Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN THE CHARACTERS FROM ICE AGE. I ONLY OWN THE CHARACTERS I CREATED.
I made that just in case. :3
Guy: Hello everyone! This is my first chapter. I'm gonna write the rest soon and it does have something to do about Ice Age. I hope you look forward to reading!
Dude: Me too!
Guy: What the? Who are you? How did you get in here?
Dude: I think a better question would be, "How did here get in me?"
Guy: Uhh... Yeah... See you later!
Hours Later...
Guy: Ladies!
Dude: And Gentlemammals!
Both: We'd like to introduce our new friend, his name is.....Callidus!
Callidus: H-hello.
Guy: Hey there Callidus, I can tell you're a bit nervous.
Callidus: Well, of course, this is the first time I've been out in public.
Dude: I have a question for you, "Are you smart?"
Callidus: Well, my name dose mean...
Dude: Ok! That's all I needed to know!
Callidus: But I didn't even say...
Dude: Enough of interviewing and on with the story! Hit it!
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I was trapped in the middle of a merciless blizzard, the ice cold snow cutting at my fur, nearly taking it off me. My conscience urged me on, telling me to find shelter, to save myself-or at least die trying-while my body was begging for rest, for at least a couple minutes, but I couldn't. As much as I was persistent in pushing through the snow, my body was becoming weaker, every muscle failing every second. My search went on for a full five minutes; tears began to come to my eyes as I found nothing, not one rock or small cave.
'This might be how I die,' the thought made me twinge.
My eyes caught sight of a silhouette coming towards me, the blinding snow kept me from seeing what it was. I wanted to yell for help, I wanted someone to save me, but my knees didn't have the strength to keep me up anymore, I couldn't get back on my feet. My exhaustion began to catch up with me, and as much as I tried, I could no longer keep my eyes open. Blackness crowded in front of my eyes, blinding me and shutting down my mind.
I awoke in pain and I found myself in a small cave next to a weak flame. I scoped the cave to see if anyone was around, but it seemed that the only thing in the cave was I. Whoever saved me from the blizzard, they left me some Caramb Berries which grows on a tropical tree, but what confused me was that I'm hundreds of miles away from any tropical trees. "Wait, what's a tropical tree?" I said to myself, but nonetheless I ate them. A yawn escaped from my mouth, still feeling tired I slowly closed my eyes and shuffled around on the floor trying to get in a comfortable position. When I found a pose that was just right, I immediately fell asleep. I awoke for a second time when I rolled onto the fire, "Ow!" I yelled sharply. When I got stood up and glanced outside, to my surprise the piercing blizzard was gone! Feeling surprisingly refreshed and relieved, I was overjoyed to have survived. I stretched loosening up a few tense muscles, and then I walked towards the cold white blanket. Upon leaving the cave, I noticed an engraved message along the wall, it looked poorly written but I made out the letters a little, it said, "*o ba*k from o*ce you cam*. It'* *o* safe here, I'm gon*a ha*e t* ki** y*u I* I fin* *uo wi*h m* p*ck." I scratched my head trying to understand it, but it was way too hard to make out. I came to the conclusion that whoever wrote the message must have been either dumb or eccentric, so I ignored it.
As I exited, I quickly found a pack of Sabers on my right. There was one Dire Wolf in front of all of them as if he's leading them. I hightailed back into the cave to hide, hoping they didn't see me. Just then I remembered the fire, it illuminated the whole cave shining brightly as if it wanted me to be found. I quickly tried to put out the fire by stepping on it repeatedly flinching every time I stomped on it. When it was out I gripped my fur on my chest in fear while staying quiet in the dark corner of the cave, one of the sabers separated from the group and sniffed the snow around the cave as if he's a wolf, and he ran back to the pack and reported. "Boss! I think I smell somethin' in this here cave!" I was confused to see that the sabers called the wolf Boss. Sabers and wolves are supposed to be enemies aren't they?
"Do you think, or do you know?!" Boss paralyzed him with a glare.
"Umm… uh…" the saber hesitated while trying to find an answer quickly.
