ICE AGE:
SING
PROLOGUE
THE START OF THE STARS
HELLO READERS OF THE WORLD!
THIS IS ninjagogirl luvs iceage21 HERE AND I HAVE BROUGHT YOU A STORY THAT I BELIEVE YOU WILL LOVE.
I HAVE WROTE THE START OF AN ICE AGE STORY THAT IS REPRESENTED FROM THE ILLUMINATION MOVIE SING.
WARNING: PLEASE NOTE THAT THIS STORY WILL CONTAIN SPOLIERS FROM THE SING MOVIE. IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE SING MOVIE, PLEASE DO NOT HESITATE TO GO BACK TO THE MAIN PAGE. IF YOU HAVE, PLEASE READ IT.
ALSO, ALL SONGS IN BOLD DO NOT BELONG TO ME AND ANY AND ALL CONTENTS OF SING DO NOT BELONG TO ME. OH, AND I DO NOT OWN ICE AGE.
WELL, ENJOY THE STORY.
The scene begins on a dusty trail leading towards an opening.
Prehistoric mammals, birds, reptiles, amphibians, insects and even humans of the Ice Age are making their way through to the entrance. A small hyrax is outside collecting leaves that resemble tickets for a show. Animals and humans are making their way inside as the show is about to start. On the tickets, there is a drawing that tells the play is called Epiphany.
The backstage crew gets to work. The director is telling everyone to get into place. The props are settled where they should be. The scenery is set. The lights are shining. The spotlight is in place. The curtains begins to rise. The music begins to play.
Coming from the side of the stage is a middle aged woman. Her hair, which was in between the colors of black and gray and was crowned with a beautiful wreath of roses, started flowing with the fan that would play the wind. She wore a white dress with a pair of white painted flats and had a necklace made with crystals and pearls. Her face was painted delicately for people and creatures to see her and was considered beautiful upon the stage. But her singing was the most beautiful sound that brought up the audience's attention towards her.
She stood upon a hilltop singing into a scene that resembled the night with hyraxes dressed as sheep coming out to greet her. This woman's name was Eura and this is her song:
Once there was a way,
to get back homeward,
Once there was a way,
to get back home
Sleep pretty darling do not cry,
and I will sing a lullaby
Now in the audience we see a human father and his son. The middle aged father, Runar, had taken his son out to see this show to give him the same enjoyment of theatre as he always has. The young six year old couldn't see and needed a lift from his father. Runar happily sat his son down in his lap so he could get a better view of the show. And that's when everything changed for this little boy. This is his story:
There he is. A young boy who gained a love for theatre from the very moment he saw his first show. He was only six years old, but his dreams of becoming the chief of his village suddenly disappeared. Some say he would become the best showman the Ice Age has ever seen. He would go out to direct all the greatest performances ever made. He would be known as one of the greatest humans to ever own the greatest theatre known to mankind. And I should know. Because I am, the one and only-
A hard knock came from the wooden door of the office and the person on the other side shouted, "Roshan! Open this door!"
Roshan was sitting at his desk, now a fully grown eighteen year old man. His black hair was just an inch past his shoulders. He wore an orange skin shirt and a dark brown skin coat. He also wore red orange skin pants and brown furred boots. His eyes were a shade of light brown that widened as he jumped from the noise.
The door opened and coming inside the office was Roshan's head secretary-mainly his only secretary-Elphina. She was wearing a light brown buckskin dress and a pair of moccasins. Her hair was completely gray and would've flown down past her thighs if she hadn't of put it up in a long braid. Some would mistake her to be too old to be a secretary, but she wobbled on her feet everyday with her wooden staff helping Roshan out the best she could.
"Good morning, Roshan," Elphina said, setting a cup of hot chocolate down on Roshan's desk. She started mixing up her own mug of hot chocolate.
"Oh, good morning, Elphina," Roshan said, keeping his eyes on the office door, "What's all the commotion about?"
"You've got a lot of animals and humans waiting to see you, Roshan."
"I do?" Roshan removed himself from his seat and walked over to the office window, peeking through the wooden blinds. Elphina was right. There were animals and humans that wanted to see him. "Holy moly, I really do."
"Yes, it's the crew members from your last show. They said their paychecks never came in."
Roshan slapped himself in the face. He forgot to send in the backstage crew's paychecks. "Call the bank and have their paychecks in by this afternoon."
"Oh, I have Judala from the bank on twig line number two right now," Elphina said as she made her way over to the twig caller.
"Oh. Tell her I'll give her a call back." Roshan grabbed his bag.
