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« on: June 19, 2016, 05:18:20 PM »
I have returned! Here is Chapter 7! Enjoy!
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CHAPTER 7
It was morning. The sun started to rise from the rocky cliffs. I was the first one to get up from my slumber. I looked around, knowing I am still in the Great Valley. And, as usual, it looked beautiful. At day, at night, at evening, any type. The sun was shining bright. It is indeed a bright and sunny day today. "I love it when weather is like this. It's just perfect." I commented to myself.
Littlefoot’s grandparents got up next. They raised their necks off the ground. “Good morning.” I said to them.
They turned their heads to me with a smile. “Good morning, Callum.”
“Nice sunny day, eh?”
Littlefoot’s grandparents looked at me in confusion. “Sunny? What does that mean?” Grandma Longneck asked curiously.
“Apologies if I didn’t tell you this yet.” I said to them. “We say words in different ways. For example, in this time you all call it the Bright Circle, but in my time, we call it the sun. Here are a few more examples. In this time, you call it skywater, but in my time, we call it rain. You call them sweet bubbles, we call them grapes. You call it the Night Circle, we call it the moon. You get the idea.”
They were fascinated by what I said.
Littlefoot got up next. He started to yawn while waking from his sleep. “Good morning, Littlefoot.” His grandparents said to him while smiling.
Littlefoot’s eyes widened then stood up and turned his face to his grandparents. “Good morning, Grandma! Good morning, Grandpa!” he said with enthusiasm in his face and voice. He’s got a lot of energy right now.
“Hey there, little buddy.” I said to Littlefoot. He turned his head to me.
“Good morning, Callum!” he said to me with a happy tone. “Did you sleep well?”
“Yup. I slept perfectly, all thanks to the peaceful night and you all for keeping me company.” I said.
“You’re welcome.” said Littlefoot. “We all want to make sure you have a great time at the Valley.”
“And you all sure are doing a dandy good job at that. I love it!” I replied with a bit of fun in my voice.”
“Come on, you two, it’s time to find our breakfast.” Said Grandpa Longneck said. I followed the longnecks to find our breakfast with Littlefoot walking right beside me. I wonder what breakfast is going to be? I had to wait to find out.
It didn’t take too long until the longnecks stopped at a tall tree filled with green leafs which are shaped like stars. Grandpa Longneck shook the tree with his foot making the leaves fall off the tree.
Littlefoot said happily “Treestars!” Treestars, eh? Nice name for it, since it IS a star shaped leaf.
“In our time we call them leaves.”
Grandpa Longneck passed over some “treestars” to me. The longnecks then started eating the treestars.
I guess our breakfast must be treestars. For dino herbivores, eating leaves is common but humans unfortunately can’t eat leaves like these herbivores can. So I had to tell them this to let them know.
“Um... pardon me for saying this but... I can’t eat treestars.”
Littlefoot and his grandparents turn their heads to me.
“Why? Don’t you like treestars?” asked Littlefoot curiously.
“It’s because humans can’t eat leaves like you dinosaurs can. So that means I can’t eat these. Apologies if I made you all mad... if you are.”
“Why would you think we are mad? Of course we’re not.” Said Grandma Longneck smiling.
Grandpa Longneck continued, “We understand that your type can’t eat treestars and that is fine. Everyone has different tastes. But there may be something in the Valley that you could eat.”
“Well, if there is any fruit around, that would be nice. Humans can eat fruit, so yeah... if that’s ok.”
Littlefoot then smiled immediately. “Hey, Callum! Remember we said about the Sweet Bubbles that will grow on the tree ready to eat tommorow? Well, tommorow is today!”
Of course! The grapes! How did I forget? “Well, what do ya know! Why didn’t I remember that? Thanks for reminding me, Littlefoot!” I patted his head and he gave a giggle.
“Then the Sweet Bubbles or any other types of fruit can be your breakfast.” Said Grandpa Longneck smiling.
“Gotcha. I’ll wait until you’re finished eating. Then I’ll go find Sweet Bubbles.” I said to them. The longnecks continued eating their treestars. Littlefoot stopped eating again.
“Can I come with you? I could help you find the tree which has sweet bubbles.” asked Littlefoot.
“But of course. I did say I will wait until you are done. We can even meet up with your friends along the way. I’ll be right over there when you are ready to go.” I pointed to a rock.