"Ugh... You know. I'm starting to get tired of babysitting... Stop wasting my time." He annoying said.
"But I... I wouldn't…" he stammered.
"Bu-bu- budi-bu-b-wha?" I couldn't understand you. Instead of stammering, why don't you just stay quiet."
"Ye-yes boss…" he pouted while looking down.
As I watched them pass by I felt kinda sorry for the tiger, but then again, if they did believe him, then I'd be the one taking the heat! Shaking that thought out of my head, I finally exited the cave, but I couldn't stop thinking about that saber. He resembled kinda like me so I wanted to make something to cheer him up. Suddenly I remembered when I was little; I'd always managed to create gadgets out of the simplest of items. So I decided to create a flying gizmo out of sticks, leaves, and snow as a present for the tiger. I found all the items around me and it only took me five long hours to finish it, and when it was complete, I made it fly towards where that pack headed, and it worked like a charm.
I waved my hard work goodbye while smiling as it flew away, but then I said to myself, "Wait what if it doesn't reach the saber… then all my hard work would be for nothing!" I bolted straight for the gadget but I felt like running after it was a stupid idea, but letting it go with a possibility of it not making it to the pack made me charge.
"I have a bad feeling about this, but I still didn't want all my hard work to be wasted." I mumbled to myself. When I finally caught up to it, I jumped and caught it in midair, spinning around yelling in joy, but when I looked right in front of me, I saw the pack of sabers glaring at me.
"Wow, it really did reach them..." thinking out loud. I was frozen in a weird pose, unable to move a muscle.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here?" Boss smiled at me evilly.
"It's a rat!" One of the sabers shouted happily.
"Wow... are you stupid? That's a weasel you."
"Oh…" He looked down.
Then out of nowhere I yelled, "Stop being mean to him! He didn't do anything wrong!" I covered my mouth in surprise.
"Well aren't you a frisky little buggar? Boss mocked.
"Umm… Boss…" the saber began.
"WHAT IS IT?!?" He turned around annoyed.
The saber backed away, "I don't think it's safe."
"What?" He scoffed "You're afraid of this puny little wor…"
Boss was suddenly interrupted by the breaking ice beneath our feet. "Get off the ice!" Boss bellowed quickly, the pack quickly scurried away, but Boss and I weren't so lucky. The ice beneath our feet collapsed and both of us grabbed the new ledge; I had my gadget in my left hand so I only had my right hand to support me. But I was left handed so couldn't hang on much longer. Suddenly my hand slipped from the ice and I was the first to fall, but just seconds later Boss's paws slipped and we both plummeted down to the unknown. As we were falling, I remembered my gadget and used it to retard my fall, but then Boss who was above me griped onto my left leg and unknowingly sank his claws into my pelt, I shrieked with pain and let go of my gadget. We continued falling with Boss's claws still deep within my pelt and we landed with a loud thump, the thump forced Boss's claws tear my wound wider. Screaming in pain, I quickly collected myself and the gadget and fled away from Boss's position with the bleeding leg wound, limping and struggling not to trip in this new world, and when Boss was no longer within my sight, I took a leaf and strapped it to my leg. I gasped for air which was slightly humid and thick. As my body ached in pain, I looked for shelter and found a fallen hollow tree. I scrambled towards it on my knees and closed my eyes trying to rest the pain away. I whimpered from time to time, seeing how I'm in a new world with danger always nearby.
"Way to get yourself into more trouble, Callidus" I mumbled to myself.
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Guy: Eww... Stop getting blood on our floor!
Callidus: Sorry for having a gaping wound decorating my leg.
Dude: Yum... it tastes like my mom's soup.
Callidus: Gross! Get your tongue away from me!
Guy: Dude, either your mom uses weasel blood in her soup, or your just crazy.
Dude: Actually, it's both. :D
Guy & Callidus: Let's tie him up.
Dude: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa...whoa. Don't I get a say in this?
Callidus: Does he?
Guy: No. GET HIM!
Dude: AHHHHH!