Jurassic Kratts

Songs Of The Jurassic

"..and that's how I got T.rex Powers."
As Martin Rex lumbered through the jungle trail with his five passengers in tow, he recounted the events that happened prior to the reunion, from the battle with Wrecksy, to the moment the Kratt in blue took on the great predator's form. The party, especially the younger audience, listened to the tale in fascination. Chris was especially attentive, with each passing detail, the Kratt in green was all the more thankful that his brother had made it through the ordeal in one piece. After all, very few living things could face off against a fully grown Tyrannosaurus rex and live to tell the tale.
  At the same time, the Kratt in T.rex form listened Chris' thrilling accounts of narrowly escaping Wrecksy's hellish jaws, the treetop rescue, and the battle with the Metriacanthosaur pack, all the time relieved that his younger brother had made it through a rather eventful night, and impressed on his ability to handle his own in the midst of such peril. "But if you hadn't shown up," finished the Kratt in green from atop of Martin's great head "we would've been dino-chow before midnight."
Both Kratts were puzzled over the presence of the male dinosaur in a female-populated island. There was no mistaking the vibrant coloring, despite the protests from a skeptical Grant. But that was a creature mystery to solve another day.
Two hours had passed since the Metriacanthosaurus encounter, and the full moon had risen ever higher, illuminating the forest roads with her silver light. After a while, Chris noticed that the blue tyrannosaur's pace was starting to become slower. His suspicions were confirmed when the locomotive beneath him yawned rather loudly. Martin was beginning to tire.
  Feeling drowsy himself, the Kratt in green leaned down to Martin's eye level. "Getting tired, huh bro? Why don't we settle somewhere for the night?"
  Martin Rex shook his head. "No way. I bet we're halfway there." The older Kratt yawned again before he continued, saying,"Besides, we can't set up camp down here. It's dangerous."
"I'm not talking about sleeping on the ground, dude. What I meant was maybe we can find a suitable tree—like that one!" And just ahead stood a towering forest giant well over fifty feet tall.
  "Alright, you win."said the Kratt in Rex form, making his way towards the tree's base before he addressed his passengers,"Okay, ladies and gentlemen, rest stop!" With that, he stood almost fully erect, forming a makeshift ladder with his forty-foot body, his nose touching the tree's lower branches nearly twenty feet off the ground, while using his tail as a counterbalance.
  After nudging Jimmy, who had fallen asleep half an hour earlier, Alan, Lex and Tim made their way from the tyrannosaur's back to the arboreal fortress. Jimmy followed soon after. Chris was halfway up the tree when he noticed that Martin was still on the ground.
  "Aren't you gonna come up?"he asked. Martin Rex looked up in his brother's direction before he replied, "I'll be right up! As soon as I deactivate."
  As with last time, it was no easy task. Chris found himself struggling not to laugh at his brother's attempts to deactivate with those dinky little arms. After a heavy thud from the ground and muttered curses, the Kratt in green couldn't control himself, and soon enough, he was joined by the rest of the party, chuckling at the sight below them. Martin huffed in annoyance, sending Chris an unamused glance.
  After recovering his breath, Chris whispered something to  Tim who nodded eagerly, smile evident on his features before the two slid down the tree to aid the still struggling Martin Rex. Chris made his way toward the blue dinosaur, with Tim perched on his shoulders. Once they reached his underbelly, the ten-year old reached as high as he could, pushing the deactivation button.
  Once he turned back to normal, Martin sent Chris a glare, thwacking him on the head before looking up to Tim, still on the Kratt in green's shoulders. "Thanks, Timmy."he said with a smile before the trio made their way back up the forest giant.
They met the rest of the gang on a secure fork when they noticed that everyone's eyes were looking out over the horizon, where the full moon shone over the lush, tropical jungle, which stretched for miles on end, blanketed by clouds of mist. Most striking of all were the dozens of giraffelike heads protruding from the canopy. It looked for all the world like a time when the Earth was young, and populated by these magnificent creatures in great numbers.
"Hey! Those are Brontosauruses— I mean, Brachiosauruses."
"Cool."said JZ.
"Awesome!"added the Kratt Brothers simultaneously.
After a moment of silence, the night air was filled with the trumpeting calls of the sauropods, an enchanting sound that carried for miles.
  "Listen to that. They're singing."noted the paleontologist as he moved to a higher limb for a better view. The creature adventurers were mystified by the ancient melody, which sounded strange yet eerily familiar.