“Thanks! I’ll be right there when I’m done!” Littlefoot said, then he continued to eat his treestar breakfast.
I went to the rock and I sat down on it, waiting for Littlefoot to finish eating. To pass the time, I hummed some tunes from 80s pop songs and music from retro games while looking at the view of the valley.
After about five minutes, Littlefoot finished his breakfast and came over.
“So, you’re ready?” I asked him.
“You bet I am! I’ll let Grandma and Grandpa know we’re going!” replied Littlefoot. He ran back to his grandparents as I followed him.
“Hi, Grandma and Grandpa! We’re ready to go play!” Littlefoot said to his grandparents.
“Alright, Littlefoot. But remember, Callum still needs his breakfast, so you’ll need to show him where the sweet bubbles are.” said Grandpa Longneck.
“I will, Grandpa.” Littlefoot replied.
“Well, Littlefoot, shall we be going?” I asked him. Not to be impatient or anything.
“Yeah! Okay, Grandma and Grandpa, see you later!” Littlefoot said.
“We’ll be back soon.” I continued.
“Have fun.” Grandma and Grandpa replied happily.
“Ok, Callum, let’s go!” Littlefoot said to me with enthusiasm in his voice.
“You got it.” I replied. We started to go find the sweet bubbles and Littlefoot’s friends. As we kept going, we chatted along the way.
“So, did you have any good sleep stories, Callum?”
“Sleep stories?”
“Yes, sleep stories. When you sleep, you have a story inside your head and it keeps going until you wake up. Is there another word for that?”
“Oh, yes, I know what you mean now. And yes, there is word for that in my time, and that word is called dreams.”
“Dreams?”
“Yes, dreams. And about your question about if I had a good one, yes. More of an action one, to be honest. My dream was about I was on a race track, racing in car, bike or jet mode against other ones. We were racing to see who finishes in first place. As I expected, I emerged victorious. What about you? What was your sleep story about?”
“I had a really happy one. We were on an island which looked like the Great Valley but much more beautiful. There was no vicious sharpteeth around. No Red Claw, Screech or Thud. There was only me and my friends. We all played together at the island through the rest of the sleep story.”
“Aww, that’s a sweet one.”
We kept going until we arrived at a tree near a pond which grapes on it. In other words, my breakfast. There were plenty of grapes on the tree. Lots and lots of ëem.
“Thanks for showing me where the grapes are, Littlefoot. Appreciate it.” I thanked him.
“You’re welcome. Will you be able to manage getting the sweet bubbles?”
“Of course. I have my foot boosters to help me fly up there.”
“Okay. While you go get the sweet bubbles, I’ll go gather my friends!”
“You go do that.”
Littlefoot then ran off to gather his friends. While he was doing that, I used my foot boosters to float up in the air to grab the grapes. I took about 20 grapes, landed gently back down on the ground, sat down and I ate the grapes. Not really filling, but hey, they are small grapes, so let it pass.
Few minutes passed, Littlefoot came back with his friends.
“Hi, Callum!” Littlefoot and his friends said to me.
“And hello to you too, kids.” I replied. “Are you all feeling much better now?”
“Oh yes, I feel much better after that nice sleep, I do, I do!” Ducky said. Spike nodded his head, showing he has been fully rested.
“I’ve been fully rested, full rested I have been! Nothing like a good sleep to help you get better after a stressful and tiring day!” said Ruby.
“Yeah, I am feeling much better too!” continued Chomper.
“Threehorns always get fully better after a night’s sleep.” Said Cera sticking her horn up in pride.
“Me all better too!” said Petrie while flying around.
“That’s good to hear. I have been fully rested as well.” I replied to them. I continued eating the grapes I held. The kids joined me by sitting down, then we started to socialize.
“Did you sleep well with Littlefoot and his grandparents?” asked Chomper.
“Yup. Slept like a tree.”
The kids started to giggle a little.
I put another grape in my mouth. “Man, these grapes are so juicy! I love them!” Words said it for me.
“Sweet Bubbles must be your favourite thing to eat, huh?” Chomper said.
“Well actually, these grapes I am holding are my breakfast. But yes, these grapes are just too good to resist.”
“You haven’t had any breakfast yet?” asked Ducky.
