"Excuse me!" Pangaea yelled. Having clambered up a nearby tree, he crawled out onto an overhanging branch, and dropped down once more onto Mr. Threehorn's head. This time he braced his feet against the top of Mr. Threehorn's snout, wrapped his tail around his nose horn, gripped both brow horns with both hands, and brought his face as close to Mr. Threehorn's eyes as his flexible neck would allow.
"Don't throw me off this time, bub," he warned, "Not until I've said what I have to sayópardon me for sounding like Ruby." Pangaea spoke as fast as he could, hoping to get out everything he had to say before he could be interrupted again.
"Now, listen. I hope I'm not interrupting anything here. If I am, I'm terribly sorry. I don't mean to be rude, but I hate being left out of things."
He pointed at Pterano. "That's Pterano, isn't it? The guy who was banished for five cold times? Well, I don't know how long it's been since then, but nobody else here seems to have a problem with him being around. Why should you? From what I've heard about Pterano, he's really an okay guy. A little misguided, maybe, but he saved Ducky, didn't he? No offense, but you just almost squashed her in your little rampage. Not intentionally, I'm sure, but ya oughta be more careful."
"As for..." Pangaea quickly turned his head to look at Amy. "I'm sorry; I didn't catch your name."
He turned back to Mr. Threehorn. "...you've got even less reason to throw her out! Or anyone else here, for that matter! Seriously, who are you to say who can stay in the valley and who can't? Aren't the decisions around here supposed to be made by a group? Because you're outnumbered here, ya know. Even your own daughter disagrees with you!"
"Anyway, I hate putting myself in the center of attention here, and I'm reasonably sure you're gonna make me regret all this later, but I just wanted to share my opinion, and not much has stopped me from doing that before."
At that point, Pangaea let go of Mr. Threehorn's horns, and dropped to the ground, where he turned to address everyone else who was present.
"Oh, and by the way," he said, "for those of you who didn't hear me before, I'm Pangaea, from the GOF. Ya know, the nutty dinosaur expert."