Breezing past the congregation of threehorns, Petrie could not help but overhear about what had happened to Mr. Threehorn. Petrie snickered to himself as he met up with his friends. As soon as he landed, he took one look at Cera and began to laugh hard.
"What's so funny?" asked Cera.
"Hahaha! Cera dad has sore family shiny stones! Hahaha!" Petrie laughed.
"That is not funny, no no no. Poor Mr. Threehorn. Who did it?" asked Ducky.
"Tria!" Petrie snorted as he continued to crack up. Littlefoot, Ducky, and Spike looked at Petrie in disbelief, and Tricia was naturally unaware of what was going on. As much as her father probably deserved it, Cera still got pissed.
"Oh, yeah?! Keep laughing about it, and you'll have broken family shiny stones before you even grow up!" Cera screamed in Petrie's face. Petrie gulped in fear and shut up.
"She has a point, Petrie," said Littlefoot. "Whatever caused it, they must have had quite a disagreement." The others nodded in agreement with Littlefoot.
"Well, now that that's settled, let's play Tag! You're it!" Cera said before she quickly tapped Littlefoot then sped off.
"Hey! No fair! I'm gonna get you!" Littlefoot laughed as he sped after Cera while the others kept a distance away.