“No I haven’t. But now I am. These grapes are my breakfast today. Don’t worry, I will leave lots of grapes out for you all to have as well.”
“Why didn’t you have treestars for your breakfast?” asked Cera.
“Why do you ask? Do you all always have treestars to start the day?”
“Well, yes.” Replied Cera.
“I know that was a stupid question to ask, but it was just to make sure. As for your question, I can’t eat treestars (or leaves as my time says it) like you guys can.”
“Why can’t you? Are treestars bad for your type?” Ruby asked.
“Well, no. My type just can’t eat them like you all can, for some reason. You see, I am an omnivore.”
The kids looked at me puzzled. “What is an... omnivore?” asked Ducky.
“An omnivore is a mixture between herbivore and carnivore. Herbivores are plant eaters while carnivores are meat eaters.
The kids gasped. “Wait, so you’re meat eater too?” asked Petrie in a scared tone.
“Yes. But don’t worry. My type doesn’t eat dinosaur meat, if that is what you all are referring to. Dinosaur meat would be too disgusting for me to eat, anyway. I am half a meat eater. Humans need to eat meat in order to survive and get protein. Since I am an omnivore, I also eat vegetation like fruit and vegetables. Some humans are vegetarian, meaning they can survive without meat. And to be honest, I prefer vegetables more.” The kids sighed in relief while they nodded their heads, understanding what I said to them.
“Well, it’s good to see another good meat eater on our side.” Commented Cera.
“And fruit and vegetable eater as well.” I corrected her.
“Your kind is really fascinating, Callum. I could learn a lot from you, because I am interested to learn a lot from you!” said Ruby.
“Oh, please. I ain’t that special.” The kids looked at me with smiles on their faces.
“Ok... I am kind of special, because I am the only human that has transforming powers.”
“More than that. You are a hero, you are, you are!” continued Ducky as Spike nodded his head.
“I am just doing what I think is right.” I said as I finished the last grape from my hand.
We continued having the conversation. After a few minutes, Littlefoot started to stand up.
“Who’s ready to go play in the pond?” he asked.
All the kids stood up instantly and agreed.
“What about you, Callum? Do you want to come play in the pond with us?” Littlefoot asked me.
“Well, I’m not really keen on getting wet, but I’ll go in and have some fun for a change. After all, I need a break anyways. Just give me a second.” I took my shirt off. The kids were shocked.
The kids started to gasp immediately. “What did you do to your skin?” Chomper asked in a fright.
“Huh? Oh, that was not my skin. That was my t-shirt. I had to take it off because humans don’t normally wear them when going in the water. The shorts should be fine to wear though. And before you all ask, don’t worry. I’m not hurt.” I said to them.
The kids sighed in relief.
Littlefoot then said. “You had us worried there for a second, Callum. Is the pinky cream colour your true skin and the others not real skin?”
“You guessed right. This is what humans wear. We call them clothes. We wear clothes to protect our skin from temperatures and weather, hot and/or cold.”
The kids nodded their heads, understanding the words I just said.
“What about that thing you use to... trans... form?” asked Ducky, while trying to say the word correctly.
“Yep, transform. And no, the transformer suit is not clothing. Instead, it is a, said, suit. I use this to fight for justice as I already explained before.”
Again, the kids understood by nodding their heads.
“So, the transformer suit is not your skin, your clothes are not your skin, but the pinky cream colour is your skin, right?” asked Ruby, making sure she herself was correct.
“Correct. Well, now that explanation is settled, what do you all say we go play in the pond as we planned?” I said to them.
“Yeah!” replied the kids enthusiastically.
“Then let’s go!” The kids started jumping in the water as I followed them in. The kids were laughing while playing around. I was having lots of fun. I know I am not a kid anymore, but I couldn’t help but enjoy this. In my eyes, I always say I’m still kid no matter what.
Just then, someone splashed me. “Hey! Who did that? I want names!” I said with some fun in my voice while laughing. I started to turn around to find out who splashed me.
It was Littlefoot, Cera, Chomper and Ruby who did that. "Oop, we made him mad now." said Cera.
“Bet you can’t catch us!” said Chomper, as they ran off while laughing.
“Oh, it’s on now! I’m coming for you!” I laughed and I started to chase them.
We kept playing in the pond, enjoying ourselves and having fun.