I just couldn't think of one-shots to write, so this idea popped into my head. Enjoi!
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"Come on, Diego-boy! Roll over! Roll over!" Sid urged his feline friend, tauntingly waving a piece of bark in front of the cat's face. Diego snarled in annoyance.
"How 'bout you do a trick, Sid? Go play dead in that lake over there." Diego stood up and walked a few feet away from the sloth, obviously irritated. Sid followed anyway.
"Oh, come on, buddy!" Sid whined. "Just roll over! I'll give you a treat!"
Diego eyed the piece of bark in Sid's hand. "I don't eat wood, Sid."
"Then what do you eat?"
Diego growled. "Sloths that don't leave me alone!"
"I don't get it," Louis commented as he and Peaches strolled through a forest. "How did everyone start calling me 'Wiener'?"
Peaches blew a strand of hair out of her face casually. "I have no idea," she lied. Louis was her best friend; she wasn't about to tell him that the most he could lift up is eight ounces. "Maybe they're all just being jerks."
"I mean...I'm not that wimpy, am I?" Louis continued, examining his biceps. Nothing, he noted. Just skin and bones. He frowned sadly.
"Louis," Peaches stated firmly, noticing her friend's distress, "I don't care what they call you; I think you're perfect just the way you are."
Louis looked up at the mammoth and smiled. "Really?"
"Really."
I can't believe they abandoned me...again! Sid thought with a grimace. His family had paid him a visit- -a really short visit- -only a few days ago, and yet the sloth was still upset about it. Why can't they just appreciate me? Is it because I smell? No, they put up with Uncle Fungus and I don't smell nearly as bad as him! ...Okay, maybe a little, but- -
"Hey Sidney! Can ya chew this for me? You're real good at that."
Sid looked up to see his grandmother holding out a pomegranate, bitterly awaiting her morning juice. Sid sighed. "Sure, Granny."
The younger sloth stuffed the whole fruit in his mouth and chewed it thoroughly for a few minutes until it turned into a liquid-y goo. He spit it into Granny's empty turtle shell, replying with a "bon appetit!"
His grandmother smiled. "Why thank you, Sidney!" she said, slurping up her breakfast hungrily.
Well, at least someone appreciates me, Sid thought.
"Now, Sidney- -get off your lazy butt and go get me my cane! I think I left it by that rock over there. Hurry up, my legs hurt!"
...For the most part.
Diego felt like the king of the island. His kingdom was all under his command, and his royal subjects respected and feared him at the same time. After all, he was the only carnivore. His deafening roar could strike terror into the hearts of all who heard, and only he had the power to snap the heads of those who annoyed him clean off with his kingly, white teeth. His land was a paradise; what a pleasure to rule! And now- -
"Diego! You coming in for the night?"
"Yeah, Shira, be there in a second."
And now he had a queen to rule with him.
"But Dad, can't I just- -"
"No, Peaches!"
Peaches huffed in aggravation. "But all my friends are eating them!"
"I don't care, you are not to eat these! They're dangerous!" Manny exclaimed, earning an eye-roll from his daughter.
"Come on, Dad, they're just berries- -how can they be dangerous?"
"I don't know, they'll...paralyze you or something!" Manny said, remembering whenever Sid had eaten those weird Lotus berries.
Peaches scoffed. "But they look exactly like the ones everyone else is eating! And they're all perfectly fine!"
"I don't want you eating them, and that's final!" Manny ordered, frowning. Peaches lowered her head, acting defeated.
"Okay, Daddy. Whatever you say," she replied softly. Peaches waited until her father had walked away and had gone out of eye-shot before smirking.
A few minutes later...
Manny had just gotten a drink of water when suddenly...
"Manny!" he heard Ellie shout in the distance. "There's something wrong with Peaches!"
Manny knew all their tricks. Ellie did, too. Diego often chose to ignore them, and Sid had just gotten boring after a while. They'd get in serious trouble with Manny if their target was Peaches. Louis was always underground. Granny would never react as they would've wanted her to, and doing it to strangers just ruined the fun. That leaves just one prank-worthy person that they knew of...
