Ice Age 2 x Female Reader

Chapter 1

P.O.V. (Y/N)

It has been a while since me and the herd brought Roshan back to his family. It's been a little while since we found a place to stay. It even hasn't been that long since Sid started being some sort of life guard for some sort of camp.

Right this second, children can be heard shouting out in joy. It's the cutest thing ever, to be honest. They're jumping, swimming, sliding and running around. And not only children are having fun out here, also parents. Let's take the Tapir couple as an example. They're having fun? Guess Sid's wish came through. The Global warming been going on for some time and the kids are loving it, can't say the same for us adults, though. 

My thoughts are broken off by a whistle, Aka, Sid's whistle.

"No running, James! Camp rules." He yells. He is standing infront of an ice wall that comes up to his shoulders, a female sloth coincidentally sitting on the other side, making it look like Sid is some kind of body builder. 

"Make me, sloth!" The anteater says as he runs past the two sloths.

"Make me, sir!" Sid corrects and he walks from behind the ice wall. "It's all about respect." 

"Ew!" The other sloth exclaims when Sid points at her and she walks off.

"Jared, you just ate. Wait an hour! Hector, no, no, no, you can't pee-pee there! O-Okay, there is fine. Ashley, stop picking- Ahh!" Sid gets cut off bij a couple of kids tying a piece of rope around his ankle and hoisting him up by a broken off piece of tree. 

"Yay! Piñata" The kids exclaim.

"Stop! You're supposed to wear blindfolds." Sid says. I mean, it's not the thing I would've said, but it's Sid.

"Okay." One kid says and puts his arm infront of his eyes, peaking through his fingers, before hitting Sid in the eye.

"Hey, it's my turn to hit the sloth!" The kid named James says. 

As the two kids start arguing, hitting Sid in the meantime, I decide it's been enough and walk towards the crowd. But before I know it, Sid is launched and lands a few meters away from me. The kids storm towards the poor sloth and the one kid pokes him with the stick.

"Hey! You didn't have any candy in you." He says.

"Let's bury him!" The others start cheering again as some of them pick Sid up and others dig a hole, where they eventually put him in.

"Hey, hey, whoa!" I yell, quickly walking towards the crowd, as the same kid jumps on Sid's head. "Who said you kids could torture the sloth?" 

"(Y/N), don't squash their creativity." Diego says as he walks beside me.

"Hey, (Y/N)! Manny! Diego! My bad mammal-jammals." I tilt my head at Sid. "Want to give a sloth a hand?" 

Manny wraps his trunk around Sid's neck and pulls him out of the hole. 

"Look, I opened my camp." Sid says excitedly. "Campo del Sid. It means 'Camp of Sid'." He says, making some gestures with his claws.

"Congratulations. You're now an idiot in two languages." Diego says, managing to get a giggle out of me.

"Shh. Not in front of the K-I-D-Z. These little guys love me." Sid says while pointing at the kids. "Right, Billy?"

"Don't make me eat you." 'Billy' says.

"Sure, whatever you want to believe." I mumble, which apparently Manny hears, 'cause he chuckles. 

"Aw, they kids. That's why they're called 'kids'."