Chapter 5: Cave Navigation and the Possum Boredom.
"We're completely lost!"
Peaches, Shorty and Louis had been wandering in and out of different tunnels since the cave in, which was being to seem like a long time ago. The caves down here lacked paintings, which gave Peaches the idea that not even humans had been down here- or at least, their settlement wasn't nearby.
The more they explored, the more they seemed to be getting lost. Shorty, who seemed to be getting fed up, began wailing loudly. He didn't want to stay here anymore. He liked his new friends, but he wanted to go home to his mother and father now, and eat something.
Louis was covering his ears, trying to block out the noise. "C'mon, please stop crying!"
Peaches bounced the baby up and down to entertain him. He giggled happily, but soon returned to wailing. "Nothing's working!" she moaned "Looking after kids is harder than I thought!"
"Maybe we should feed him something!" Louis suggested helpfully.
"Um, there's not really anything we can give him down here...oh wait!" Peaches stopped something rolling down a small, steep tunnel towards them.
It was an acorn.
Louis wandered over to it and scooped it up, examining it "You don't think humans can eat these, do you-"
"AAAARGH!"
An infuriated shriek interrupted him as once again a ball of grey fur slammed into the poor molehog. He screamed, shoving the creature off him that turned out to be (again) the saber-tooth squirrel from before.
"Hey, It's the physco squirrel!" Peaches said as said squirrel snatched up his acorn and growled at them. "Maybe he knows a way out of here!"
"What?" Louis said, rubbing his nose.
"Hey, acorn guy..." Peaches addressed the saber-squirrel "D you by any chance know how do get out of here?"
The creature scratched his head, making small, unintelligible squeaky sounds. Then, she shrugged and shook his head.
Beofre Peaches could say any more the saber-squirril darted down the tunnel and out of sight. She glared after him.
"Some help he was." Louis muttered, still rubbing his sore, battered nose. Shorty, who had been entertained by the small squirrel and thus had stopped crying for a moment, began wailing again.
Peaches groaned loudly.
"We're lost."
"We are not, Manny. We just got here."
"Maybe we should've taken that other tunnel."
Ellie sighed. Diego and Shira were up ahead, scouting incase any danger presented itself.
Manny shook his head "This is all my fault. I should've never let her come here!"
"Manny, I know you're worried so am I" Ellie said quietly beside him "We'll find her. You'll see."
Manny didn't reply. The whole concept of his child and wife being near humans made his stomach churn and his mind race with memories of a very long time ago.
The paintings around him didn't help. They brought more painful memories than good ones.
The only good one being with Pinky. He wondered, as he saw Diego waiting for them to catch up, is the saber was thinking about how the herd came together, a while before Peaches was born? When Diego was planning to bring them home for dinner but ultimately saved their lives?
Then, as he saw Diego gazing quietly up at the paintings unaware of Shira's curious glance, he decided that yes, he must be.
Crash and Eddie watched as the sunlight slowly drained from the sky. It was getting late, and their sister and the others had not returned.
Being the brainless, wreckless duo they were, Crash and Eddie were more annoyed about their fun-less evening than they were worried. It was in their nature to be careless until something REALLY Bad happened.
Manny, Peaches and the others were probably going to come home after seeing some cool caves, they decided, and Peaches would get a scolding and Manny would be grumpy for the rest of the evening.
"Dude, this is SOOOOO boring." Eddie muttered, crossing him arms.
"Yeah. I wanna go on an adventure, too. And Ellie's been gone for ages!"
"Hey, I got an Idea!"
"What?"
"We go find them!"
Crash tapped his chin, mimicking thoughtfulness (he couldn't ever be really thoughtful)
"I don't know...Manny said to stay here and keep an eye on Sid."
"Weeeeeeeeeeeeelll we could just say we forgot."
"What about Sid?"
The possums glanced at the still-paralysed sloth lying nearby.
Then, their gazes travelled over to a small, sloth-sized log. They looked at each other, both with insanely conniving grins plastered of their furry faces.
A few moments later, Sid was rolling down the path, stuffed in the log, with Crash and Eddie running backwards on top of it, laughing hysterically.
"MAAAAAAAAAANNNNNYYYYYYYYYYYY !"
Poor Sid.
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