March 14, 2016 at 2:24 pm #365
CHAPTER THIRTY: PTERO’S INDECISION
Ptero wondered what to do. If he stayed here, his mother would be furious. He didn’t think that she’d like to live with Flatteeth. Or, perhaps she would, but only as food. He decided to bring up his fears to the others.
“I’m not sure what to do about my Mother. She seems to not like Flatteeth. She says that there is only one good place for Flatteeth.” said Ptero.
“The Great Valley?” asked Cera.
“Our stomachs.” answered Ptero grimly.
“Ecccch!” said the others, minus Spike, who just grimaced.
“You don’t feel that way, do you Ptero?” asked Littlefoot.
“I used to. I used to cheer every time that Mother brought me a Flattooth to eat, knowing that there was one less Flattooth in the world. I hated them so because they had taken my Father from me. But you guys are different and taught me how to forgive.” replied Ptero.
The others were wondering to do about Ptero’s situation. Cera, meanwhile, was worried. She feared that Ptero could turn on them at any moment. The way he could fly, he could overwhelm them easily. She mistrusted Ptero.
“I still don’t trust him.” she whispered to Littlefoot.
“I do and he’s staying.” whispered Littlefoot back, glaring at her.
“I don’t know why you’re so worried, Ptero. We let Chomper stay here until Red Claw was gone and he could go back home safely. As long as you and your mother don’t try and eat anyone, it should be all right.” said Littlefoot.
“What it like having to hunt?” Petrie asked Ptero. Ptero found this an odd question, one that he didn’t think that a Flattooth would ask.
“It’s very sad. Knowing that in order for you to live, something has to die. I’ve cried many times doing it. I wish I didn’t have to anymore. But Mom says that I must do it to please Dad and that I’m supposed to lead the pack. My whole life has been planned by my Mother.” said Ptero.
“And I thought I had it bad!” said Cera, feeling sorry for Ptero.
“The look that creatures give you, knowing you’re about to get them, it haunts you.” Ptero continued.
Littlefoot said nothing. He could get leaves and things like that. He’d never had to go through something like that and never would. He wondered if that was how Chomper felt. He resolved to treat Sharpteeth better in the future. He’d only heard the Leaf Eater side all his life. Now he knew how the other half lived.
Ptero decided that it would be a good idea to go see his mother. Perhaps he could talk her into living here. It seemed that maybe now his life could be better here. The whole pack might be able to come, as long as they ate fish and mammals and didn’t try and eat the Combined Herd. Indeed, he could still lead the pack and could eat green when he got sick of hunting and needed a break.
“I’m going to go talk to my Mother. I’m going to try and convince her to let me stay.” said Ptero.
“How do we know you aren’t planning to lead her here and get us eaten?” asked Cera.
Littlefoot glared angrily at her. “Cera!” he snapped.
“No, I don’t want to hurt you. Had it been when I first met you, I would have led you into an ambush. But now, I don’t want you to get hurt. Petrie, your mother, who is such a wonderful dinosaur, and I wish she were my mother, is going to go tomorrow to my Mother. Mother and the pack will eat her and Pterano if she goes. I’m going tonight to Mother. I’m going to try and get her to stay here and be a nice Sharptooth.” said Ptero.
“Hope it goes well. We’d love to have you here.” said Littlefoot. Ptero left to go see Agatha.March 14, 2016 at 2:24 pm #366
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE: PTERO RETURNS TO AGATHA
Ptero went looking for his mother. He was soon able to find her. She turned to stare at him.
“Ahhh, Ptero. How did it go?” she asked sweetly.
“They like me. They are good after all. You were wrong.” said Ptero.
“What?!” said Agatha in shock.
“You were wrong. They are nice Flatteeth!” said Ptero excitedly.
“There are no nice Flatteeth! It’s time to come home Ptero!” said Agatha.
“But…..” protested Ptero.
“Listen to mother!” snapped Agatha.
