Disclaimer: I do not own Ice Age.
AN: Something I had had in my mind for a long time, but hadn't thought to put on paper. This is just something I'm doing for fun. Warning: Characters will be OOC, though I will try and make them in character, but since this is an AU, then…'shrugs'
Prologue:
"Come on, come on! Where are they?" Diana asked impatiently, staring out of the window. Her brother, Benito, was as eager as she. He leapt up.
"I hope it's a boy!"
"No! A girl!"
Their grandmother chuckled. "Both of you calm down. They'll be back soon." Both bounced impatiently. It had been two hours since they had the call, but they were still unaware of the gender. Both kept their eyes glued to the window.
Then, almost as if on cue, a car pulled up onto the driveway. The two siblings recognised the car and ran outside. Both greeted their mother with a peck on the cheek, and a cheerful greeting to their father, before peeping on. "Where is he?"
Their mother pursed her lips. "Perhaps it is best that you do not see him. He doesn't have a name so far."
"Him!" Benito laughed. "It's a he!" Diana scowled, but tried to peek in. Their grandmother joined them, peering inside. Their father stormed into the house, slamming the door and making the siblings jump. After a moment's hesitation, the mother joined him.
The grandmother carefully reached in and pulled the child out. Diana smiled, and reached out to stroke the baby's head. "He's so tiny."
The grandmother smiled. "I know."
They looked, curious, at something black that had appeared when the blanket had slipped carelessly. The grandmother carefully covered it up again, not seeing it. The children, however, did. Benito leaped up. "What is that?"
"What?" The grandmother frowned, puzzled.
"On his shoulder." Benito pointed out. The grandmother turned him up carefully, and looked at the mark, which, hidden underneath the blanket, was merely a black smudge. The grandmother frowned.
"I'm not sure. Now, I don't think your parents named him." The distraction worked like a charm as both children leapt up eagerly, the black spot having already been flung out of their minds at the choice of having to choose the name of their younger brother.
"Can we name him?" Benito asked eagerly, confirming, receiving a nod in response.
Both siblings had already decided on the name, and smiled at one another, before waiting for the child's eyes to open, expecting the same sky or sea blue that the family all had.
Not green, of course.
No. It cannot be green. Diana held her breath as the baby squired and then slowly opened his eyes. He couldn't have green eyes. He couldn't.
Suddenly, Diana felt like she couldn't breathe. She had read stories from the family archives every year at the annual family gathering, and had only see one of the ones that she had read about. The stories scared her, and when Benito was born, she had prayed feverently that he wouldn't have green eyes.
He didn't. He had sky blue, inherited from his mother.
She and Benito turned out fine, and the child would be fine. She could see the same worry in their grandmother's eyes, but Benito was too naïve to notice. After all, he had refused to read the archives.
The baby's eyes opened, and Diana backed away. No.
This was why their parents seemed to hate the baby. She saw the confusion and slight fear in Benito's eyes, and the same fear in her grandmother's.
No, this couldn't be.
The baby's - Diego's - eyes were moss green.