Ripped & Corrected By mstoll
Ton-Ton, go long!
Whoo-hoo!
Nice catch! Toss me another!
You got it, dude!
Hit it high! I'm gonna try and do a flip when I catch it this time.
Now that I gotta see.
I got it! I got it! I...
Don't got it.
Play your game someplace else.
Oops.
That's embarrassing.
No problem, we've got a repair shop.
Oh, yeah! Awesome!
Now let's go in and get that looked at.
Oh, they've already seen it. Fixed it three times this morning.
Now, hold still, Skya. This repair is a little tricky.
No problem, Waldo.
Skya! What did I tell you about holding still?
It's not my fault your clamps are cold.
What do you expect? They're made of metal.
It sure is nice having a safe and organized place to make our repairs.
"Organized"? What's this washer doing in the bolt bin?
Thanks, I was looking for that.
Got another customer for you.
Well, he will have to wait. Dozer's frill is stuck.
Not for long. I got it.
It's coming, it's coming.
Be back to dozing in no time.
You might want to let me have another look, Dozer.
Duck!
Incoming!
Hey!
Uh...
You seem to have stripped your coupling nut.
Oh, is that all?
- What does that do again? - It lets you raise and...
...lower your blade.
Now it's stuck down.
Good look for you.
We don't have any spare coupling nuts.
They are very hard to come by.
You mean I'm gonna be stuck like this?
I'm gonna get some air.
Come on, Click-Clack, is my panel fixed yet?
I'm ampin' to go rampin', dude.
Almost.
Let me give you a hand with that, Click-Clack.
Help!
Ton-Ton, stop laughing so much.
Sorry, dudes, I'm ticklish.
Scraptor!
On our way, Dozer!
Those dudes are nasty.
- Whoa! - Yeah!
Get off of there!
Hit it, before it gets a piece of me, Ty!
I said "it," not me!
Oh, no, you're not scrapping me, pal.
It's under me, isn't it?
Do not move.
I never thought I'd say this, but it's more frightening
not seeing a Scraptor than it is seeing one.
- Maybe it's gone. - Maybe it's not!
Big mistake, Scraptor dude!
Tool overboard!
Skya! Give it the hook!
All yours, Ty!
On it!
Let's scrap this Scraptor.
Can't we keep it as a pet?
Aren't the Reptools enough for you?
Hey, who you calling "'pets"?
Don't get your jaws unhinged.
I won't. My jaws don't hinge.
Is there any way to turn that thing off?
We have to get rid of it. It is calling to its pack.
We have to get it as far away as possible if we don't want more of them.
- I sure don't! - I can hook it and run.
Too risky. It'll take your hook apart in seconds.
If only we could move it.
What do you mean "if"?
I wish I could do that.
Kind of a Scraptor sandwich.
- I like it. - Dude, I gotcha.
Drive as fast and as far as you can, Ton-Ton.
You had me at "'fast."'
Whoo-hoo!
Look out! Crazy Scraptor dude on board!
And don't come back!
Uh...
He wasn't a friend of yours, was he?
Hmm. No sign of Ton-Ton.
He's been gone too long.
Maybe he went cliff-jumping on the way back.
With Scraptors on the prowl? Ton-Ton's crazy, but not that crazy.
I fear that Dozer is correct.
You guys stay at the garage in case he comes back. I'll go look for him.
I am coming with you. Two sets of eyes are better than one.
Besides, I am starting to miss that big dude.
Look, the tracks stop here.
What's that?
- A bolt. It's Ton-Ton's. - Are you sure?
I have replaced it three times. I think I would recognize it.
Huh. I wonder what happened.
There appear to be signs of a scuffle.
Multiple Scraptors, attacking as a pack.
Ton-Ton spun, parried here...
A Scraptor was smashed into the ground there...
But then they flipped him onto his back.
- And dragged him off toward those cliffs. - How do you know that?
If he was on his back, the track would look something like that.
Without this bolt, he cannot flip himself back over.
We had better get the others.
I have to admit, Ty, this is going to be very dangerous.
Hey, don't scratch the bed.
The tools just fixed it.
Okay, I'm warning you, when I get my hydraulics back,
I'm gonna flip on you dudes.
It takes this many of you to drag me in?
I'm not that heavy.
Am I?
It's kind of insulting.
Wow. If you dudes weren't so creepy, this place would be cool.
Too bad you're really creepy.
- Hey! Where are you going? - Their nests.
Whoa, dude! I didn't see you there.
Even though all of you isn't there.
Name's George.
I'm Ton-Ton.
Uh...
Okay, now I might be freaking out a little bit.
I've been here two weeks. It's not so bad.
Dude, two of your tread feet are missing.
That's one way to look at it.
I prefer to think of it as two of my tread feet are still on.
Huh. How'd you get here?
That, my upside-down friend, is a tale to tell.
I was with my herd one night,
when I decided to go off
and open myself to the universe.
I trekked across purple volcano majesties,
through amber...
Uh, I meant, how'd you get here?
- Oh. Scraptors got me. - Dude!
The same thing happened to me!
Good thing for both of us, these things don't like to scrap at night.
Afraid of the dark.
Uh...
I'll tell you a secret.
I'm kind of afraid of the dark, too.
Really? You know what the answer to that is?
Keep your eyes closed.
