Chapter 9: Cave Rolling and Falling Sloths.
Roshan coughed rashly, trying to rid the dust from his lungs from the recent cave-in. It was incredibly dark, the faint fire on the torchlight the only thing keeping him from plunging into complete darkness.
The cave in had trapped him in one of the caves only a small space at the top of the rubble was visible, but even then he couldn't possible squeeze through- he doubted that even his son, being how small he was, could either.
Worry was beginning to set in more than ever now. With all these caves in the chances that his son could be unharmed was wearing thin- and he couldn't shake the thought of his child being buried under all the rubble.
Roshan sat against the wall, gazing around the fallen rocks and boulders, trying to figure out what to do next.
He sighed, placing one hand on his temple and rubbed it smoothly, trying to rid some of the tension. He had to find his son. He had to.
Though how I have no idea. I could be trapped down here for a long time...
Roshan decided he would rest for now, gather his strength, then try to move these rocks before any other cave-ins occurred.
"No, Shorty! Don't touch those!"
Louis ran over at full speed over to the baby, who was just about to reach out and pluck a dangerously sharp rock up from the small pool of water. The molehog snatch the baby off the ground and pulled him away just in time.
"You don't touch those!" He said, a little more firmly that he felt. The baby's felt crumbled.
"Oh no! please don't cry-"
"Waaaaaah!"
"I only said it because I was worried! Come on, I'm sorry!" Louis rocked the infant awkwardly. It was harder when he wasn't that much bigger than Shorty himself.
Shorty quieted down and seemed to cheer up, reached out and grabbed the molehog's nose, babbling nonsense.
"Uuuum...okay I like you two, now please let go- OW!"
Peaches came wandering over from the other side of the pool, laughing a little at the sight she saw.
"Aw, he really likes you, Louis!"
"Er yeah, but he's pulling me ears-Peaches!"
Peaches reached out and plucking Shorty out of his arms and threw him intro the air and caught him again, causing the baby to laugh excitedly.
"Aw, are you bothering poor Louis, Shorty?"
The baby waved his arms about in response. "Gah bah bah bah bah!"
"I think that means 'Louis is great' in baby Language!" Peaches laughed. Louis smiled a little.
"I guess it's not too hard- but he does like pulling people's ears..."
"Hmm. So, are you ready to move on? this pool is great but We really oughta be finding our way outa here."
Sid stretched his still numb-feeling arms out of the log, and began trying to free the rest of his torso. He's regained his mobility (most of it anyway) a few minutes ago, but the possums had shoved him in incredibly tight.
The possums in question had run about screaming until they completely exhausted themselves, and where currently napping somewhere nearby.
"Come on..." Sid mumbled, sucking in his stomach and trying his best to pull himself free.
"Aw man...c'mon this is..."
He came a mighty pull. But it didn't work.
In fact, it made the log slowly tip to the right, dangerously near a sloping tunnel.
"Uh oh. Crash, Eddie, HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEELP!"
The sloth, still half-stuck in the lock, went rolling down the tunnel at a high-speed. The possums, who were sleeping nearby, jerked away and stared after him for a few moments.
Then, they stared at each other with horrified looks.
"Quick! catch the sloth!"
They darted after the sloth, but could only catch up a little.
"Nninininininininininnininini nin!" Sid drawled with ever roll. "Aw, I think I'm gonna be sick!"
"Hang on Sid, we're save you!"
"And the log!"
"Look out! CLIFF!"
Sid's head whipped around to see where he was heading- right towards a ledge.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
He flew off the side, spinning in the air like a boomerang.
Then, slowly, he plummeted down.
SPLASH.
Sid, still attached to the log (now standing up-right) resurfaced to sind himself floating in a large lake. A waterfall cascaded from a Behind him, seemingly coming in through a small tunnel from high up.
"I'm Alive! OW!"
Sid felt two furry balls hit his head- that turned out to be the Possums. They hopped on to either one ofthe sloth shoulders and, mimicking some sort of lookouts, raised their paws up to their eyes as if needed to shield them from the sun.
"Hmmm...nothing here."
"Hey...did you hear something?"
The sloth and the possums turned to the waterfall. Suddenly, a small figure came darting out of the tunnel along with the water, yelling in a high voice, almost squawking voice.
And it was falling straight towards them.
The possums and the sloth screamed- Crash and Eddie jumped onto the side of the leg and held onto the bark, leaving Sid to take the full hit of whatever was coming.
Something small and prickly furred landed on Sid's shoulders, causing him to yelp and wave his arms about hysterically.
"Shut up Sidney! Now, where's Precious?"
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