"Of course no one's ever heard a dinosaur song before," whispered Chris to his older brother, "but—I could swear that sounds suspiciously like a mating call. Similar to those of humpback whales. In an all-female environment?" Martin simply nodded in agreement before he wore a face the Kratt in green knew all too well. After whispering the plan in a smirking Chris' ear, the two creature adventurers stood at the edge of the tree fork before uttering hoots of their own, trying to imitate the trumpeting Brachiosaurs. Almost immediately, five or six of the towering heads turned in their direction, answering their calls.
"No, no! Sh, shh, stop! Don't let the monsters come over here!"whispered a petrified Lex.
"They're not monsters, Lex. They're just animals."reassured Dr. Grant before Martin added,"And these are herbivores."
"That means they only eat vegetables."piped up Chris as the young dino-fanatic humorously stated,"But for you I think they'd make an exception."
"Oh, I hate the other kind."deadpanned his sister, unamused.
"Well, they're just doing what they do," replied Martin. "If there weren't any carnivores, the herbivores would overpopulate, and–and—" but a yawn cut him off, so he concluded, "we'll just discuss it tomorrow."
  As everyone shifted in their spots to make themselves comfortable, Alan winced in pain from something in his pocket. Digging it out, he pulled out a fossilized Velociraptor claw. Lost in a million thoughts, the paleontologist looked at the thing that used to be priceless.
  "What are you gonna do now if you don't have to dig up dinosaurs anymore?"asked Jimmy, staring in fascination at the talon.
  "I don't know, Jimmy. I guess we'll just have to evolve too."replied the bone digger.
A moment of silence. "What do you call a blind dinosaur?"asked Tim, making a joke.
  "I don't know. What do you call a blind dinosaur?"replied Chris.
  "A Do-you-think-he-saurus." Grant chuckled. The three Wild Kratts burst into laughter while Lex rolled her eyes, a slight smile on her face.
  "What do you call a blind dinosaur's dog?"
  "You got me there."said JZ.
"Do-you-think-he-saurus Rex." Same response.
"What if the dinosaurs come back while we're all asleep?"asked Lex, unable to hide the worry in her voice.
"I'll stay awake."reassured Grant.
"All night?"
"All night."
"We'll help. We can take the next shift."piped up the Kratt Brothers. Alan nodded gratefully.
After good nights were exchanged, the two creature adventurers climbed a convenient tree limb to settle for the night. On a branch below them, sleep had already claimed the Tortuga pilot, now peacefully dozing as though they were back in the HQ. Martin's eyelids were slowly closing before he felt a tap on his shoulder. Opening them, he spied Chris kneeling besides him.
"Something wrong, dude?"asked the older Kratt, noting the slight worry in his younger brother's eyes.
"I was wondering if I could borrow your Creaturepod. Mine was damaged in the Metriacanthosaur fight. I wanna let Aviva and Koki know we're alright." The Kratt in blue simply nodded, passing the Creaturepod to Chris before the gadget started ringing, startling them both until they answered, revealing the said inventor and computer whizz on the holographic screen.
  "I think they heard you, bro!"added Martin with a chuckle. "Hey Aviva! Hi Koki!"
"Martin! Chris! Thank goodness you're okay!"exclaimed Aviva, relieved that the brothers were in one piece. "Where's Jimmy?"asked Koki, concern evident on her features.
"Don't worry, Koki. Jimmy's safe,"said Martin, gesturing to the pilot's sleeping form before he added,"and so is everyone else."
"That's a relief. We'll let Mr. Hammond know."
"How's Malcolm?"asked the Kratt in blue, having suddenly remembered crashing into the concrete building with the man in black, worried over what had become of the mathematician during the attack that affected them both.
"Ian's fine, although he's badly injured. Broken leg and several smashed ribs."replied the inventor, shuddering at the memory of finding the wounded man.
The pair then chose that moment to inform the creature adventurers about all that had occurred during their split in the afternoon, about the technical malfunctions, the failing security, and news of Zach's involvement in the scheme.
  Like the technical duo, the Kratts were puzzled. What could the evil inventor possibly be up to this time?
"Whatever it is, it definitely can't be be good."said Martin, eyes slightly narrowed.
"Anyway, we'll be back by tomorrow morning."declared the Kratt in green. Looking to Aviva, he added," I promise."
Tears welled up in the inventor's gray eyes as she whispered, "I know you will. Just please be careful. Te amo." With that, she blew him a kiss.
"Goodnight. I love you too."came the reply. After the team exchanged good nights, the holographic screen disappeared.
  "Goodnight, Chris."said Martin groggily, settling back in his place on the tree limb. "See ya in the AM, bro."replied Chris with a yawn. Soon the two creature adventurers were lulled to sleep by the trumpeting lullaby of the Brachiosaurs, singing their ancient songs in the moonlight.