"Oh, what should I tell her this time?"
"Tell her Roshan is out to lunch." That was actually true. Roshan promised to meet his girlfriend, Cheril, and his best friend, Kai, for lunch. And he didn't want to be late.
To escape from all the angry crew members, Roshan decided to take the longer route. He exited his office behind a painting describing a recent show that was produced. He went through the hole and led himself out through a cold, ebony tunnel. He made it to the tunnel's exit, moving a rock that acted as a door and hopped on his wooden bicycle, which was painted in a light shade of red. It was old and worn out, but he still called it a beauty.
He rode off down the trail and can see the front of his theatre clearly. Just like his bike, the cave building was old and looked ready to fall apart. Two years ago, Roshan spent every shell he saved up throughout his whole childhood to buy his dreams. He couldn't have done it without the help of his father, Chief Runar of the Glacier Pass tribe. Being a theatre owner and director was a dream. Even if it wasn't quite how that dream turned out to be.
But Roshan tried not to think about such matters as he rode through the village of Switchback Cove, a beautiful place filled with palm trees, regular trees, cave homes, restaurants, stores and many other places. He passed by all sorts of civilians. Humans, mammoths, sabers, sloths, tortoises, red ostriches, molehogs, you name it. He even passed by a whale over Switchback Bridge and did so while listening to one of his favorite songs on Twig Radio:
Well, my temperature's rising and my feet hit the floor
Twenty people knocking 'cause they're wanting some more
Let me in, baby, I don't know what you've got
But you'd better take it easy, 'cause this place is hot
So glad we made it, so glad we made it
You got to gimme some lovin', gimme some lovin'
Gimme some lovin' every day
Well, I feel so good, everything is sounding hot
Better take it easy, 'cause the place is on fire
Been a hard day and I don't know what to do
Wait a minute, baby, it could happen to you
Well, I feel so good, everybody's getting higher
Better take it easy, 'cause the place is on fire
Been a hard day, nothing went too good
Now I'm gonna relax, honey, everybody should
So glad we made it, so glad we made it
You got to gimme some lovin', gimme some lovin'
Gimme some lovin' every day
Roshan finally made it to Switchback Cove City on his way out of Switchback Village and passed by some alleys. He passed by one in particular where there appears to be an orange furred saber-tooth tiger. This saber happens to be Diego, a chilled out guy who dreams of living a normal life filled with peace and singing. And he dreams of singing songs like this melody:
Should I try to hide the way I feel inside my heart for you?
Would you say that you would try to love me too?
In your mind could you ever be really close to me?
I can tell the way you smile, if I feel that I could be certain
Then I would say the things, I want to say tonight
But his moment of peace was interrupted as he hid behind a corner wall. Two Switchback patrolmen were walking down the rock trail and he didn't want to be caught for some reason. One of the patrolmen, a purple sloth, started looking around. "Say, I thought I heard singing over here. Eh, whatever."
Diego made sure the coast was clear before placing his twig cell over his head. "Guys, stay where you are. The cops are coming! Just stay-" But it was too late. An alarm that sounded like a school bell started wailing and four other sabers pounced through some twigs to escape from the building. They were all wearing wooden mask painted to look like humans. The patrolmen spotted them and the blue sloth started yelling, "Hold it right there!"
One of the sabers was giving Diego a look that could kill. A log vehicle that was built in the version of a monster truck with the words "The Half Peak Gang" swerved into the alley, picking up the four robbing sabers. The patrolmen were knocked off their feet from the passing truck. Diego sprinted off in pursuit of the vehicle. The leader of the gang, Soto, helped Diego into the truck.
Soto wasn't very happy with Diego. "Diego, you were supposed to be keeping a look out!"
"Sorry, Soto," Diego said.
"And where's your mask?"
Diego realized that he never put his mask on and did so. Every day was not Diego's day.
While in pursuit, back in the alley, another saber-tooth tiger was looking out the window of the apartment complex she lived in. This female saber happens to be Shira, a carnivorous feline with light silver gray fur and sparkling blue eyes. She had a couple of shell earrings in one ear and wore herself some eye shadow just to tell herself she was gorgeous.
She was a part of a group as well called "Gutt's Pirate Gang." It was a horrible life. She left her home and family behind to pursue a new life of her own, but being part of a gang was not the dream she had hoped for. Shira had always wanted to be a singer on stage and show the world the type of girl she was. Plus she's also developed a crush on Diego, but his gang and hers hate each other's guts. Neither can stand the other. As far as Shira was concerned, Diego hated being a part of his gang and she was the same way. But once they had sworn themselves into a gang, they remained there for life. There were no retiring and no quitting rules. Once you were in, you were stuck.
