Novel & Cerita Voice Of Diego From Ice Age

Indie looks at her pleadingly. “Aww ok, it is a little girl.” She smiles. “Aww really? A little playmate for Wren!” Indie squeals “they will be besties like us!” Damn, that girl has a voice that can go so high at a pitch that only dogs can hear it! Deafening. You’d think after this many years I’d be used to it. I swear Dan is either deaf or he wears earplugs. “Hola! Only us” I hear Diego’s voice from the front door.

Why didn't I hear them earlier? “W-What—what the hell is going on here?” My voice sounds thick, foreign even to my ears. They finally notice me, and Diego looks up, shocked and surprised but was able to hide it almost immediately before a cruel smirk blooms on his face. “Oh. It’s you.” His voice is nonchalant as he tugs on his pants. “Di..Diego...” I swallow, my fingers trembling, disbelief washing over me in waves. “What’s happening here? Diego, you better start talking els…”

Diego nodded, "Hes alot more capable than you think." "He looks like trouble" Marissa said. Diego giggled. Marissa added, "And hes cute...for a hero." Diego looked at Aquarius, "Im told your grandmother is a Pnevma like me" "She is" Aquarius said, "would you like to know about her?" Diego nodded. "Her name is Love Moore" said Aquarius,"A water and ice nature user from Liquid Isle. She got along with the Spirit inside of her, she said her name is Ginger."

I pinched his cheeks, which made him pout. “ Let's go; I know you're excited, and I can't wait to spend our time at the beach!” I said, and Diego started to place the luggage at the back of the car. We get inside, and David sits in the back seat. “ Mommy, can we go to a store to buy ice cream? “he said while playing with his toy. “ Of course we will, “ I said and smiled at him. Minutes later, we saw a store selling ice cream. Diego went out to buy ice cream and went back immediately.

“Ahhh…at least ONE of you has some manners.” His eyes crinkle with delight and he puffs out his chest. Then, with fisted fingers, he smacks at his chest a few times. “Ahhh….my name. Listen well you two and remember my name. I am Diego. You may pronounce it as dee-yay-go. It means ‘he who supplants.’” Diego is clearly enjoying being in the limelight but Helios grows impatient. He is not used to having to wait for an answer.

Diego gave out a devilish smile, looking at me. My mouth came dropping down at his lies. "That's not true!" I yelled, rushing up to Mom and Diego. She was already eating his story. "I did not beg you to come!" "Oh really? I still have the voice record here. Mind if I play it?" "Voice what?!" I exclaimed in shock, staring at a confident Diego, who raised his phone for Mom to see. I wanted to doubt his words, but when I recalled our past... "Oh, let me hear it, " Mom suggested.

Especially in front of those annoying kids. Several parents approached Reynold and Diego. They seemed to recognize Diego's presence. "Excuse me, are you Mr. Diego? Eeehm, I mean Mr. Diego Collins Harvey?" someone asked Diego. Diego stood behind Reynold while still holding Reynold's shoulder. He smiled at everyone as he said, "Yes... that's right. I'm Diego Collins Harvey." Everyone heard him clearly. Plus most of them also knew who Diego Collins Harvey was. "Oh my God, is it really him?"

Diego smiled and said, "Do you think you have any power to say no? I'm in a good mood now, so I'll be nice. Don't piss me off! "Things won't end well if I'm angry. I might end your life after I'm done with you!" As he spat the last sentence out, Diego had a maniacal expression. He looked like a demon. Sensing the ferocity from Diego's aura, Khloris' body trembled. She froze as panic flooded her mind. That man was not human—disgusting and insane. "That's the spirit!" Diego let out a satisfied chuckle, seeing that Khloris was no longer struggling. He inched closer, bringing his mouth to hers.

A thick voice sent shivers down my spine, forcing my eyes to snap open. Diego was standing a few feet away from me, his expression unreadable, but the concern on his face clear. I asked again. “What are you doing here?” Diego's reply came, fast and sharp. “I could ask you the same thing” The scent of sandalwood mixed with cigar smoke filled my nose, making my pulse quicken. “Talk to me, Ophelia.” “I'm fine” “That's a lie” Diego's voice was calm, controlled.

Diego said on the other end of the line, "you better hurry up or I'm going to torture your deformed dog more than you saw yesterday." "I'm on my way now." Diego chuckled. "Rot with the corpses of your parents." Diego disconnected the call unilaterally.