Disclaimer- not mine, Never will be. Wouldn't mind if they were, but they aren't.
Author Notes- Thanks to Anya Bolton and ShadowSaber126 what would I do without you. Please read and review you guys, I appreciate it.
ShadowSaber126- I didn't post sooner because I hadn't gotten Anya's review yet. I have to wait for both betas before I post, that's the only reason there was a slight delay.
When We Get to The South
Chapter 7- A Pound (Diego's POV)
Manny is staring in horror. Sid, who as usual, is clueless, glances between Manny and myself.
"Does someone want to tell me what's going on?" Sid questions.
"How much do they want?" Manny asks, ignoring the Sloth.
"A pound."
"A pound of what?" Sid is becoming frustrated and we can tell. Manny rolls his eyes, and I resist the urge to do the same.
"Flesh." Manny says, finally turning his attention to Sid.
"Excuse me?" Sid turns to me. "You want to clear this up?" I sigh and look between the two.
"When I helped you, I was labeled a traitor. The punishment for this is losing a pound of flesh and exilement. Why they search for the pound of flesh now instead of waiting until I come before the pack, I can't be positive of." They both stare at me speechless. I stumble to my feet, barely being able to hold ground, and look to them. "Come on, we better get going."
"We can't leave, look at you!" Sid exclaims.
"The longer we wait, the less distance we can put between us." Manny gives a sigh of defeat.
"He's right. We can't stay here." I attempt to take a step forward but roar in pain as my leg gives and I fall forward into the snow.
"Diego!" Sid gasps and I feel him gently try and pull me upright.
"You get two choices, and two choices only. I can carry you in-between my tusks, or you can ride on my back." Manny says, fixing me with a look that clearly states I'm in no position to argue. When I don't reply Manny sighs. "I'll put you on my back then." Using his trunk, he gently puts me on his back. I'm not happy, and its very obvious.
"Cheer up Diego, it can't get much worse." Sid says cheerily from below me.
"That's what you think." I murmur lowly from my perch.
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We have been walking for a while now, and I'm even more anxious up on Manny's back.
"Maybe we should stop." Sid recommends glancing up at me. Manny must agree because I'm being gently lowered to the ground. Once I'm securely on the ground I lower myself down in the most painless position possible, which I must admit, still causes a fair amount of pain. Manny lowers himself down across from me and Sid glances between us. His gaze finally settles on me.
"What?"
"How are you gonna eat?"
"I'm not." Sid looks startled.
"But-"
"Can't walk, can't hunt." I cut in. "I'll be fine. Don't worry about it." Sid turns to Manny, who's gazing at the ground.
"Can I ask you something?" He asks, turning his attention back to me. I sigh internally but nod.
"Why did you help us if you knew this would happen to you because of it?"
Okay, if you wanna know how Manny knew about the pound of Flesh, thing, don't worry that'll be explained in all due time. I hope you liked it.
Author Notes- Thanks to Anya Bolton and ShadowSaber126 what would I do without you. Please read and review you guys, I appreciate it.
ShadowSaber126- I didn't post sooner because I hadn't gotten Anya's review yet. I have to wait for both betas before I post, that's the only reason there was a slight delay.
When We Get to The South
Chapter 7- A Pound (Diego's POV)
Manny is staring in horror. Sid, who as usual, is clueless, glances between Manny and myself.
"Does someone want to tell me what's going on?" Sid questions.
"How much do they want?" Manny asks, ignoring the Sloth.
"A pound."
"A pound of what?" Sid is becoming frustrated and we can tell. Manny rolls his eyes, and I resist the urge to do the same.
"Flesh." Manny says, finally turning his attention to Sid.
"Excuse me?" Sid turns to me. "You want to clear this up?" I sigh and look between the two.
"When I helped you, I was labeled a traitor. The punishment for this is losing a pound of flesh and exilement. Why they search for the pound of flesh now instead of waiting until I come before the pack, I can't be positive of." They both stare at me speechless. I stumble to my feet, barely being able to hold ground, and look to them. "Come on, we better get going."
"We can't leave, look at you!" Sid exclaims.
"The longer we wait, the less distance we can put between us." Manny gives a sigh of defeat.
"He's right. We can't stay here." I attempt to take a step forward but roar in pain as my leg gives and I fall forward into the snow.
"Diego!" Sid gasps and I feel him gently try and pull me upright.
"You get two choices, and two choices only. I can carry you in-between my tusks, or you can ride on my back." Manny says, fixing me with a look that clearly states I'm in no position to argue. When I don't reply Manny sighs. "I'll put you on my back then." Using his trunk, he gently puts me on his back. I'm not happy, and its very obvious.
"Cheer up Diego, it can't get much worse." Sid says cheerily from below me.
"That's what you think." I murmur lowly from my perch.
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We have been walking for a while now, and I'm even more anxious up on Manny's back.
"Maybe we should stop." Sid recommends glancing up at me. Manny must agree because I'm being gently lowered to the ground. Once I'm securely on the ground I lower myself down in the most painless position possible, which I must admit, still causes a fair amount of pain. Manny lowers himself down across from me and Sid glances between us. His gaze finally settles on me.
"What?"
"How are you gonna eat?"
"I'm not." Sid looks startled.
"But-"
"Can't walk, can't hunt." I cut in. "I'll be fine. Don't worry about it." Sid turns to Manny, who's gazing at the ground.
"Can I ask you something?" He asks, turning his attention back to me. I sigh internally but nod.
"Why did you help us if you knew this would happen to you because of it?"
Okay, if you wanna know how Manny knew about the pound of Flesh, thing, don't worry that'll be explained in all due time. I hope you liked it.