[My singing Monsters] The Trip To Plant Island

Chapter I - The Dream

It was a cold and snowy night on Cold Island. There was a blizzard all night which kept the mammotts and almost every other monster awake. 

The mammotts were laying in their beds made of hay and wood around the fire. They were trying to find a way to mimmic sounds of the other monsters to recreate the Cold Island song.

 This song is sung every time the monsters mate. All monsters sing to attract the opposite gender, creating the beautiful song herd on Cold Island. On Cold Island monsters mate in winter, because Yools don't come out during any other season. 

The mammotts were suprisingly the most intelligent beings on Cold Island, they learned how to create basic stone tools and weapons, creating fires and basic furniture such as beds and tables. They also found out how to fish, which is suprising because cold island has neither fish nor water. Most other monsters lived like wild animals for the mammotts to hunt and get hunted by. 

All mammotts were singing except for Mason. Mason, or his full name Mason The Mammott, unlike other mammots, didn't like Cold Island. He didnt like the snowstorms that were happening almost always, he didnt like the cold, and he didn't like the other mammotts. 

He always dreamt of going to a sunnier, warmer place, where the sun always shines, the plants always grow, and where snow never falls. 

Once when he was younger he talked to a tweedle that came from a trip to other islands and asked about them. The tweedle said it only visited a single island, the Plant Island. After the tweedle told him a bit about it. 

He fell in love with it. He decided that he will host a trip to this island, and when his fellow mammotts start wanting to leave, he would stay forever. The tweedle told him that it was quite dangerous, that it had t-roxes, entbrats and drumplers. But thats not a problem, he thought. we have dangerous monsters on Cold Island as well. 

They have deedges and, maws, maybe they could be potentially dangerous... 

He was too filled with determination to even think about not going there, or at least, try. He knew that if he decided to not go there, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

 On Plant Island, he could breed with a triple or quadruple element monster and start a family, then a community, and then a civilisation. He thought it would be wierd for his family to only breed with one another, but he didn't care. At all.  

The next day the mammotts all went outside to see if the blizzard caused any damage on any of their structures and entrances. mammotts learned how to build nurseries and storages, where they kept their food. 

A few mammotts thought about shoveling the snow away from the entrance to a building with a pregnant mother and her three year old son, but mammotts do NOT shovel snow, so they walked away.

 Mason facepalmed at the stupidness of his cousins (because they all had the same founder, and they would think it was wierd if they were smart enough) and walked up to his friend Michael to finally tell him about his plan.

"Hi Michael" Mason said.

"Oh hi Mason, what's up?" Michael replied.

"Skip the small talk you stupid mammott, I want you to help me convince the leader and other idiots of our kind to go to another island but I wouldn't expect you-." Mason angrily replied, being stopped mid sentence.

"Uh okay I can help you with that I guess" Michael nicely replied, being used to Masons rude personality.

"Good, because it's not like you had anything better to do anyway you stupid idiot. F*ck you you uneducated stupid fucking piece of-" Mason said. He thought that if he replied rudely then maybe his unintelligent friends would understand him better.