed Ruby in horror.
"Oh dear, they are twitter patted. Oh, how awful! Poor Petrie!" Duckie gasped.
"Twitter what?" Hyp said.
"What's that?" Mutt looked Hyp and then at Nod.
"Oh no, they are twitter patted." Little foot said sadly with his head lower.
"It's that word, again. Twitter patted. Would someone please kindly telling me what that is?" Cera snapped.
"They are in love, Cera." Daddy Three horn remarked, "It happens sometimes."
"What? Petrie in love with ,,, that flyer? He barely knows that flyer?" Cera exclaimed.
"It happens to herb eaters that are not developed mind wise as three horns are." Daddy Three horns told Cera.
"Oh, I didn't know that." Cera said.
"Yes, as I was saying. Everybody gets twitter pated in the springtime." Mister Thick nose continued on.
"No?" Little foot remarked. "It can't be."
"Yes, You don't believe it, do you?" Mister Thick nose questioned Little foot who moved his head side to side.
"I will give you an example." Mister Thick nose explained. Little foot couldn't believe what he was hearing from Mister Thick nose. He was hearing the same thing that he heard old friend Owl said with Bambi and his friends a moment ago in his vision.
"No, it couldn't be happening again." Little foot thought.
"You are walking along, minding your own business," He started to walking around a tree stump. "You are looking to left." He moved his head rapidly to left. "Then to the right," He moved his head to the right. "Then all of sudden," He put his foot next to the tree stump as his face looked startled. "You run smack into a pretty face." His eyes bulged glaring. He jumped up surprised. "Whoa!"
This scared Spike enough that he jumped in fright. The others looked at him annoyed so he frowned sadly.
"Pretty? I suppose some herb eaters would consider something pretty for their own kind? I wouldn't considered some of Great Valley dwellers to be at all pretty, but rather ugly if you come to thinking about." Daddy Three horns reacted.
"Do you mind?" Mister Thick nose went on. "Then you get weak in the knees." Mister Thick nose trembled with his whole body. "Your head is in a whirl!" Mister Thick nose tried whirled his head around. "Then you feel light as a feather." Mister Thick nose started to prance around pretending to walk on air. "Before you know it, you start walking on air." The young dinosaurs watched intently terrified."Then you know what, you are knot for a loop." Mister Thick nose started to move his head and body around a few times. The young dinosaurs watched still intently scared. "You completely lose your head." The young dinosaurs looked terrified.
"Oh no!" Spike cried, "Gosh, that is awful."
"Yes," Little foot agreed,"Terrible," Little foot sighed as though he was repeating something he heard before.
"That isn't all." Mister Thick nose said strolling away and then suddenly turning back to them. "It can happened to anybody." He crept towards them. "So you better be careful." He warned the young dinosaurs. "It could happened to you." He looked directly at Little foot. "And you," He pointed at Spike. "And ," Owl was looking for Chomper. " Where is Chomper?"
"He isn't here." Little foot replied grateful that his old friend wasn't there hearing all of this.
"Yes, it could even happened to him." Mister Thick nose answered.
"Over exaggerating a bit, aren't you?" Daddy Three horn commented.
"Nonsense, they have to learn about it one way or another." Mister Thick nose replied.
"Well, it is not going to happen to me." Spike said defiantly as he looked at them.
"Me either?" Little foot said just like Bambi had. He hoped in his heart that Bambi nor his friends would never get twitter patted anymore than he and the rest of his friends.
"Why would I want meet a pretty face for? I want to meet someone handsome." Duckie gasped dreamy eyed with his hands grasped.
"Why, I want to meet someone charming?" Ruby said calmly.
"I want someone tough!" Cera answered.
"That's my girl," Daddy Three horns boasted, "Only girl with sense to know who will make a good mate."
"I don't care if she is pretty. I am not pretty. I want someone who is like me." Mutt reacted suddenly.
"Huh!" Spike looked confused.
The bully trio quickly begin to sing like an old fashioned barbershop quartet minus one. "I want just to meet someone. O I wish there was a girl for me. Someone who is smart, someone who is dumb, someone who looks and thinks like me."
"Why?" Cera rolled her eyes in distress, "Oh why."
"Is this really necessary?" Daddy Three horn wondered.
"Someone who likes to spent time with me. Only no one else, but me, a girl who wants to be with me. I don't care if she is ugly. I don't care if she is old. I don't care if she sing out of tune. She will be all mine, all of the time. Oh no, there is no one to call my own." They all sang in unison.
"Are there girls like Mutt, Hyp, and Nod?" Ruby asked. "Girls who are like them."
"Oh dear, this would be awful if there are no girls in the Valley like them." Duckie remarked.
"It would be sad that they could never find girls like their kind. I don't know if I should be sorry for them or relieved." Cera announced. She looked sarcastic hopeful.
Little foot had gone off on his own like Bambi and Spike followed after quickly.
"Wait for us!" yelled Hyp.
"Yeah, what are you two in such a hurry." Mutt said.
"Yeah, why?" Nod questioned.
"Because we don't want to get twitter pated." Little foot answered back.
"Ah huh," Spike also said.
"You don't believe in all that nonsense back there, do you, Little foot?" Cera asked.
"Of course not." Little foot replied, but he did.
"Good, where are the others?" Cera turned around to look for them, but there were no where in sight.
End of Chapter eight