Hello, you awesome, fantastic, beautiful, breathtaking, grand, impressive, marvelous, wonderful, stupifying reviewers! I'm so happy that finally both of my (*cough* epic *cough*) stories have gotten up to SEVEN reviews!
Also, for readers of BOTH my stories, I'm sooooooooooooo sorry if the characters have started to become...out of character. The ones that I don't own, I mean. Now for our regular disclaimer: If I owned any of this (besides my O.C.'S) I wouldn't writing a fan fiction, now would I? But I DO own My own characters so DON'T TRY TO STEAL THEM.
ANYWAY...
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Imagine this: A couple of weasels—obviously mated, with the female expecting (if you know what I mean, wink` wink) skating gently on a frozen sheet of ice. The female has silky; almond colored fur, and green eyes that always smile. The male has brown fur (with spots), and blue eyes. They look as if they are having the time of their lives. "I love you, Buck," whispers the female happily. "Right back atcha, Becky." In the middle of the ice, however, there is a hairline crack. They don't notice this. The female steps on it and the ground gives way beneath their feet. Both scream—
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Buck bolted upright, panting. He wiped sweat from his brow. The herd was asleep. He shook the remaining thoughts of his dream off. The past was past, right? Right. He didn't realize he was talking to himself until Ellie muttered, "Buck?" He silenced himself, hoping the she-mammoth would go back to bed. She did.
He looked down at his bad arm, then looked away, feeling nautious. He felt terrible. His whole body ached, he wanted to puke, and he couldn't touch his toes without crying out in pain. A flash of lighting illuminated his pale face.
Peaches whimpered. The thunder had roused her from her sleep. However, it had no effect on her parents (and especially not Sid. He very well could have been dead at the time. Who knows? Maybe he was.). She shivered. Buck sneezed and sat next to her, rubbing her head softly and absentmindedly. He twitched. I must be really losing it, he thought. He sighed. Peaches sniffed and snuggled up against him. He smiled softly, then frowned. How was he going to help them get back to the ice age? Obviously it couldn't be like last time—he couldn't even stand. For a brief moment the thought of the pterodactyl he, Crash, and Eddie had flown, but one look at Peaches and he immediately dismissed the thought. Mammoths couldn't fit on a pterodactyl. Especially not a fat one, like Manny. His thoughts drifted to things like the rats that used to raid his neighbor's kitchen while telling stories when he still lived in the ice age, and how they must have been planning on a party or something because one day he'd found the candles and paint missing, and he'd never found them. But that thought about his life "up-top" led to other, unpleasant thoughts, so he mentally changed the subject to Meatloaf Peppers.
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An unlikely figure glided across the lush landscape. Not one creature harmed it. Momma Dinosaur—the one that Sid had stolen eggs from—saw it. Lightning flashed, and she saw that the being was human-like, but then…Humans didn't have wings, did they? Human or Inhuman, the being hurried along, not paying any attention to the dangers around her. Rudy roared; whoever it was, they didn't seem to notice the menacing sound. It approached the mother dinosaur and her children. The three kids trembled in fear of the lighting and Rudy. The being—the angel (Momma determined it as such)—lay a gentle hand on Yoko and all three silenced themselves.
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