Crash and Eddie waited at the tops of two parallel trees, waiting for that particular person to step right into their trap. In each of their hands sat various rotting fruits. And after several minutes, their target came into place.
"Here she comes, Crash!" Eddie whispered over to his brother. The two possums waited excitedly as Shira walked in between the two trees, on her way to some destination that neither prankster cared about. She had absolutely no idea this was an ambush.
Ready...aim...
"Fire!" Crash shouted. They each dropped all their bombs square on the poor sabress's head. Shira yelped in surprise at the sudden attack, not having enough time to get out of the way before each and every fruit smashed into her flawless, gray fur.
Crash and Eddie could only laugh their tails off as Shira shouted from below, "I'll get you two rats if it's the last thing I do!"
But when you're new to this herd, you've got to remember: You're fresh meat.
Granny wandered around, to what others would be considered aimlessly. "Phillip! Oh, Phillip!" she called out, her eyes carefully scanning her surroundings. "Come to Mama, Phillip, it's okay! Come here, sweetie!"
Manny, Diego, and Sid all observed the elderly sloth from a safe distance, wondering if the old witch had finally lost her mind.
"Aww, Phillip! There you are!" Granny exclaimed happily, bending down and petting the air in front of her. "Yes, you're a good boy! Such a nice little warthog you are, Phillip! Mm hmm!"
The younger sloth, sabre, and perplexed mammoth could only gawk at her. Sid sighed. "I worry about her sometimes..."
He began to walk over to his grandmother, wanting to tell her that there was nothing there and that 'Phillip' didn't exist. However, the clumsy, fungus-infested mammal had failed to see the tiny mushroom in his path. He tripped and fell face-first into the dirt.
"I worry about you sometimes," Manny commented before he and Diego walked away.
Ellie's herd had endured floods, vicious sea creatures, dinosaurs, deadly laughing gas, violent pirates, and even the end of the world. And even so, their herd kept on growing without a single scratch on anyone. Was it just really good luck, or was her herd special?
Suddenly, Ellie heard delighted screaming sounding from overhead. She looked up to see none other than Crash and Eddie soaring through the sky, spreading their arms like wings and having the time of their lives. As they started to fall more and more towards the ground, they each quickly grabbed onto two different vines hanging from a random tree, using them as ropes to slide down to earth once the vines started to settle from their impact. They walked away from the tree unharmed.
Ellie chuckled. Nah, it's just really good luck.
The gazelle was grazing peacefully, not having any idea of what was lurking in the bushes. Diego crouched down lower so that he couldn't be seen.
Shira smiled deviously behind some shrubs, eyes locked on her future meal: a grazing gazelle, oblivious to her presence.
Diego crouched down even lower with a quiet growl, ready to pounce.
Shira got into leaping position, inaudibly snarling, and ready for go-time.
The gazelle still hadn't noticed him...
The gazelle still hadn't noticed her...
Diego sprang out of his cover, emitting a deafening roar, claws extended and fangs bared.
Shira jumped out from behind her hiding spot, ready to land on and kill her lunch.
The gazelle looked both ways and screamed in fright at the double-attack, quickly sprinting away just before either predator could land on him.
The two sabres had no time to move out of the way; they both flew straight through the air in each others direction...
Shira?
Diego? !
Bam! Diego and Shira butted heads, and they both fell to the ground with throbbing craniums and lost dignity.
"Do you like it, Louis?" Peaches asked proudly. Louis stared at it and tilted his head in confusion. "What is it?"
Peaches grinned. "It's my new hairstyle! I'm trying to set a fashion trend."
The molehog examined the thing on his friend's head. He had seen these before- -they're yellow, they smell good, and they're usually buzzing with insects. Though, he had to admit: Peaches did look pretty good with it on...Like a beautiful princess. "What do you call it?" Louis inquired with a smile.
Peaches beamed. "The beehive!"
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So there you go! (Haha, I finally saw the movie yesterday!)
It's hard coming up with these, so if you want to help me out, please post suggestions in a review. I'm not guaranteeing that I'll do every single suggestion I get, but if yours is good enough, it'll definitely be on here! (What am I saying, "If it's good enough?" Well duh! (I'm still tired.))
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