Hey, so, this is going to be like a little appetizer while you wait for my other story to you know like get up;dates (i have the chapters written). A little, important thing to know?

THIS IS KINDA LIKE A CROSSOVER BETWEEN THE HUNGER GAMES AND ICE AGE ONLY NOT EXACLTY THE SAME.

so hunger agmes is owned by suzanne collins i think

and ice age by 20th cent. fox

anyway, so there's gonna be technology that was obviously not around in the ice age.

dont be mad please

The Town gathered in the meadow, children separated from their parents. Parents clutched each other, or stared numbly at their child. Other family members who were no longer, or not quite eligible in the reaping stood with the parents, wondering who would be chosen and hoping it would not be that little boy or girl. The members of the herd were among these people, the sub-zero heroes that everyone in this fandom has heard of.

And only one of them was eligible.

Peaches.

But surely she would not be chosen, after all it was her first year, and hardly anyone ever got called on when it was their first year in the reaping.

Now, you're probably all thinking that this is a total copy of Suzanne Collins' The Hunger Games. Well, it's a bit different.

We all know that the animals migrated during the winter or late fall, and again in the spring. So after winter had passed, the villages from within a 30 mile radius would merge to form a Town, and meet in the designated Town square. Their representative (Zinnia Huffle, for the Town in which the herd was in) from the Head (equivalent of the Capitol, only not quite so techno-awesome) chose four Offerings (like a tribute)—two males and two females—between the ages of eleven and eighteen. They would go to the arena, and fight to the death: only two victors, and they could not be from the same district.

There were 10 Towns—forty Offerings in all. The Town that we are talking about right now was Town 10, and for the Head they produced cotton.

Since meeting the herd, Buck had visited them annually in the week of the Reaping. He had been raised in Town One, which was known for growing crops, mostly orchards. Since One was close to the Head, Buck shared the same funny accent as those from the Head, and thus got dirty looks from people from time to time. He didn't let it bother him. After all, he despised the Games himself.

And he should, since both he and his sister had been chosen in the same year.

As Zinnia began her usual speech, Ellie clutched Manny, both of them silently praying that Peaches would be spared.

Futile prayers.

"Ladies first!" the beaver cried. Zinnia reached into the bowl for girls, and fished out two small leaves on which names were scrawled.

She grinned from ear to ear, the paint on her fur emphasizing this all the more.

"Aliah Creston. Mink."

A terrified redheaded teenaged mink stumbled up the stage.

Crash and Eddie allowed themselves to release the breath they had been holding, only to draw it back in sharply.

"Peaches Mammoston. Mammoth."

Ellie and Manny watched helplessly as the small mammoth walked numbly up the stage. One thought that all of the herd shared: Peaches would not survive.

"And now, the gentlemen!" A hush fell through the crowd once more.

"Jeremy Sargento. Sloth." A sickly looking, blond sloth stepped forward.

And finally, "Caesar Crane. Saber-toothed Tiger."

It was then that Ellie burst into tears. Her hopes for her daughter's survival were shattered.

Each member of the weird family said their good-byes in private. Manny and Ellie's were mostly hugging and crying, as were Crash and Eddie's. Sid's was just crying and telling Peaches to try to win for him. So it was no wonder that the insane weasel's goodbye and Diego's, too, would prove to be the only ones that would help her survive.

As Peaches fought tears, Buck held her trunk and met her eyes.

"Stay hidden. Don't make yourself seem dangerous. Any threat will be the first to be killed. On the other hand, too weak and you'll be killed too. Crash and Eddie taught you how to climb trees. Make use of that. Peaches," he said her name sadly. "Peaches, do us all a favor. Don't die. At the very least, don't go down without a fight, okay, mate?" She sniffed. "Okay." "Goodbye, lass." "Goodbye, Uncle."

Diego sat in silence, the two of them just looking at each other. When there was five minutes left of time to say goodbye, he said, "Do what you can to drown out your scent, and cover your tracks. Find your enemy's weaknesses and use them to your advantage. An ally could be useful." He hugged her, willing himself not to cry. "Goodbye," he whispered. "Goodbye, Tigey Wigey," she said softly, remembering Sid's old nickname for him. The Sentinels drove him out then, and loaded the Offerings of Ten onto the train.

Hopefully that wasn't too bad. PLease feel free to review.