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Yeah, I realize that I'm probably pissing off every fan of Long Forgotten Loves now, but still, you can't blame me for wanting some criticism on my writing.

To the fans of that story, I have already sent the next chapter to my beta, so you won't have enough time to kill me before it's updated.

I hope!

Those of you who found your way here because you wanted to read an Ice Age story, I really hope you enjoy. Reviews are lovely, but no flames, please. If you hate my writing, break it to me gently!

I suddenly fell from my warm slumber, hitting hard against the cold ground. I let out a short yelp, surprised at the rude awakening.

I groaned, rubbing my head. Pushing myself off of the cold floor, I tried to ignore the giggles that echoed across the room.

"Why aren't you used to falling out of bed yet, Fayth?" A young voice asked, the pale-green eyes and tan face that belonged to the voice peering over the end of a cot at me.

"I dunno, Ellie. You'd think that since I've fallen out of bed every morning for three years, I'd stop yelping as I fell." I said dryly, pushing my wavy black bangs out of my forest green eyes.

Ellie giggled, rolling out of bed. Her long, completely straight strawberry-blond hair was pulled into a cute braid, one that I did for both of the young girls at night.

"Well, it's a good way to get everyone up in a good mood." She said, pulling off her thin nightgown and undoing her braid. She pulled on her red tee-shirt and her only pair of jeans.

"Yeah, I know how you all love to laugh at my pain." I grumbled, pulling on a blue teeshirt and my jeans, stuffing the tough fabric into my thick black hiking boots.

Ellie giggled again, happily pulled on her little shoes, then headed out of the door to our room. I wondered vaguely where she was going, but then recalled that it was movie day.

Once every few weeks or so, the orphanage 'caretakers' went out, leaving their crappy TV behind for a day. Two and a half years ago, I had the idea of watching a movie on it, going out with my limited amount of money and buying the cheapest, but still popular, movie in the store at the time; Ice Age.

The other children at the home were completely terrified of the prospect of using the TV without the 'caretakers' permission. I had convinced them to at least watch the beginning with me, and we would stop if they wanted to later.

As I predicted, the three little girls and four boys were glued to the TV screen by the time the mammoth came in. Most of them had never seen a movie before, and were completely enthralled in the moving pictures. When the movie was over, every single child was begging me to play it again.

We had fallen in love with Ice Age, as it was the only rebellious thing we did in the home. When the second movie came out, I instantly saved up any money I found, and bought the movie, all us impatiently waiting for the caretakers to leave for the day now known as 'movie day'. By the time the second movie had come out, though, one girl and two boys had been adopted.

The movie had so much influence on the remaining children that they named themselves after it. As they had been here since they were young, they had no name, and was only known by their hair colour. The remaining boys and girls-excluding me-named themselves after characters in the first two movies.

I picked out names that I found from the movies that I thought would fit them, and the kids picked the name they liked the best. The golden-haired siblings, one lanky and small, the other more bulkily built, named themselves after Zeke and Diego. The bulky, blue-eyed boy was now Diego, and the lankier, brown-eyed one was Zeke.

The strawberry-blond girl had decided on Ellie, since her hair and eyes were similar colour, and she loved the female mammoth. The other girl, Rachel, had named herself after the blond female sloth Sid had flirted with near the beginning of the movie. Rachel had silky, pale blond hair, which she kept medium length and in a high ponytail in honor of the sloth. Her blue eyes shone with mischief, though she could be extremely lazy at times.

The kids wanted me to take the name Jennifer, after the other sloth that was seen with Rachel. Though I had chin-length, wavy black hair, and green eyes like the sloth, I didn't want to be Jennifer. After going through many different names from the two movies, including male names, the younger ones were ready to give up.

Ellie suggested that we name me Faith, since that's what seemed to be the message in most movies. I instantly liked it, but I said that 'Faith' was cliché. Rachel had mentioned she had once seen it spelled with a 'y' instead of an 'i', and suddenly, I had a new name.

After paying for and watching the third movie, all the kids had practically fallen in love with Peaches and Buck. Zeke said that he would've named himself after the insane weasel if he had seen the movie sooner.

I was knocked out of my thoughts when a sudden weight slammed me into the ground. I looked up to see pale blond hair and mischievous blue eyes smiling at me.

"Rachel! You're getting too heavy to do that anymore!" I yelled playfully, scooping the blond up and placing her back on her bed. She pouted.

"I am not heavy!" She protested, then grinned slyly at me. "Well, not as heavy as you, anyway." Thinking she had won, she hopped down off the bed.

"Well, muscle weighs more than fat, and your still almost too heavy for me to lift." I said back at her, watching as she suddenly halted and stared in shock back at me. Her mouth gaped, but before she could find words, Zeke came bursting through the door.

"They're gone! Break out the Ice Ages!" He shouted, pulling us out of the room and into the boys room. Diego and Ellie had already dragged in the old TV, and had pushed the boys cots together to make one average-sized couch.

Zeke and Rachel hopped on the bed, watching me impatiently. I laughed, then went towards a rusted grate in the wall. I took off the grate, and then grabbed the carefully wrapped package.

I unwrapped it as I walked over to the TV, putting in the first movie. As the screen went blue for a second, as it always did, I flopped down onto the joined cots, making the kids dive away.

I skipped over the previews, as we didn't care to be temped by things we couldn't have. As the small squirrel hopped onto the screen, Zeke, Diego, Rachel and Ellie all sat on the front of the cot, blocking my view of the television.

I rolled over and sat up, watching the little squirrel scratch at the ice. As the camera angle changed, the scene suddenly went white, and stayed like that.

The cries of dismay from the kids was deafening. I rolled my eyes, heading towards the screen. It was such an old TV, but I knew how to fix it...most of the time.

As I walked closer, I felt a wave of dizziness come over me. I stumbled, but didn't hit the ground. Instead, I fell into a chilling white, the calls of the kids echoing behind me.

Rachel, Zeke, Diego, and Ellie stared at the TV which had just swallowed their adopted elder sibling. The DVD skipped, then suddenly showed Manny walking up the cliff into the human village.

The kids exchanged glances as the camera angle changed, showing a lithe figure lying on a prehistoric pillow, wavy black hair and thick trench coat spread messily around her.

The mammals walked over to Fayth, and began to argue about what to do.

Well, I hope you enjoyed! And if you didn't, tell me why! Just not in a flame!

As with my other story, if I get one positive review, I'll update. I've already written a heck of a lot of the story, so don't be shy!