I do not own Ice age, sadly J but please review and be honest! I will take requests!
Sid walked through the forest carrying his dinner of vegetables and humming cheerfully. Nothing, absolutely nothing, can ruin today. He was right, The weather was great, the temperature comfortably warm, and his fresh vegetable dinner. What could go wrong? He continued back the familiar path to his herd when he heard a faint sound on the breeze. He perked his ears. He paused. It didn't come again. He took up his cheerful song again and walked on. Suddenly it came louder and quicker this time. It almost sounded like…. Another moan, louder, a females cry. But he knew this female. It was Shira! He dropped the food and ran toward the sound. Her voice rose again, twisted with pain. Panic set into Sid. He ran wildly toward her cries shrieking, "I'm coming, Shira!" he leapt over a log and skidded to a halt in a clearing. On the other side Shira was crouched low to the ground. He rushed to her. "What's wrong?"
Her fur was fluffed out in every which direction, nose dry, and fever pulsing from her forehead. Sid came closer to her and she dug her claws into the ground. Shiras back arched, and suddenly an spurt of vomit exploded from her mouth. Sid leapt back with a small yelp of shock. Shira panted raggedly, then looked at him, a apology in her eyes. "I'm sorry, Sid. I- I don't know what's wrong with me," Sid re-approached her cautiously. He touched her forehead. The fever was gone. Her nose began to moisten again and her silver fur smoothed back to her sleek form. "Its ok, Shira," he flashed her his forgiving smile, "everybody gets the flu every now and then," Shira grinned, then hesitated.
"Please don't tell anyone," she begged. Sid tipped his head to the side and blinked at her.
"That you threw up? Its okay, Shira! I used to throw up all the ti-"
"No!" she snapped then sighed. "Sid can you keep a secret?"
"Nope," he stared at her stupidly. Shira frowned. "Oh, I mean, yes!" he added quickly.
"I think we may have some new members in the herd soon." He looked at her blankly.
"New animals are joining?"
"No,"
"Your relatives are coming to town?"
"NO!" she raised a paw and slapped her forehead. "Sid, did your mother drop you on your head as a child?"
"Why does everyone keep asking me that?" he stared at her puzzled. Sid couldn't understand what she was getting so worked up about. "Sid," Shira lowered her voice, "I think I'm pregnant." Sid leapt straight up in the air and let out a yell of joy. "Cubs! Cubs! Cub-" Shira grasped around Sid's throat, choking him.
"Shut up!"
He gulped as she released and he rubbed his throat. She sighed in frustration and stared at him. "Just please, I need a couple more days to know for sure. Stay quiet 'til then, okay?" he smiled ear to ear and winked at her. "No problemo," he made the zipped lips sign. She smiled warmly at him.
"Thanks, Sid." Shira turned and padded away, short tail flicking. Sid nodded, watching her disappear into the trees, her silver fur blending with the snow.
Sid turned and picked up the food he had dropped. New cubs? How wonderful! He was bubbling over with excitement when Diego's voice sounded behind him. "Hey, Sid," Sid jumped, the vegetables flying in every direction. Diego's eyes glimmered with amusement. "Hey, Diego, how long have you been standing there?"
He shook his head. "I just got here." Manny lumbered over.
"Sid, give us a hand, will ya? Last nights blizzard blocked the edges of the camp." the moody mammoth sighed. Sid nodded an laughed nervously as he walked beside Diego. The secret was killing him. I don't know if I can do this, he thought, who knew a secret was so hard to keep?