The pack looked at poor Ptero. They felt sorry for him. The boy really looks dejected. All he wanted to do was make friends. said a Sharp Beak, shaking his head.
He’d make a better leader than Agatha. whispered another.
I wanted him to be happy. He’s not happy with his life. I’d hoped that he’d find happiness away from her. whispered yet another.
Meanwhile, Littlefoot and the others were wondering about Ptero. “Perhaps we should go and see him.” suggested Petrie.
“But what about his mother? You heard what Ptero says she thinks of Leaf Eaters.” said Cera skeptically. They nodded.
“Well…..we can go to her and show that there are nice Leaf Eaters. Then maybe she will have a change of heart.” suggested Littlefoot.
“Or a nice big meal!” Cera countered.
“We will have to risk it.” said Littlefoot.
“If we encounter his mother, we might come across the whole pack. Great way to die young.” Cera countered.
The group shuddered. “I hadn’t thought of that. But Ptero needs us.” said Littlefoot.
“What do you think Spike?” Cera asked. Spike shrugged. He found some Tree Stars and started eating them. “Spike, we’re having a discussion! You should pay attention!” Cera snapped angrily. Spike stuck his tongue out at her. There was some chewed up food on his tongue. “Gross!” said Cera in disgust.
“We need to find Ptero.” said Littlefoot. They set out looking for him.
Meanwhile, Ptero and the others started to move. They headed toward the Great Wall. Ptero moved slowly, for he didn’t want to leave the Great Valley. It still felt like home. He had so many Tree Stars and other nice things to eat. He was getting over his urge to eat meat too. But now it seemed impossible.
“Now Ptero, I’m going to train you to be as great as me. You’ll be able to bring down prey without them seeing. You’ll be a better hunter than me by the time it’s time for you to take over the pack I believe.” said Agatha, smiling.
“Yes Mother.” said Ptero. He didn’t want to hunt, but it seemed his life now. He was a Sharptooth after all. He’d seen the world.
“Mom, I want to stay!” he pleaded.
“No, your father would be very disappointed in your behavior Ptero. Come with me and come back to what we wanted for you.” said Agatha.
“Did he want that or is it just you?” asked Ptero angrily.
“Silence boy! Listen to your mother! Don’t make me have to apply force!” she snapped.
They climbed up the Great Wall. They approached the top of the Great Wall. Ptero looked back. He wanted one last look at the Great Valley. “Come on Ptero.” said Agatha. She was furious at how close the Flatteeth had come to ruining her plans of dominating Ptero’s life and keeping up her dynasty. She wanted Ptero out of there as fast as Congress to spend money on wasteful projects.
Ptero was about to take flight. However, he heard voices calling to him. “Ptero, don’t go. Please!” Ptero turned. Littlefoot and his friends called out to him. Ptero hung back. Agatha stared at the Flatteeth. Her anger was rising. Not now. Not that she was so close to victory.March 14, 2016 at 2:26 pm #367
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO: AGATHA EXPOSED
“Who are they Ptero?” asked Agatha.
“My Flattooth friends. I want to stay with them.” said Ptero.
“Come Ptero!” said Agatha firmly.
“But they are my friends!” protested Ptero. “I want to stay.”
“Flatteeth don’t have friends.” replied Agatha coldly.
The kids looked at Agatha and her pack. Their eyes widened. They noticed with horror that her pack was looking at them and some were licking their lips.
“Mother, please tell the pack not to hurt them!” Ptero begged. Agatha smirked and held up a hand. Her pack backed off. She would be nice to the Flatteeth…for now.
“Hello children. Yes, I’m Ptero’s mother. I’ll be taking him away so he won’t be bothering you anymore.” she said kindly.
“He’s no trouble. We’re glad to like him and hope he’ll stay.” said Littlefoot. Agatha’s scary claws and fangs unnerved him, but, remembering that Chomper’s parents were scarier, he composed himself and kept calm despite his fear of Agatha and her pack.
