Disclaimer: I do not own Ice Age.

Prologue:

A single sabre tooth squirrel scurried forth, gently placing his acorn on the ground. However, the minute it touched the ground, the ground cracked open, letting the squirrel fall inside, passing a weasel riding a dinosaur.

The squirrel screamed as he reached a large rock ball. He looked at his nut, and slowly walked to it, but the rock started moving. He stopped, before the nut moved, and he ran after it, starting a serious series of events.

The earth split into seven different continents, Italy forming into a boot, kicking a round piece of land, and a faint 'Goal!' was heard. Across Africa, giraffes' necks grew as the grass they were eating appeared on the other side of the chasm.

The squirrel hit one part of the room wall that the rock was in, and he slammed up, showing a statue like his face on the Easter Islands. He slammed somewhere else, revealing a pyramid, while the nose fell off.

He then slammed elsewhere four times, creating Mount Rushmore, before finally reaching his nut. He grabbed it, relieved, before his tail got caught in the rolling ball, and it twisted several times, before flinging the top part of Scrat's body onto a small gap in the wall, where the nut got caught there.

Scrat grabbed onto it tightly, not willing to let it go.

Slowly, the rock unwound, and he was flung up, before turning around to dive into the sea, only to hit an iceberg. As the iceberg broke, he paddled desperately to the other part, where his nut was, only to fail miserably. He screamed in frustration, before starting again.


AN: Chapters will be longer, I promise, this is only a prologue. Hope you like, and warning: Characters may be a little OOC, but I'm going to blame it on the fact that Shira and Diego's positions are switched.