Dude. That's cool.
Hey, it works. Awesome.
The tracks lead in there.
Into that big, dark canyon with high walls we clearly can't get over,
filled with who knows what kind of danger?
Sounds like my kind of night.
Better let me see what we're up against.
Good idea.
That's some neck.
A little bit farther and you'll be able to hook your horns and flip me back over.
It's working.
I'm moving, I'm moving...
I'm not moving.
It was a good try, dude.
Probably couldn't have flipped me back over
without your tread foot anyway.
What is it?
Don't worry, we'll be out of here before you know it.
Oh.
That's some neck.
So what are we talking about, four, five Scraptors?
Are you kidding? It's like Scraptor Valley in there.
More fun for us!
And Ton-Ton?
I get the feeling he'll be happy to see us.
If they hurt that crazy Ankylodump, they're gonna answer to my blade!
Hold on, we need to be cautious.
The good thing is, the Scraptors are asleep.
Well, then, we better not wake them up.
Told you they were coming, George! Dudes!
Shh! Kill the lights!
I thought you were making it up, being friends with a T-Trux.
No way, dude. He's cool. They're all cool.
- Well, Dozer's a little cranky. - I heard that.
See?
Dozer. Watch the squeaking.
It ain't my fault. Talk to the Reptool.
This hive is a treasure trove of spare parts.
There's a drivetrain, bolts and...
Look, a whole pile of prevailing torque nuts!
Rev. Focus.
You focus, I'm shopping.
That was close.
Am I psyched to see you guys!
I bet. Who's your friend?
Oh, that's George.
We gotta save him, too.
Or not. It's up to you guys.
We all gotta follow our own paths in life.
Do not worry, there are enough parts here to repair both of you.
Dozer, tilt him up. Quietly.
Don't gotta tell me twice.
Skya?
I never dreamed I'd see a Dozeratops and Craneosaur working together,
let alone with a Reptool.
All done. Now we have to find the other one.
Uh, I think I found it.
That's cool, you guys go on ahead.
I'll be fine.
Do not worry, we got this.
Clear!
It clearly wants to hold on to something.
I do not wish that to be me.
Don't worry, Rev, I'm on it.
Not what I had in mind.
It'll work.
Oh.
Okay, gang. We don't have much time.
We need to be ready to roll as soon as Rev's done.
The tricky part's gonna be Ton-Ton's flip.
Oh, it's not tricky, dude, it's easy.
I just flip.
But when you hit the ground, you'll rock all the Scraptors awake.
Oh, right. But the flipping part is still easy.
I don't like the looks of that.
Skya, you, Dozer and George start to head out.
When Ton-Ton can move, we'll make a run for it with Rev.
Ton-Ton, what are you doing?
I can't help it. It's Revvit with the bolt. He's...
Shh.
But I'm...
Ticklish!
But you probably figured that out by now.
Uh-oh.
So, what's next?
- Run for it! - But what about you?
I'll hold them off till Revvit's done with Ton-Ton!
Rev, surrounded by Scraptors here!
- Working on it! - Work faster!
- Finished! - Then let's go!
You could have warned me!
Sorry, dude.
Uh...
So much for the front door.
Better think of something fast!
This is for my new friend George!
Defensive positions!
All right.
Let's see them get past us now!
- Nice one, Ty! - Rev? Any thoughts?
Uh, sheer cliff walls too high to go over, lined with piles of razor-sharp scrap.
It is a very impressive design.
Maybe you can tell them that while they're taking us apart.
How are we getting out of here?
What if we go through?
- Through the ground? - No, the back door!
- There is no back door. - Then let's make one.
Whoo-hoo!
Dudes! The ceiling's collapsing in there.
Take this to Ty! He can use it to brace the tunnel.
You got it!
Almost there!
Yeah!
Look out, dudes!
- Where are the Dozeratops? - On their way!
Look out, Ty! They're coming!
Boom! Did it! Scrap that!
Got a problem?
That's what I thought.
- We did it! - All right!
Hey, Waldo? Ace?
Where are you?
You were gone all night. We were so worried!
We weren't worried.
- Well, maybe we were a little worried. - Waldo. Really?
Never mind that. Look at you all.
Scratched panels, broken grills. And who is this?
Another crazy joyrider?
Just a traveler on the path of life, my Reptool friends.
Thanks, everybody.
Now, let's see what the universe has in store for me next.
The left path, the right path,
the wrong path...
There is no wrong path.
You can take any path,
as long as it's the one you're on.
Did that Dozeratops get hit in the head or something?
No, George just talks that way. He's cool.
'Course. He's a Dozeratops.
Bye, George!
Thanks again for the tip about not being afraid of the dark.
Come back any time!
Come on, let's get some ore. I'm starving!
Oh, that reminds me.
While we were battling the Scraptors, I found this.
A Dozeratops coupling nut.
Huh. Nice job, Revvit. Meet you in my bay.
That coupling nut sure is a beauty. Where'd you get it?
Oh, Scraptor Valley.
It is a veritable treasure trove of spare parts.
When I spotted this nut, we were in the midst of a fierce battle
against dozens of deadly Scraptors. Oh, you should have seen me.
I leapt to the right, I leapt to the left.
I jumped up high and I ran away just a little bit.
Ripped & Corrected By mstoll