“Silly Longneck! Don’t you realize what Sharp Beaks eat? He’s best going with us.” said Agatha.
“Me want him to stay!” begged Petrie.
“No, I’m his mother and he’s going with me. We cannot stay here! I cannot lose another family member to Flatteeth.” said Agatha the Sharp Beak Queen.
“You can stay here if you want and eat fish. You don’t have to go. You can all stay. We won’t kill you.” said Littlefoot.
“No, we’re going. Sharpteeth can only eat meat. Your kind would never want us around. I must confess, I don’t have much love for Flatteeth after what they did to my poor Sydo.” said Agatha.
“Don’t blame all of us for a few bad ones did!” snapped Cera. Agatha snarled at Cera, who backed away in fright.
“I have a right to my opinions! Ptero will not be associating with your group anymore.” said Agatha.
“What?!” said Ptero angrily.
“Silence boy! Listen to mother!” shouted Agatha at him. “Our kind only eat meat and yours only plants. We’d never work out together. “ she said to the kids. Now, get our wayward boy and let’s go back home and get this mess finally over with. Agatha commanded her pack.
“But Ptero eat Tree Stars. Our friend Chomper never could eat Tree Stars. How that possible?” Petrie asked.
Ptero gasped too. It had never occurred to him. He knew that Agatha and her pack couldn’t stand green food. How could he?
“Mother, how can I eat Tree Stars if I’m a Sharptooth? You’ve always said ‘Sharpteeth eat meat, not this yucky green stuff.’ Why do I eat green? How can I eat green but none of you can stand it?” Ptero asked.
Agatha was really nervous now and glared angrily at Petrie. “Ptero, dear, it’s a really dumb habit of yours. You’ll outgrow it.” said Agatha gently but nervously.
“No, I don’t think so. Dad ate Tree Stars too. I remember. Also, now that I think of it, Dad didn’t look like you guys. He looked more like…” said Ptero. He stared at Petrie. He’d caught images of his own reflection before. He knew that he looked differently from the other Sharp Beaks. He actually looked closer to Petrie’s appearance. But then…
“I’m part Flattooth! I’m a Flyer!” Ptero gasped. “Dad was a Flattooth! That’s why he gave me Tree Stars! That’s why I can stand them and the rest of you can’t! That’s why I hate hunting!” he said, excitement flowing through him. Littlefoot and the other Leaf Eaters cheered. Ptero turned to Agatha and her pack, aghast at their deception. Why didn’t any of you guys tell me? he demanded.
Queen Agatha forbade us. said a Sharp Beak. Agatha glared at him. However, the damage was done.
Why were you keeping this from me? Unless…unless…Dad knew who killed him. Dad called whoever did it a traitor! What if it’s one of the pack? said Ptero in alarm.
You said that Sydo was killed by Flatteeth Agatha! said a Sharp Beak, shaking her head.
I did. said Agatha the Sharp Beak Queen.
“Then why keep a secret?” asked Ptero.
“Because I didn’t want you to know that Sydo had been killed by his own kind as I thought it would shock you. Sydo was one of the few good ones. The rest are bad.” Agatha told Ptero.
“Well, I can see that these Flatteeth are good, just like Dad. I think we should stay here.” Ptero argued.
“No! You are coming with!” snapped Agatha, reaching out to grab Ptero. Ptero moved aside. “How dare you defy me you little brat!” she snapped.
“Leave him alone!” shouted Cera.
“Be quiet Threehorn!” shouted Agatha.
“Not this time. I’m not listening to mother this time! I’m not going back to be the pack leader. I’m going to live as a Flattooth. You won’t bully me again!” shouted Ptero defiantly.
Agatha seethed. She had hoped not to have to apply pressure to Ptero. However, he’d crossed the line. Nobody defied her. Not even him.