Shira always knew it was the wrong decision, but it was the only way she could find a place to live in the city. She would do her best to follow along with the gang, but she would also continue to live the dreams she has. Even if she's finishing up the rest of Diego's song out the window.
But till I can see that you'd really care for me
I will dream that someday you'll be really close to me
I can tell the way you smile if I feel that I could be certain
Then I would say the things I want to say tonight
But till I can see that you'd really care for me
I'll keep trying to hide the way I feel inside
But, as usual, Shira's moment was taken by her gang leader. Captain Gutt was his name and getting what he wants is his game. Especially right now.
"Shira, what did I tell you about singing out the window?" Captain Gutt growled.
Shira sighed. "My singing can attract passing cops."
"Took the words right out of my mouth. Now come on. We need to discuss a plan for tonight's robbery at the jewelry store." Gutt walked back inside the kitchen.
Shira rolled her eyes. That dream will probably have to be patient for a little while longer.
Going through the city, log patrollers are speeding down the road in pursuit of the saber robber's vehicle. The picture zooms over to an apartment cave complex. There we see a sloth mother doing the dishes and singing along to a song on the Twig Radio. This sloth happens to be Brooke. Her fur resembled a red dress, she had long blonde curly hair with a flower wreath and wore a purple crystal necklace given to her by her husband, Sid the sloth.
At that moment, Brooke was carrying a stack of stone plates that she just finished washing. Even with all the noise her fifteen sloth children were making and with the numerous task she was taking care of, she could still hear herself singing along with the music.
Do you ever feel like a plastic bag
Drifting thought the wind
Wanting to start again
Do you ever feel, feel so paper thin
Like a house of cards
One blow from caving in
One of the kids stood on the table and started mocking his mother. "Oh, look, I'm Mommy. La la la la la la!"
"Stephen, get off the table," Brooke told her son.
Granny, an old purple furred sloth, wandered over to Brooke. "Hey, Brooke, have you seen my teeth? Last place they were at was right next to the bathroom sink."
"Granny, you know you can't keep your teeth where the kids will find them," Brooke told her grandmother-in-law.
"Alright, which one of you whippersnappers stole my teeth?" Granny shouted, waving her walking stick in the air.
Brooke's husband, Sid, came running downstairs while getting himself ready for work. "Honey, have you seen my keys to the log car?"
Brooke saw one of her daughters playing with the keys and took them from her. She tossed them over to Sid. "Here you go, dear."
"Thanks, honey," Sid said over the noise.
Stephen continued mocking his mother's singing voice. "La la la la la la!"
"Sid, darling, will you please tell the children what a wonderful singer I am," Brooke told her husband.
"Oh, yeah, you look wonderful today, honey." Sid walked up and kissed his wife on the cheek before turning around to head out the door. "By the way, the bathtub is clogged up again. I think Granny's going through her shedding phase."
Brooke sighed as she set her son back down in his chair. She walked back over to the window, turning the radio up just to try and drown out the noise of the children playing and eating and Granny waddling around asking where her teeth were. No matter what she says or tries to do, nobody pays attention to her anymore. And all she can do is listen to a song about how she should feel like a firework, but in her mind, that just seems impossible.
You just gotta ignite the light
And let it shine
Just own the night
Like the Fourth of July
'Cause baby you're a firework...
The picture zooms once again. Inside of a juice bar on a stage. Two teenage mammoths, male and female, were about to perform a rap song. The male mammoth, Ethan, decided to turn one of his girlfriend's favorite songs into a rap song, but Katie objected to this the moment he planned to do it, but he was the leader, so it was his way or the highway.
(Ethan: Rap Version): I threw a wish in the well
Don't ask me I'll never tell
I looked to you as it fell
And now you're in my way
I'd trade my soul for a wish
Pennies and dimes for a kiss
I wasn't looking for this
But now you're in my way
(Katie: Rap Version): Your stare was holding
Ripped jeans, skin was showin'
Hot night, wind was blowin'
Where you think you're going baby?
But Katie decided to take her own path and sing it the way it's supposed to be. Pop music
(Katie: Pop Version): Hey, I just met you and this is crazy
But here's my number, so call me maybe
It's hard to look right at you baby
But here's my number, so call me maybe
(Ethan: Rap Version): Hey I just met you and this is crazy
But here's my number, so call me maybe
(Katie: Pop Version): And all the other boys try to chase me
But here's my number, so call me maybe
But the music got unplugged by the juice bar owner, a polar bear standing on his back two legs. He was very unhappy about what kind of music they sang. "Oh, my gosh. I thought you guys said you were musicians."
