Faithers: RAWR~! We're Ba-a-a-a-ack!
Amethyst: BEWARE!
Faithers: FOR I AM THE BOX GHOST! ... sorry. Danny Phantom fangirl in me just went loco.
Amethyst: OMG you watch that too?!
Faithers: OMG! -squee- ANOTHER PHANGIRL!
Amethyst: Aye.
Faithers: I'm not even gonna say the joke 'coz now I know everyone's thinking it. ;D
Amethyst: XD yeah. Anyway, sorry it's been a few days since we've updated! I wanted to see the movie again (I SAW IT AGAIN TODAY WHOO!) before I started writing anymore so that I had a...better idea of things, so to speak.
Faithers: And I WANTED to work on my main focus story (Which has been liberally ignored... I feel so irresponsible) ._.
Amethyst: And I also wanted to write something on Avery...whom I am not telling you about because that would be a spoiler. =D
Faithers: -holds hand up to mouth as if telling a secret- I pulled her away from writing that one. =P
Amethyst: Yeah...I still need to get that done...AFTER this, of course.
Faithers: So you all know the drill! We own nothing, yada yada yada. Let's get started on chapter three, shall we?
Amethyst: Roger!
Scrat looked around, his eyes narrowing slightly as he deadpanned his glare at the greenery around him. Not this place again. This was where he met Scratte, and she had been a little steal-happy with his acorn.
Speaking of which, she still had it. And she was up on the surface. With HIS acorn. How was he supposed to get all the way back up there? He couldn't fly like she could.
Scrat banged his head on a few of the rocks strewn around him and growled to himself, before noticing the shadow standing over him. He turned and his eyes widened.
A Velociraptor stood over him, its teeth gleaming menacingly, yellow eyes narrowed. It growled, a low rumbling in its throat, inching closer.
He gulped, brown eyes widening in horror. His acorn forgotten (for the moment) he let out a scream and started running as fast as he could. Which would have probably put the Roadrunner to shame.
Falling into its role of Coyote, it made a loud shriek and ran after him, quickly gaining velocity, its feathers helping the speed. If Scrat could just get to that tree...
A squeak escaped his lips as a shadow passed over him when he jumped onto the tree. An all too familiar shadow. Holding another all too familiar shadow. He didn't wonder how or why, but Scratte had brought his acorn down here. Probably to taunt him with it.
He didn't have time for this. He was in potentially mortal peril and she was coming to taunt him again? Didn't she have anything better to do?
The acorn shadow suddenly fired away from the Scratte shadow, and he realized with a jolt that it was going to hit the raptor...she was sacrificing the acorn for him! He would have been touched...
...Had it not been his acorn.
His eyes widened. HIS ACORN!
Frantic, he tried to think of a way to save it.
He ricocheted off the first tree he came across and went flying over the raptor, grabbing the acorn as he passed and jetting away the way they had come.
Shaking its head, the raptor snarled and shot after him once more. It was getting exceedingly tired of this game of chase, and it was hungry, and so help it, it was going to eat.
Scrat let out another pitiful scream as he ran, his acorn curled in his arms. The shadow from before was following him again.
Suddenly, an idea struck him. He jumped up the side of a tree and grabbed onto Scratte's tail, ignoring her surprised yelp. Holding on for dear life, he looked imploringly at the female. Her eyes softened slightly and she turned again, flying away from the raptor.
Once they landed on a safely high precipice, they stared at each other. Well, Scrat stared at Scratte. Scratte was staring at the acorn. Scrat held the nut closer to his chest, as if to say, "Mine!"
Scratte pouted, as if trying to say, "I risk my life for you and this is the thanks I get?!"
Indecisive, Scrat looked from his precious acorn to Scratte. He loved his acorn, but Scratte did save his life. Then again, she was always trying to steal his acorn. But they'd had such a good time together...But on the other hand...
He growled and threw the acorn down to the ground, managing to hit a sharp rock. The acorn split in half perfectly.
He blinked, then looked back up at Scratte.
Well, this certainly was a turn of events.
He picked up the piece closest to him and held it out to her, when he saw her reaching for the other piece. She looked surprised, then looked down at the piece she was holding and held it out to him.
Maybe they could get along after all...
"Manny?" Ellie asked, her expression worried. "Have you seen Peaches? I sent Crash and Eddie to go look for her a few hours ago, but they haven't come back yet..."
Manny looked over, "I tried to talk to her..." he muttered, "but she stalked off. I haven't seen her since then."
Diego looked up from his catnap and frowned, "Peaches isn't around?"
