I am going nuts over Bunnie's Uncle Beauregard! All I've done is look up some pictures on him and all I can say is that the guy is one interesting character. He was one of the only few sub-bosses that joined Eggman out of reasons not malignant, and one day had to be on par with his very own niece all because they're on opposite sides of the war.

Then one day a thought came to me: what if he and Vanilla had had some history together? Hardly anywhere besides Fanfiction are there descriptions of Cream's father. Plus, according to the Archie Sonic Wiki Site, Vanilla and Cream used to live in the Southern Baronies, the same region as Beauregard's Legion and very well probably the same region Beauregard himself hailed from.

Besides, to me, Vanilla and Cream's politeness and hospitality would well complement Beauregard's disposition as a Southern gentleman.

Don't expect these one-shots to be in proper sequence with the events of the Archie Sonic Comics or in any perfect chronological order. Granted, there might be a little plot to them, but, other than that, this work of mine will mostly be random.

Sorry for the long author's note, but I had to get that explanation off my back.

Gilded amber sunlight seeped past the blinds of a dim bedroom, landing on the shapes of two motionless rabbits, both lost deep within the confines of slumber. One, female, mumbled pretty nothings as her face betrayed not the smile on her face. No doubt her slumber was a pleasant one. Meanwhile, her male counterpart, the one on the other side of the bed, in contrast, twitched a bit in a rather agitated fashion, especially with his legs. No, he wasn't having a nightmare—just a rather annoying moment in whatever dream he was currently experiencing.

Their names...?

Beauregard and Vanilla Lee Rabbot (pronounced RAB-BOH)...the sleep-deprived but proud parents of a polite but exuberant baby girl...

Speaking of which...

BOOM!

There went the door to the bedroom, slamming into the dark brown wooden wall. Though the resultant noise that occurred was deafening, it only succeeded in making the two adult conies shudder a bit, an action followed right away by a duo of simultaneous treble and bass moaning.

Their niece Bunnie sure knew how to make a racket...just as well as their daughter Cream knew how to get in a person's face because the moment after her cousin kicked the door open, the tiny little lapine, clad in an orange dress that reached her knees and shoes decorated with yellow buttons, hopped all the way across the room and onto her parents' bed, bouncing up and down between the two adults and giggling loudly as any infant would.

A tiny, yellow and light blue baby Chao followed right after the ecstatic toddler, fluttering aerial figure eights while chirping "chao" in excited repetition.

"Mornin', ya'll! Rise n' shine!" cheered out the golden haired preteen, her arms swinging out to the sides as she dashed across the bedroom to raise the window blinds up. The sunlight, once consisting of weak streams, now bathed Beau and Vanilla in its entire golden glare.

The following responses, however, were not what Bunnie, Cream, and Cheese had anticipated and hoped for.

Beauregard slammed a pillow over his head to shield himself from the light. "Oh, Momma, please not now..."

Vanilla whimpered as pulled the covers over her head. "Mother, do I have to get up?"

The children and the Chao all looked at each other blankly at first before bursting into chuckles.

"You big sillies," giggled the bunny girl in dark blue jeans, a pink-shirt, and brown cowboy hat. "We ain't anyone's Momma! She, Cheese, and Ah just wanna to make sure ya'll both up for the beeg day today!"

"Chao, chao!"

Beau, removing the pillow, turned his scruffy head so his wizened face was visible, and opened a bleary eye at the two girls and their Chao companion. "Bunnie, Cream, what're ya'll talkin' abou—"

An abrupt memory came to him, halting him in mid-word and bringing his eyes to the size of plates. The oldest lapine cringed instantly.

'Oh...that...'

Today was the none other than the birthday of Miles "Tails" Prower, one of Cream's nearest and dearest friends! As such, the Rabbot family was anticipated to join in the festivities at the Prower household!

Beauregard had nothing to say against the Prowers, per say; in fact, he was rather good friends with Amadeus, Tails' father.

Just...the idea of all those kids climbing all over him...poking and jabbing him...especially the part of him that wasn't flesh and bone...

Years ago—before Cream had been conceived—Beauregard endured a car crash in which he lost use of his right arm. As a result, the limb had to be amputated in favor of a robotic replacement. The new body part had taken some emotional adjustment from Beau and Vanilla, but eventually the resilient couple had grown to accept it as just another one of the former's quirks.

"...Momma...Dadda...?" Any other time Cream would have had her head tilted to the side, her father would have had to coo. His baby girl was just too cute sometimes. Unfortunately for Beau, now was a not the appropriate time to be cooing at anything...at least not when he was half-awake.

The eldest rabbit dropped his head back onto the pillow with a groan. His wife, despite being almost as conked out as he was, was not about to let the situation stand just like that. Today was a special day and not even Beau's stubbornness was going to get in the way.

"Beau, sweetie...your daughter's calling you." Even though her mind was still having trouble thinking up potent words at the moment...

Beau emitted incoherent mumbles. "For the first ten minutes of the day... she yo' daughta'."

"Uncle Beau..!"

"Dadda...!"

"Chao, chao...!"

Oh goodness gracious, now all of them...? His four biggest weak spots...?

Finally admitting metaphorical defeat, Beauregard waved a hand in the air. "Ugh, alright, ah'm gettin' up, ah'm gettin' up."

'Ah hate when they gang up on me like that!'

My point proven...random...but still kind of cute! X)