The two mammoths began packing up their equipment and started leaving the bar. Ethan decided to talk to his girlfriend once again about where her place was. "Katie, listen. I'm the leader. Whatever I say, we do it. We're rappers, not pop star princesses."
"Sorry, babe," Katie said, "I got a little carried away."
"Yeah, I know. Just don't ruin the song next time, okay?"
Katie rolled her eyes, knowing perfectly well that it was Ethan who ruined the song. But she kept a straight face and continued going along with her boyfriend, no matter how much he irked her.
The picture moves to a suburban neighborhood. There we see a mammoth girl named Peaches lighting candles on a fresh wheat baked birthday cake covered in sugary icing. She and her family were celebrating her grandmother's birthday. She walked inside the room where her parents and twin uncles, who were possums, were singing to her grandmother.
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
Once Peaches came inside the room, the spotlight was on her and the rest of the family let her sing.
Happy birthday, dear Grandma
Happy birthday to you
Peaches saw her family looking right at her and smiling. She set the cake down in front of her grandmother. "Make a wish, Grandma."
"You know, I wish that you, Peaches, would go up on stage and show the world how beautiful you sound," Grandma said.
"I've tried, Grandma," Peaches said.
"Mom, we've talked about this," Manny, Peaches father, said.
"She'll share her voice with everyone when she's ready," said Ellie, Peaches' mother.
"I know she's a little shy, but everyone gets that way," Grandma said, "Why if I had a beautiful voice like Peaches, I'd be singing my heart out." She uses her spoon as a microphone. "Ohhh. Ohhh."
"You think she would ever be a pop star?" Crash asked his twin possum brother Eddie.
"Not in a million years," Eddie said as he and Crash started laughing.
"That's wonderful, Grandma," Peaches said, placing a trunk on her grandmother's shoulder, "Now blow out your candles."
Her grandmother sighed and blew hard to get all the candles to blow out, but that also blows the picture to a place where a hyrax is standing on some steps, blowing air into his horn to create a song of jazz. This little hyraxes name is Paul. Now this was a little furball that attended a music school, but became stuck having to play his songs out on the streets. Humans and animals paid him, that was true, but some were afraid to do so. And a certain little molehog that paid him a pearl for his performance was about to pay the price.
Paul removed the pearl from his leaf bag. "A pearl? How dare you! I happened to have studied at the Switchback Cove School of music."
"Sorry, it's all I have right now," the molehog told Paul.
"Oh, really?" Paul threw the pearl back in his bag and jumped on top of the molehog. "Okay, buddy, empty it!"
"What?"
"Empty that fur bag of yours right now!" The molehog started removing everything out of his bag. Paul checked everything he had. "Look at this mess. By the letters on your painting stone tablet, your name is Louis." He picked up a wooden object that Louis set down. "What do you smoke out of this wooden thing?"
"That's my inhaler," Louis said as he fumbled with a small amount of money leaves. It dropped to the ground before he could catch it.
"A-ha!" Paul started making his way back to his bag, holding up the money. "You all saw it! You all saw it! The molehog lied!"
Everyone gasped, looking at Louis. His cheeks blushed in embarrassment. "I forgot I had that."
"And next time pick on somebody your own size." Paul threw a rock at Louis, hitting him right on his forehead.
The hyrax then returned to playing his horn and started off on a new song. If only all his hard work could pay off.
If only all their hard work could pay off.
Well, they may finally get that chance.
ICE AGE CHARACTERS THAT ARE PLAYING THE CHARACTERS FROM SING:
ROSHAN PLAYS BUSTER MOON.
ELPHINA PLAYS MRS. CRAWLEY.
DIEGO PLAYS JOHNNY.
SHIRA IS AN EXTRA I MADE UP. I DON'T WANT IT TO SOUND EXACTLY LIKE THE MOVIE.
BROOKE PLAYS ROSITA.
KATIE PLAYS ASH.
PEACHES PLAYS MEENA.
PAUL THE HYRAX, A CHARACTER I MADE UP, WILL PLAY MIKE.
ALL THE OTHER CHARACTERS WILL BE INTRODUCED THROUGHOUT THE STORY AND MORE WILL BE ADDED IN THE NEXT COUPLE OF CHAPTERS.
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