Disclaimer:I do not own anything 'Ice Age' related other than my OCs, Lois, Pett (err... he's not really an OC, I just gave him a name), Rascal, and being introduced in this chapter; Doktor.
Note: Yes, metacognitive, much to Momma! For a dino, she sure is pretty ;) and yes, writer's block... I hate it.
pachysam, thank you for the ideas. I shall try to incorporate them into the story, although I will say that I'll find it difficult to put Roshan in the story, since he's a human, and humans can't understand animals.
I know Fiat Noctum, I'm so sorry. I'm always bumping up the explanation to Diego's fatigue. I'm debating over myself, yes, I am. But I will put the reason for his fatigue soon.
Mummy Rudy, Chapter Eight
Hurrying down along the grassy lands of the rain forest, Buck searched for any sign of danger, narrowing his eyes as he looked to the distance, under rocks and before he walked through any bushes. He knew that he was breaking one of his own rules, but Pett needed his daily check up, and the weasel thought that it'd be best to stay with the doctor for the night. They weren't in the best part of the jungle right now. Checking one last time for any predators, he turned to the herd and gestured for them to come quickly.
"Come on, the coast is clear!"
They got to the weasel within seconds - always listen to Buck (when he says 'hurry up' you better hurry up).
Buck lead them through a forest of great ginormous leaves with his knife pointing wildly at all directions. Doktor's house 'gnomes' weren't the friendly type, and they weren't really gnomes, but venus flytraps.
Buck hopped on all fours towards a very large dinosaur fossil; half buried to the ground, and covered with leaves to hide the interior, his dagger held in his mouth. Stopping beside the skull that created the entrance of the shed, he stood up and swivelled to the group. With his dagger held over one shoulder, the weasel knocked at the skull. Pett chirped and landed in front of the passage, with Buck picking on his teeth as they waited.
"Who's there?!" demanded a raspy voice that seems to be echoing from within the fossil.
Buck stopped his teeth picking and replied, "It's me, Buck, here for Pett's daily check-up."
"Ah yes, yes, come in."
The skull puffed out smoke from it's holes, and slowly, it began to open. The herd stared in awe while stopping behind the weasel and it's pet. Inhaling the jungle scent, Buck marched towards the darkened entrance, the only light from the end of the fossil tunnel where it turns. Pett flapped his wings and flew it ahead of everybody else. There was voice from within the fossil cave that grumbled as the pterosaur reached it's destination.
"Pfft," Buck shook his head, and turned to herd as he kept marching, "A word of advice; friends who has wings, must not fly in Doktor's home."
Manny raised a brow, "Why?"
The weasel shrugged, "He hates it when his materials get broken."
"Materials?" asked Ellie, "What does he have in there?"
"Oh, I bet it's a collection of magic wands!" Eddie implied. Crash gave his brother a bop to the head, "No silly, it's a collection of pet fishes."
The herd looked to the lone opossum who had made the comment with an awkward stare, and silence. Buck asked what everyone was thinking, "A collection of pet fishes?"
Crash slumped his shoulders in embarrassment, "Nevermind."
"So, uhh..." Manny started, examining the fossil cave, "Why is this fossil cave so big?"
"Well, what if I told you that Rudy isn't exactly at his full height?" Buck stopped, and turned to the herd.
The mammoth was curious, "What do you mean his 'full height'?"
The weasel zipped out through a curtain of leaves that covered the fossil, which got everyone looking at each other. Buck came back when he popped his head from the roof of the cave, letting a bit of light in, and his knife struck the ground in front of Manfred. He dropped a good length of vine and climb down, holding a small portion of white goop in his hands.
"Ooh, what's that?!" Peaches asked excitedly, smiling.
"Oh this? It's clay, little fruity."
Manny pouted, "Her name is Peaches."
"Oh," Buck's ears dropped for a moment, "Sorry mate. Any how..." his ears perked up again, and he landed on his two feet, grabbing his knife and starting to carve out a familiar shape; Rudy.
"What if I told you," the weasel began, as he stopped from carving, and examining his piece of art work as he spoke, "that we're walking under Mummy Rudy's bones?"
He looked up at the herd with a deranged grin.
The herd's ears dropped at the information.
"Y-you mean..." Crash gulped, "there was someone bigger than Rudy himself?"
"Yes," Buck replied, turning and starting to march again; continuing to carve, whatever he is carving. "But no worries, she's dead. I mean, she was only four feet bigger than baby Rudy..."
"Wait, what?" Manny was confused, "Dinosaurs can grow that big?"
"Yes." replied Buck.
"Then, how did she die?" Eddie asked.
Buck blew at his finished art work, dusting it off, and admiring it for a moment before replying to the opossum's question. "No one knows, she just collapsed one day, and died. At least, that's the story. I wasn't there when Mummy Rudy died, mates. If you think about it, I was only a tiny little weasel." His ears dropped for a moment, and holding his knife and statue in one hand, Buck made a pinching gesture with his free hand, "You know, a cute little baby weasel?"
He strangely began cooing, murmuring something about himself being a baby before hugging the statue he carved. Manny decided it was enough weird stuff for now, and asked, "So you're telling us that you've actually been fighting a baby dinosaur all this time?"
Buck shook his head as he was snapped back to reality, "No mate. Rudy's eight years old, Baryonyx dinosaurs only live up to twelve."
A crash! in the distance, and an shout of annoyance.
"BUCKMINSTER!!!!" came that old raspy voice again, only this time, it was fuming.
The weasel chuckled nervously, "Oops. Looks like the doctor's calling."
Woot, tell me what you think! I don't exactly know how many years Baryonyx dinosaurs live up to... I just made that up. Lol.
