...How many years...
A beautiful valley. A Lush valley. My home. A perfect place. Well, not quite, but the closest to perfect in this harsh world. How many years have I been away from this place, thinking I'd never see it again, that i'd end up as dinner.
...Dinner for my old friend.
Fortunately, that didn't happen. By some crazy series of events, I got dragged to a sharptooth nest, and nursed back to health. Then, I left with something I didn't really want.
"Mornin', big guy!"
Something? Sorry, I meant someone.
"Are you zoning out again? Good way to end up as dinner, ya know!"
"Like you would know, Guaro? The little dinosaur that made friends with a little sharptooth, and somehow didn't end up as dinner? You know, I've heard many hatchling stories, and that's not how they are supposed to end."
"Well, it's not how your little hatchling story should've ended, either. Remember?"
"You know you are still little enough to... you know... 'accidently' get stepped on, right?"
"You are, too, you know?"
"What? I am not! I'm a fully grown friggin longneck, see?"
Professor: "Hey guys! What's up?"
...what? That... human? I don't know this... thing. But, then why do I know that thing is a human? What is he even doing here, anyway!?"
Professor: "Littlefoot? You lost in lala again or something? hello?" *Lightly bonks Littlefoot on the head*
Guaro: "Good one!"
"Why are you here, Professor? You're... not supposed to be here, are you? I was just..."
Professor: "Well, I think I should be here. Lived here a couple years, remember? Unless the council has thier collective heads in the ground again or something."
"Why are you always talking that way?"
Professor: "I've always talked this way. Makes more sense to know who is talking right?"
Littlefoot: "I... guess so."
Professor: "See? That wasn't so hard!"
Guaro: "Both the crazy creatures keep on talking to each other. That'll definatley go places!"
Professor: " Would you shut up please. You're the perfect size, you know."
Guaro: "to step on? With those lanky, wrinkled old feet of yours?"
Professor: "Naw, I meant the perfect size to roast"
Guaro: "Whats... roast?"
Professor: "You keep you little mouth shut, and you'll never find out. Got it?"
Littlefoot: "Now that we got all that garbage out of the way, what have you been working on lately?"
Professor: "...wait a minute..."
Ducky: "What is it, Profess..."
Suddenly, The professor pulls out his gun, and shoots guaro through the head, killing him. Everyone else screams.
Littlefoot: "The hell!?"
Cera: "he's mad! Everyone, tackle him!"
Professor: "I'm mad, but not in that way!"
Ruby: "Why?"
Littlefoot: (tearing up) "...friend. He was my friend, you... you..."
Professor: "No, he wasn't a friend. Look!"
Guaro shrinks into what looks like a worm, spewing green liquid around itself.
Chomper: "So, a little crawler? Can I eat it?"
Professor: "I seriously wouldn't."
Littlefoot: "How can you think about eating my friend!?"
Chomper: "Well, Sharptooth code and all..."
Professor: "Would both of you shut up! It's not Guaro, and it's not food. It's a memory parasite! they come from other dimensions!"
Ducky: "...What?"
Professor: "Yes, the come from other dimensions. They imitate people from other dimensions... different realities. Then they pick one reality to take over!"
Littlefoot: "That doesn't make any sense, old man!"
Professor: "Yeah, doesn't make any sense, does it? That's why they're so good. They're so smart, and good at planning, and no one ever expects them."
Littlefoot: "But... I went through so much with him!. I... lived through so much with him. Getting dragged to Chomper's nest. Almost getting eaten by his family..."
Chomper: "Hey, I remember that, too! I brought you to my nest to save you! I Lived with my mate, and my son, because I was..."
Cera: "...Banished from the valley."
Chomper: "...Yeah."
Ruby: "Wait, that doesn't make any sense! You're right here, and you were only done for a few days, before I gave up looking for you, and decided to eat a fish. And then..."
Littlefoot: "You... got crushed to death..."
Chomper: "Wait. That doesn't make any sense! That couldn't have all happened! I mean, I remember it, but..."
Professor: "...it made a few mistakes. Hmm, I guess they aren't all that smart."
The Professor then pulls out his gun again, and shoots the dead worn with him high setting, turning it into a little bit of ash."
Professor: "That should be the only parasite, at least. What a relief."
Cera: "So, what do we do now?"
Professor: "Well, we just go back with our lives, and forget all this never happened. Besides, he was a dick, anyway."
An orange fastbiter with black stripes walks into the scene, handing the Professor a cup.
Professor: "Ah, My mid-morning tea. Why, thank you, Taunt!"
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Past-O-Rama: Episode 53sd-+=^&3Overflow error - Total Recall of Fanfictionsand... I didn't really write any more for it. Sorry, guys. Been procrastinating on this fun little thingy here, and never got it anywhere close to finished. Though, it could only be for April Fools, and I'd probably forget about if I kept this till next year, so... here you go, guys.
I guess... does anyone like this? I guess I could finish it if you wanna see more of it.