She moved her wing and pointed at Littlefoot and his friends. Too late, they realized what was going on. They were soon surrounded. They looked at the Sharp Beaks, fear in their eyes.
Petrie tried to fly off, but he was knocked back down by two Sharp Beaks. “I am afraid Littlefoot. I am. I am.” said Ducky in fright.
“What are you doing?!” said Ptero in horror to his mother.
“Oh, I think you’ll be going with me Ptero. They are in my way of you leading the pack, just like your father was. He wanted to take you away from me. I did what I had to.” said Agatha.
“What did you do to him?” said Ptero angrily.
“I well, I unrestrained my nature.” she said, snapping her beak and grinning evilly. All of the Leaf Eaters plus Ptero gasped.
She killed my Father! It was her! yelled Ptero to the pack. They gasped at this revelation.
Agatha, how could you?! gasped several in her pack.
I’m the Queen! I’m in charge here! The leadership of the pack will stay in my family! Sydo forced my hand! shouted Agatha, glaring at them.
“Murderer! I’ll never go with you now! Somebody else can lead your pack! You killed my Father! You’ve really hurt me all of these cold times and lied to me!” said Ptero angrily, his eyes glaring angrily at Agatha.
He moved toward her, his talons stretched out. He felt an urge for revenge. He wanted to get the vengeance he’d waited many cold times for.
“Ah, Ptero, going to kill me now?” asked Agatha.
“Yes! I will!” Ptero said. He moved closer, ready to kill her.
“Yes, Ptero, do it. Become the new leader. Give in to your nature. You will make a great Sharptooth. I got what I wanted!” laughed Agatha. Ptero changed his mind.
“I’d like to kill you. But I’ve learned mercy from Littlefoot. I won’t let you turn me into a monster too. And I won’t kill family. Go and don’t come back Mother!” said Ptero, lowering his talons away from her. I will let her go, but I’m going to banish her from the pack. Ptero proclaimed. The pack was astonished by the mercy of Ptero.
Agatha was furious at Ptero’s actions. “This is all your fault Sydo! You turned him against me!” she shouted.
“No, you did that on your own!” shouted Ptero, his red eyes glaring into hers.
“Silly boy, I’m still the Queen. You cannot banish me!” she laughed coldly. She turned angrily to Ptero. “I think you will come with me.” she said smugly. “I might not be able to make you come back. But I can hurt your Flattooth friends here and send them off to go join daddy!” said Agatha. “Let’s see, which one of these five Flatteeth should we eat first? How about the Swimmer girl?” said Agatha, a look of glee on her face. Ducky turned pale white. “How about the Flyer boy? I think he’d taste great.” said Agatha. Petrie shook in fright. “How about the Threehorn? She looks tasty.” said Agatha. Cera’s eyes widened in fright. “How about the Spiketail? There’s enough meat on him to last quite a while.” said Agatha. Spike shook now and buried his head in the ground, too nervous to look. “Or perhaps the Longneck. He will feed the pack quite well.” said Agatha. Littlefoot shook in fright now.
“No, wait. Don’t. Leave them alone and I’ll come quietly.” said Ptero in resignation.
“Very well Ptero. I’ll leave these five stupid Flatteeth alone and you’ll come with me.” said Agatha smugly.
“They’re not stupid! They’re very nice!” shouted Ptero.
“Whatever!” said Agatha in annoyance. “So, will you come with me and then I’ll leave the Flatteeth alone?” asked Agatha.
“Yes Mother.” said Ptero glumly.
“Ptero no!” his four new friends all cried.
“If I don’t go, you’ll die.” he said.
“Me’d rather die than leave you miserable.” said Petrie.
Ptero was warmed by the kindness the Leaf Eaters, Leaf Eaters like himself, had shown him. However, he was willing to go with his wicked mother so that they could live.
Meanwhile, the Bright Circle went down. “Where could they be?” asked Grandpa Longneck.
“No idea. Haven’t seen them in hours.” said Topps.