Ellie shook her head, her worry increasing. "No. I don't know where she's gone...Sid, have you seen her?"
Sid shook his head, looking up at her. "Nuh-uh."
Diego stood. "Bet I can find them. With our luck they just started exploring somewhere and haven't come back yet."
Ellie rolled her eyes. "With our luck, they could be back down in that Dinotopia with Buck."
Buck was quite enjoying himself, thank you very much. He hummed and laughed at some of the comments of Crash and Eddie as he set up some shelter, working with ease for the survival for the three surface dwellers.
"And THEN..." Crash said, pausing for dramatic effect, "that squirrel thing landed in my arms!"
"And I got hit on the head with an acorn." Eddie added.
Peaches rolled her eyes. "You honestly enjoy this?"
"Yes, actually." Buck said, grinning at her. "It's nice, really. Being acknowledged for something that I did right. Not quite used to it..." He paused, looking briefly as if he though he'd said too much, then added, "But it's pleasant all the same."
Peaches looked at him, "What do you mean...not used to it?"
He shook his head, making a kind of shooing gesture with his hand. "Never mind tha', uh...Fruity. Nothin' important. Wanna help me with this? Give ya somethin' ta do."
Buck was hiding something, and though Peaches was curious as to what, she didn't want to pry. It wasn't any of her business. So, instead, she accepted his offer – after correcting him ("My name is Peaches,") of course – and helped him with the shelter while Crash and Eddie continued with their ridiculous stories.
"So you gonna tell us about the clamshell story?" Eddie asked finally as the shelter was complete.
"Innit a li'l late fer tha'?" Buck smirked, "I's time ta bed down."
Crash and Eddie made whiney "awww..." noises before relenting, curling up next to Peaches while Buck kept watch.
After she was sure that her uncles were asleep, Peaches looked up at Buck. "Hey, aren't you tired?"
Buck looked back at her, "I c'n ask ya th' same thing." he grinned.
"Well, yeah, but..." she paused, "Well, won't you be tired tomorrow? I mean, if you're going to stay up all night..."
Buck looked away, "Adren'line has a grea' side effect o' makin' ya not be tired. An' being where we are, I get a lo' of i'."
She wanted to ask more, but she decided to let it go. She knew it wasn't any of her business, so no matter how interested she was, she wouldn't push him for answers. She barely knew him, anyway. "Well...G'night."
"Nigh' lass." he smiled slightly to her then went back to watching for dinosaurs.
"Come on lads, lass, time ta ge' a move on."
Peaches opened her eyes and groaned, looking at an all too happy Buckminster. How could he be this happy when he had no sleep?
Crash and Eddie were suddenly awake and bouncing around her trying to be the first to wake her up. She promptly closed her eyes again and groaned, "Why me...?"
"C'mon Princess!" Crash said, poking her relentlessly.
"Yeah, Buck says get up!" Eddie added, opening one of her eyelids determinedly.
"And remember Rule #1!"
"Always listen to Buck!."
"I beg to differ." she grumped, "He never said to get up. He said it's time to get a move on, there's a difference."
Crash and Eddie shared a puzzled look. "There is?"
"Sure there is." Peaches said matter-of-factly.
"Come on, guys. Get up, and le's go." Buck said, rolling his eyes, albeit fondly.
Peaches stuck out her tongue, "See, THAT's what I'll respond to if you want me to get up." She pushed herself to her feet, smirking.
Still looking befuddled, the twin possums clambered onto their niece's back once more.
Buck smiled fondly at the antics of the three, turning his face so they wouldn't see it as he started to walk, "We'll have ta head throu' the Cave o' No Return first. You'd best stick close, ya hear?" he smirked.
They would love the Cave of No Return.
Amethyst: Ooo, the Cave of No Return. That sounds fun. =D
Faithers: But what is it, you ask?! Well, in all technicalities, it's actually my room...xD
Amethyst: Definitely sounds like it, from what I've heard. XD
Faithers: GAH MY INTERNET HATES ME.
Amethyst: Kinda like my drink hates me. Diet Root Beer not only doesn't taste very good, but it makes you thirsty-ER. DX
*Faithers disconnected!*
*Faithers reconnected!*
Faithers: WHAT THE BEEP?!
Amethyst: Poor you. Ahm sleepeh. *yawn*
Faithers: Ahm eaten. Shall see soon, yes?
Amethyst: Riiight. Well, shall we end this chappie?
Faithers: Right. Before my internet starts to su- -FAITHERS DISCONNECTED AGAIN-