OK. Due to popular demand, here's chapter 2:
Befriending the unknown.
Littlefoot arrived where the “stone” landed. When Littlefoot got there, he realized it wasn’t a stone, but an interplanetary capsule.
Littlefoot: “What’s that?”
As he was approaching it, Littlefoot watched fearfully that thing in his sights. When he was closer, the capsule opened. Inside, there was a scaly-like, four-legged, long tail, long neck and dinosaur body creature, lying down. In fact, it looked sort of alike a Longneck Littlefoot-sized, but he dat two antennae on his head, his skin was blue and had a mark in his left forelimb in the shape of the sun.
Littlefoot: “It’s a Longneck!”
Then, the alien woke up, looking Littlefoot first. He started talking in a strange tongue, Littlefoot was puzzled, since he couldn’t understand that odd language.
Littlefoot: “Sorry. I don’t understand you.”
Alien: “Oh, please accept my apologies. I didn’t expressed any thoughts about you being an earthling. Then I will be repeating myself that sentence on your tongue.”
Littlefoot: “I don’t have any clue on what’re you talking about.”
Alien: “That’s because your primitive mind is unable to understand my vocabulary. I repeat my words.”
Littlefoot: “I think I got it.”
Alien: “Do you mind? OK, as I was saying, it seems I’m not the only one left of my species.”
Littlefoot: “What do you mean?”
Alien: “Here is me, I’m [CENSORED], the last survivor of the planet Ristram VI, where a war for our survival is holding. None of us have survived, except for me, the last of the Ristram. They also know me as Wulfrus, prince and future heir to the throne of Ristram VI.
Littlefoot: “Well, I couldn’t understand that first name you said, so I’ll call you Wulfrus.”
Wulfrus: “That’s good enough for me. Everyone calls me like that anyway.”
Littlefoot: “I’m Littlefoot. Nice to meet you.”
Wulfrus: “Where am I?”
Littlefoot: “Near the Great Valley. That’s where I live. Come along, I’ll show you to my friends.”
Wulfrus: “I think they’ll see me as someone weird, being me here in your planet.”
Littlefoot: “Doesn’t matter. My friends will like you. Come.”
Wulfrus: “OK.”
Littlefoot took Wulfros to the Great Valley, where his friends were playing. They saw Littlefoot coming along with his new friend.
Littlefoot: “Guys, this is Wulfrus. He’s... uhh... How did you say you were?”
Wulfrus: “Are they your friends? But they’re not from the same species like us.”
Cera: *sarcastic* “Great! Another Longneck!”
Ducky: “It does not look harmful, Cera. No, no, no.”
Petrie: “Me think he nice.”
Wulfrus: “And you are...”
Littlefoot: “She’s Cera the Threehorn.”
Cera: “Well, don’t get used to live here, ëcause my dad will sway you away if he sees you here.”
Littlefoot: “This is Petrie, the flyer.”
Petrie: “Never mind Cera. She so angry, but her dad worser.”
Littlefoot: “She’s Ducky, the swimmer.”
Ducky: “I am glad to meet you. I am, I am.”
Littlefoot: “And he’s Spike, the Spike-tail.”
Wulfrus was awaiting Spike’s response, but he was eating some Treestars.
Wulfrus: “Is Spike mute?”
Ducky: “Well, he did not even tried to talk, but once.” *giggles*
Littlefoot: “And this is where I live, the Great Valley.”
Wulfrus: “I was contemplating the prettiness of this place since you showed me to your friends.”
Petrie: “And how it? It beautiful?”
Wulfrus: “In fact, it reminds me of my home planet.”
Cera: “Home planet? Where do you come exactly?”
Wulfrus: “I’m from Ristram VI, well, that was until the Trambok tribe invaded us. I’m the Ristram prince, and one of the few survivors from the invasion.”
Cera: “I’m sorry, I don’t know about Ristram-this and Trambok-that!”
Wulfrus: “I didn’t said that! Besides I’m a Ristram.”
Petrie: “Me thought you named Wulfrus.”
Ducky: “It does look more like a longneck to me.”
Wulfrus looks at himself and explains.
Wulfrus: “That’s because I change shape depending the place I visit. I actually am not like you.”
Littlefoot: “Leave him alone! Don’t you see he’s new around here?”
Cera: “Well, I don’t think my dad likes the idea that someone from another world hangs around with us. Besides, I don’t trust him.”
Wulfrus: “It’s OK. I can only trust your longneck friend anyway. Littlefoot, right?”
Littlefoot: “Wulfrus...”
Wulfrus: “It’s OK, Littlefoot. I’ll just return to my capsule and go back to the space.”
Littlefoot: “Don’t go away!”
Wulfrus walks away from the Great Valley, Littlefoot turns around, and he’s mad with Cera.”
Littlefoot: “Way to go, Cera!”
Cera: “But you don’t know him! What if he’s some kind of enemy?”
Littlefoot: “I don’t care whatever your father says. Wulfrus is my new friend.”
Littlefoot tries to catch up with Wulfrus, going to the Mysterious Beyond. Is Wulfrus going away from Earth? What kind of adventures await to our prehistoric buddies?
Episode 3, coming soon.