“I’m getting worried.” said Papa Swimmer.
“Look, Sharp Beaks on the Great Wall! And our kids are there too!” said Mama Flyer.
“We must go and save them!” said Pterano. They all took off toward the Great Wall.
Meanwhile, Ptero was about to leave. Suddenly, Littlefoot, who felt that he had to act for the best, threw himself at Agatha, knocking her over. “Go. Run guys! Go! Save yourselves!” he cried. The others all moved away.
Agatha broke free. She glared angrily at Littlefoot. “You’ll die first!” she said. She summoned her pack. Though mad at her for committing murder, she was still their queen. They moved down toward Littlefoot.
Littlefoot turned to run, though he knew that he was outnumbered. Agatha knocked him over with her wings. She held him down with a talon.
“My late husband got in the way of my plans Longneck. He’s no longer around. You’re going to join him! Say bye bye Flattooth!” laughed Agatha. She began to sharpen her other talon on a rock. It sure looked bad!March 14, 2016 at 2:26 pm #368
CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE: SHOWDOWN
“Littlefoot!” cried Littlefoot’s friends. They all rushed at the Sharp Beaks to try and save Littlefoot. Ptero flew at the Sharp Beaks, pushing them back.
“I haven’t had Longneck in a while.” said Agatha, licking her lips. She opened her beak, her teeth bared, ready to strike. She moved at Littlefoot. She suddenly halted. “What in the world?” said Agatha angrily. She turned and saw that Petrie had grabbed onto her. “Aha, you. Ptero’s little Flyer friend.” she said. She swung her wings and sent Petrie flying through the air. He landed against a rock. Petrie moaned, winded. “You should have known better than to cross a Sharp Beak boy!” laughed Agatha.
“Not Petrie!” yelled Ptero. He grabbed a rock and hurled it at Agatha. It missed her, but conked another Sharp Beak in the head, knocking him out of the air. Agatha turned to glare angrily at Ptero.
“Just like your father!” she said angrily.
“Glad to hear it!” retorted Ptero proudly.
The pack was taking aim at Ducky. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!” Ducky screamed in a high pitched voice. She ran. A Sharp Beak flew past, his talons outstretched. She jumped aside as two more came at her. The two missed and collided. However, more were coming. She was terrified.
Agatha turned back toward Littlefoot. “Ah yes, dinner!” she laughed.
“Mother stop!” shouted Ptero.
“Ptero, now you will see what happens when I am crossed. If you’d stayed home like I’d told you, he’d be fine.” she laughed. Littlefoot shut his eyes. It looked like it was going to be the end of him!
Suddenly, rocks went sailing through the air. Some went at Agatha and she jumped aside, allowing Littlefoot to move away from her. “Get away from them!” The kids all turned and saw Grandpa Longneck coming. He had struck a rock at the Sharp Beaks with his tail. The other grownups came into sight.
Topps charged at the Sharp Beaks. “Get away from my daughter!” he bellowed. The Sharp Beaks scattered.
“Ptero! Petrie! Are you two all right?” asked Mama Flyer.
Spike whacked a Sharp Beak with his tail. She went sailing into the air, hitting another Sharp Beak and knocking him out of the air as well. The two landed on the ground.
Agatha snuck toward Ptero in the confusion. Ptero moved away just in time. “Get away from Ptero!” shouted Mama Flyer.
“Ah, dear, didn’t Ptero tell you? I’m his mother.” said Agatha. Mama Flyer gasped. “Yes, he’s been lying to you no doubt. Let me have the boy.” said Agatha, sneering.
“Ptero, you’re a Sharp Beak?” gasped Mama Flyer. Ptero nodded.
“You see, he could never be at home with you. Let him come back with me.” said Agatha.
“She killed my Father! She’s been lying to me all these cold times! She tried to kill my friends!” shouted Ptero.
