Finding Tim Templeton part 9 Toons are Friends, not Food

Finding Tim Templeton part 9 Toons are Friends, not Food

(Bell rings)

Nanotyrannus: Right then. The meeting has offically come to order. Lwt us all say the pledge...

Nanotyrannus/Cryolophosaurus/Torvosaurus: I am a nice dinosaur, not a mindless eating machine. If I am to change this image, I must first change myself. Toons are Friends, not Food

Cryolophosaurus: Except stinkin, Pandas

Torvosaurus: Pandas! Yeah, they think they are so cute! Oh, look at me, I'm a cuddly, little panda! Let me cuddle for ya! Ain't I something!

Nanotyrannus: All right then, today's meeting is step five: Bring of toon friend. Now you all have your friends

Cryolophosaurus: Got mine

Surly: (Shivering)

Raven: Hey there

Nanotyrannus: How about you, Torvosaurus?

Torvosaurus: Oh, um, I've seem to have misplaced my um, friend

Andrew Scholte: (Gasps)

Nanotyrannus: That's all right, Torvosaurus. I had a feelin this would be a difficult step, you can help yourself to one of my friends

Torvosaurus: Well, thanks mate. A little Chum for a Chum, eh?

Andrew Scholte: (Whimpers)

Nanotyrannus: I'll start the testimonies. Hello, my name Nanotyrannus

Cryolophosaurus/Torvosaurus: Hello Nanotyrannus

Nanotyrannus: It has been three weeks since my last toon, on my honor, or may I be chopped up and made into soup

(Clapping)

Torvosaurus: You're an insperation to all of us

Cryolophosaurus: Amen

Nanotyrannus: All right then, who's next?

Raven: Ooh! Pick me! Pick me!

Nanotyrannus: Yes, little sheila down in front

Raven: Woo!

Nanotyrannus: Come on up here

Raven: Hi, I'm Raven

Nanotyrannus/Cryolophosaurus/Torvosaurus: Helllo Raven

Raven: And um, well, I don't think I've ever eaten a Toon

(Clapping)

Torvosaurus: Hey, that's incredible

Nanotyrannus: Good on, Ya, mate!

Raven: (Sighs) I'm glad I got that out of my chest

Nanotyrannus: All right, anyone else? Hello, how about you, mate? What's your problem

Andrew Scholte: Me? I don't, I don't have a problem

Nanotyrannus: Oh. Okay...

Nanotyrannus/Cryolophosaurus/Torvosaurus: Denial

Nanotyrannus: (Smacks Andrew Scholte in front of them)

Nanotyrannus: Just start with your name

Andrew Scholte: Okay. Uh, hello, my name is Andrew, I'm a dutchman

Torvosaurus: A dutchman? Really!

Nanotyrannus: Go on, tell us a joke!

Torvosaurus: Oh, I love jokes

Andrew Scholte: Well, actually, I do know one that's pretty good. Um, there was this raccoon, and he walks up to an otter. Normally, they don't talk to other animals, otters, but in a joke, everyone talks. So, the raccoon says to the otter...

(Then Andrew Scholte sees a mask hanging on top of old horse stables)

Tim Templeton: Daddy!

Andrew Scholte: Tim

Torvosaurus: (With Laughs) Tim! Tim! I don't get it

Nanotyrannus: For a dutchman, he's not that funny

Andrew Scholte: No, no, no, no. He's my son. He was taken by these hunters

Raven: Oh, you poor kid

Torvosaurus: Humans, think they own everything

Cryolophosaurus: Probably American

Nanotyrannus: Now there's a father! Looking for his little boy!

Andrew Scholte: Ugh! What do these markings meen

Nanotyrannus: I never knew my father! (Crying)

Cryolophosaurus: C,mom. Group hug

Torvosaurus: We're all mates here mate

Andrew Scholte: I can't read human

Raven: Well then we gotta find a toon who can read this. Hey, look. Dinosaurs

Andrew Scholte: No, no, no, Raven!

Raven: Guys, guys

Andrew Scholte: No, Raven!

Raven: That's mine, give it to me!

Andrew Scholte: No, Raven!

Raven: Gimme!

(Andrew Scholte loses grip of the mask, hitting Raven's face by accident)

Raven: Ow!

Andrew Scholte: I'm sorry, are you okay? I'm so sorry

Raven: You really clocked me there, am I bleeding

Andrew Scholte: Oh

Raven: Ow, ow, ow

Nanotyrannus: Raven are you okay? Oooh. (Gives a creepy smile) That's good

Cryolophosaurus/Torvosaurus: (Gasps) Intervention!

(Banging)

Nanotyrannus: Just a bite!

Cryolophosaurus: You've gotta hold it together, mate!

Torvosaurus: Yeah, Nanotyrannus, remember, Toons are Friends, not Food

Nanotyrannus: Food!

Andrew Scholte: Raven, look out!

Raven: (Screams)

Nanotyrannus: I'm having Toons, tonight!

Torvosaurus: Remember the steps, mate!

Andrew Scholte: (Screaming)

Raven: (Screaming)

Nanotyrannus: Just one bite!

Raven: (Screaming)

(Banging)

Nanotyrannus: G-Day!

Andrew Scholte: (Screams)

Nanotyrannus: Arrr!

(Banging)

Andrew Scholte: There's no way out! There's gotta be a way to escape!

(Banging)

Raven: Who is it?

Andrew Scholte: Raven, help me find away a way out!

Raven: Sorry, I'm gonna have to come back later. Trying to escape

(Banging)

Andrew Scholte: There is a way out! There's gotta be a way out!

Raven: Look, here's something. ESS-CA-PE! I wonder what that means, it's funny. Mabye, because it's spelled just like the word escape!

Andrew Scholte: Let's go!

Raven: (Screams)

Nanotyrannus: Here's Nanny!

Andrew Scholte: Wait a minute, you can read?

Raven: I can read! That's right, I can read!

Andrew Scholte: Well the here, read this now!

Raven: (Screaming)

Nanotyrannus: (Grunts)

Torvosaurus: He really doesn't mean that!

Cryolophosaurus: He never even knew his father!

Torvosaurus: Don't fall off the wagon!

Andrew Scholte/Raven: (Screaming)

Nanotyrannus: (Grunts)

(Banging)

Andrew Scholte: Oh no! It's blocked!

(Banging)

Torvosaurus: No, Nanotyrannus, focus! Sorry about...

(Banging)

Torvosaurus: ...This mate

(Banging)

Cryolophosaurus: He's really...

(Banging)

Cryolophosaurus: ...A nice guy

Andrew Scholte: I need to get that mask!

Raven: You want that mask? Okay

Andrew Scholte: No, no, no, no, no, no, nooooo!

Andrew Scholte: Quick grab the mask, grab it!

(Andrew Scholte and Raven hide inside the barn)

(Nanotyrannus spits the pipe that was shove in his throat, whick starts heading towards a bunch of explosive barrels)

Cryolophosaurus: Oh no, Nanotyrannus?

Nanotyrannus: What?

(Nanotyrannus sees the pipe heading towards the explosive barrels)

Nanotyrannus: (Gasps) Run away! Run away!

Raven: Aww, is the party over?

(Pipe hits one of the explosice barrels, causing a chain reaction)

(Explosions)

(Explosion heard from far away)

(A Pterosaur smacks another Pterosaur)

Pterosaur 1: (Scared)

Pterosaur 2: Nice

Pterosaur 3: (Moves over, but falls of the hill they were on)