Hey guys, special thanks to HolyFurryFish for the idea on this one shot. Still taking requests and hoping for idea. My only rule: it has to be something that can stick to the K rating. Enjoy! And I don't own Ice Age.

I shifted in my sleep and slowly opened my eyes. Something had awoken me from my rest, although I wasn't sure what. That's when I heard it. The voice that I didn't know… it was sweet and gentle, but I didn't know it, so I didn't trust it. Was it just my imagination?

Peeking out, I was met by a weird sight. My family was standing on the edge of the ship, heads tilted to the side, a couple of them drooling or with their tongues hanging out, expressions dreamy and dazed. I hopped out and walked over to Uncle Squint. I nudged him. "You ok?"

He just hummed strangely. "Uh…" I tapped on his forehead.

"Squint? What are you looking at?" no response. I was getting worried. Was he sick? Maybe he'd had some bad fruit?

I padded back up to my mom. "Mom? What's wrong with Squint?" I got no answer. "Mama?" my voice was small.

Now I was scared. She never ignored me, no matter how busy she was, she always made time to answer my questions. She had a weird, almost sleepy smile on her face. I shook her hand slightly. She was still as motionless as could be, except for her breathing and the occasional blink of her golden eyes, which were unfocused and oblivious to the world around them.

I went over to Flynn. He may not have been the brightest, but he, being a sea creature, knew much about the ways of the ocean. Maybe this was some kind of illness? If so, how did I cure it? However, I found him in the same state.

Sighing, feeling a mixture of worry and annoyance now, I climbed up the to confront the captain. If Gutt didn't know what was going on or was in the same dazed, out of it condition, we'd be in serious trouble.

"Gutt?" I tapped his foot. Of course, he was silent. Heaving an irritated sigh, I slid back down.

Wincing as I walked up to my mom, I mentally slapped myself for what I was about to do. I unsheathed my claws, which were now sharper than any weapon, and took a deep breath. Just as I was about to carry through with my plan, the voice came again. "Raz…"

Who had said that? Nobody except us knew my mothers name… right? So who…

My mouth dropped. There, on one of the cliffs, stood two other kangaroo's, both with my moms purple-red fur, the male with her golden eyes. What in the world…

"Come on Raz. Come to us…" the woman gestured for her to come closer. Who were they?

"Mum?" she asked, sounding relieved, devastated, and overwhelmed with joy all at the same time. "Dad? Is that… you?" I gasped. What were her parents doing out here in the middle of, well, nowhere? And why hadn't I ever met them if they lived around the ocean as well?

"Come on, sweetheart. Come to me." Her mom spoke. I bit my lip. I should've been happy for her. But… why did I feel so… so… untrusting?

"Squint." Another voice called, dragging out the 'I' sound. Huh? I turned and saw something I was not expecting. Another rabbit, just barely shorter than Squint, stood on another one of the cliffs, a strange pink glow surrounding her.

She had her eyelids lowered flirtatiously, so they were only about half open, making her long, black lashes all the more noticeable. She was twirling a knife just like he did with one hand and gesturing with the other with her finger for him to come to her. Her finger nails were somehow a bright, magenta pink color. Her fur was brown and silky, her crystal blue eyes deep and beautiful. Her ears were tied back with a piece of seaweed, tied in a pretty bow. She was wearing a strange outfit of plants, one that covered her top half and bottom half, leaving some space in between to show her stomach, which was a creamy beige.

Who was that? I'd never seen her before, but Squint looked so smitten it was as if he'd loved her since the day he was born. What was going on?

I tried to think back to my studies, what could be happening? But I was so freaked out I found it hard to think straight. What? It's not my fault! When I get nervous, my brain scrambles. "Um…" I tapped my head in an attempt to get it functioning properly again. "Oh come on, com on…"

"Gupta…" Oh not again! I turned again and saw another girl, this time a badger, her charcoal black fur shiny and reflecting her pink glow, her markings silver, black eyes glittering in the moonlight. "Come on… you know you wanna…" her voice was French, the heavy accent obviously making it seem all the more inviting to him.

Where did these 'dream girls' for the guys keep coming from? It was like they were… "Oh no!" not the sirens! Anything but the sirens! Not while everyone else was out of it and I didn't know what to do!

Then I remembered my previous plan. Gulping, I headed back for my mother, who was still staring at the sirens dreamily. This time I, however, saw them in their true form. They were blue-green, slippery, slimy looking creatures with large fangs, slits for pupils, gills on their necks, long bodies and four short legs, capped with taloned feet. All in all, they were terrifying.

Gulping down my fear and forcing myself not to look at them, I brought out my claws. Studying them for a minute, I shook my head, reminding myself that this might be the only way to snap her out of it and save everyone's lives to steel my nerves. Taking a deep breath and closing my eyes, I raised my paws… and plunged the claws into her foot.

She yelped in pain, jumping hard and almost sending me flying. "Ow! Shira!"

I smiled nervously as her, hoping she wasn't too mad. "Why'd ya do that?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" I rapidly apologized. "But I had to wake you up somehow."

"Huh? What are you on about, Sheila?"

"Look!" I raised a paw, noticing with dismay that my claws were slightly red, to point. She took a sharp intake of breath, eyes going wide.

"Are those…"

"Yes! The sirens!"

"Oh kirkey!" she scrambled to go steer the ship away (they'd all been taught just in case), while I tried to wake everyone up.

Grinning evilly, I stalked up to Squint, wasting no time pouncing and pinning him by the shoulders. This was something I'd always wanted to do, because I knew it made him mad. I'd never done it before for fear of being killed, but now I could simply use a pretty good excuse and say it was to wake him up and save his life.

"You know, you pack a lot of crazy and anger into a very cute" he stiffened. "adorable" cue nose twitching. "little package." his ears stuck straight up and his eyes lit up in anger. I'd done it. Oh yeah! Despite the fact that it put my life on the line, it felt really good to finally get to tease him with that sentence.

"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?" he roared, springing to his feet and grabbing his knife.

"Squint, look, you can beat me up later. But we've got lives to save!"

He tilted his head to the side, which looked kinda strange, considering his ears were still sticking straight up. I grabbed him and spun him around, and he grimaced. "Oh don't tell me…"

"Yep. Sirens." I said grimly.

We worked on waking up the others to reality while my mom steered the ship away. I sighed in relief when it was all over, sliding down on the deck.

"Hey Shira." Squint walked up to me. "Why didn't you have a siren?"

Well, what'd you think? Did you like the whole sirens thing? The reason was for the last question was because, well, partially, I couldn't think of one for such a little girl, and because I needed her to have a clear head so she could wake everyone up. Please review. Still need ideas.