“Leave the boy alone!” said Mama Flyer, her anger rising. Ptero might be a Sharp Beak, but he didn’t deserve to be sent back with his mother after she had killed his father and lied to him like that.
Papa and Mama Swimmer were aiming kicks at the Sharp Beaks. Pterano was pummeling his way through a crowd of them. Tria charged at many, causing them to scatter. Grandma and Grandpa Longneck were swinging their tails at the Sharp Beaks. Ducky’s aunt had joined in too. Agatha saw that they had the advantage on the ground. So she decided to take the fight to the air, where only Mama Flyer, Petrie, and Pterano could follow her.
She grabbed Petrie. She took to the air. She shouted at Mama Flyer “Give me my son Ptero or else the boy dies!”
“Petrie!” shouted Mama Flyer in horror.
“Get me my son!” said Agatha, indicating Ptero with a claw. Mama Flyer didn’t want to send Ptero back with his wicked mother, but she couldn’t bear to lose her Petrie. She’d already lost her mate and wasn’t going to lose her son too.
“I’m sorry Ptero.” said Mama Flyer, a tear in her eye.
Ptero had a plan. As Mama Flyer moved to hand him over to Agatha, he broke loose. He went and bit Agatha in the leg. “OUCH!” she cried. She dropped Petrie. Ptero dove and caught Petrie.
“Ha!” laughed Mama Flyer. However, she had to move aside as Agatha flew at her, her sharp talons outstretched. Pterano came to join his sister. Agatha swung her talons at Mama Flyer again, and again Mama Flyer dodged her. Mama Flyer struck Agatha with her wings. Agatha was amazed that a Flattooth could be so strong. She struck Mama Flyer back. Mama Flyer stayed in the air, despite being sore from the blow. Pterano flew at Agatha and hit her. Agatha still stayed in the air. The others below watched the fight going on in the air.
Hey, are you going to just stand there or are you going to help out? Agatha shouted angrily at her pack. They came up to help. Mama Flyer and Pterano put up a courageous fight. However, they were eventually overwhelmed and pinned down. Agatha had Mama Flyer pinned down personally. She stared at Mama Flyer, evil glinting in her eyes. “Ah, you’re the mother of Ptero’s little Flyer friend. You Flatteeth have interfered in my affairs for the last time. I haven’t eaten Flyer in a long while. This should be a real treat!” laughed Agatha, opening her beak.
“NO!” yelled Petrie. Sharp Beaks were on his tail. He moved toward his mother, hoping to save her. However, he was soon caught too.
Ptero moved at Agatha. He struck her with his talons. She let out a howl of pain. She let go of Mama Flyer. Mama Flyer broke free, charged at the Sharp Beaks who were holding Pterano, and was able to free him too and the two of them quickly freed Petrie.
Get him! shouted Agatha, indicating her son. Her pack went to go seize Ptero. Ptero, however, grabbed a tree branch and swung it at them. They were all knocked out of the air. Luckily for the pack, they landed in some trees.
“YOU!” shouted Agatha angrily. She went at Ptero herself. The two moved to the top of the Great Wall. They were now over tar pits in the Mysterious Beyond. She lunged at Ptero and pinned him against the Great Wall. She glared angrily at Ptero.
“You’re coming with me!” she snapped.
“I’m not going back with you! Never! You killed my Father! I’m staying with my friends!” shouted Ptero, trying to break free.
“Come back now Ptero! Come back with mother!” demanded Agatha.
“Petrie’s mother is my mother!” said Ptero defiantly. This remark of his pushed Agatha past the breaking point. She gave him a death glare.
“Very well then. If you won’t let the pack stay in my family and keep defying me, then I have no more use for you! I should have known all along that there was too much of Sydo in you! I’m going to send you back to your father! You’ve been such a disappointment to me Ptero! Goodbye!” she shouted angrily at him. She raised her claws, ready to kill Ptero just as she’d killed Sydo.
AGATHA STOP! shouted Phil. Agatha ignored him. She moved to strike Ptero.
