The trap sprang to life before anyone could blink. Vines whipped, ropes tightened, and in an instant your family was yanked off their feet, tumbling into chaos. From the shadows, two figures emerged—grinning, jabbing their spears like they’d done this a thousand times before.

They spoke slowly and unsure, certain no one could understand them. But your family did. Every word. And as the dust settled, one of the figures squinted, your family introduced themselves as the Croods then they seen guy as your dad grug was about to introduce him they cut him off “Guy..?”.

“Mr. and Mrs. Bettermans?” he said, the name rolling off his tongue with a mix of disbelief and curiosity. The two people approached him and got emotional. Then shortly after you were taken to their big treehouse