“OH NO YOU DON’T!” shouted Mama Flyer. She swung a tree branch at Agatha. Agatha didn’t have time to react. She was dazed by the blow and fell. Her pack could have saved her, but they didn’t, angry at her murder of Sydo and attempted murder of Ptero. She landed in the tar pits below and perished. Ptero , worn out, started to fall too, but Mama Flyer and Phil caught him. Ptero did feel a bit sorry for his mother, but she had killed his father and had tried to kill him too. Now he was an orphan. He wondered what would become of him now.
Agatha’s pack, now leaderless, moved at the Flyers. Pterano, Petrie, and Mama Flyer were terrified. Stop! yelled Ptero. The pack halted. He was technically their new leader now. But would he go with them as the new Sharp Beak King or would he stay in the Great Valley?March 14, 2016 at 2:27 pm #369
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR: PTERO IS ADOPTED
Ptero wasn’t sure what to do. He stared at the Leaf Eaters. “I should have told you. I’m a Sharp Beak. Or part one anyway. My Dad was a Flattooth. I was afraid to tell because I thought that you’d not want me here anymore. If you don’t, I can go be with the pack as their new leader.” said Ptero.
“You are welcome here Ptero. We can see that you are a good kid and wouldn’t hurt us.” said Mama Flyer. Pterano nodded.
Ptero looked at the pack. I’m rather fond of you guys, I’ll admit it. However, my heart leads me to stay here. said Ptero.
The choice is yours kid. said Phil.
I guess this is farewell. said Ptero to the pack.
Good luck in your life kiddo. said another Sharp Beak.
You’d have made a great leader of the pack. said another Sharp Beak.
You are always welcome with us. said another Sharp Beak.
Ptero waved goodbye to the pack. He was fond of them. However, his destiny was to be in the Great Valley. The pack flew off.
“Where will I live now? I have no family left.” said Ptero.
“You can stay here with us. In our family.” said Mama Flyer. Ptero hugged her, Pterano, and Petrie.
“Your father would have been proud of your bravery today Ptero.” said Pterano.
“Yes, I think this is what he would have wanted for me.” said Ptero.
“Me glad that you part of me family now!” said Petrie.
“Me too Petrie. Me too.” said Ptero, smiling.
♪ I finally get to be me.
I finally get to be in charge of my destiny.
Wonderful horizons have spread out in front of me.
Myself I am finally allowed to be.
I can be happy and I can be free. ♪ sang Ptero.
♪ It so wonderful that being you is enough.
You no longer have life that rough. ♪ sang Petrie.
♪ It’s so great to yourself be true.
It’s so great to live your life as you. ♪ sang Petrie and Ptero, finishing the song.
“I’m glad that everyone is all right.” said Papa Swimmer.
“Yes, we’ve had quite a lot of excitement today.” said Grandpa Longneck.
“Yes, this reminds of the time that…” began Ducky’s aunt, starting to ramble. The others, minus Ptero, who didn’t yet realize how annoying she was, groaned. It was lucky that it was getting close to bedtime as she was putting them to sleep.
“Goodbye.” said Cera, leaving with her father and stepmother.
“See you tomorrow.” said Ducky. She and Spike left with Mama and Papa Swimmer.
“See you tomorrow guys. I’m glad Ptero is staying. We’re going to have so much fun together.” said Littlefoot. He left with Grandma and Grandpa Longneck.
Ptero and Petrie returned to the nest. “Petrie, tomorrow I can teach you all the flying secrets that I’ve learned from the Sharp Beaks. You might be as good as me. Well, close.” smiled Ptero.
Petrie grinned. “Me’d like that.” he said.
“And if those Large Flyers decide to bother you again, they’ll have me to deal with.” said Ptero. Petrie smiled.
The two went to bed, exhausted. Ptero had found his true family at last.
As for Ptero himself, the others would have many adventures with him. But those are other stories…
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