A/N - Hi everyone! Sorry that this isn't Without Love, like I sort of promised... or this other story that I got permission to write ;) But both of those will be uploaded eventually. I decided to take a shot at Rare Pair Month, for Romerica week. The chapter titles are the set themes for each day as well!

Please enjoy and review!

Summary - Alfred and Lovino have been taking care of Hattie ever since they adopted her when she was one. With Hattie came her little stuffed bunny, Bunny. But now Hattie is four, and they've recently moved, resulting in Bunny getting lost.

"Lovino!"

There was one, two worrying minutes of silence that there was no answer except for the click of a door closing, but then Alfred heard Lovino's lightly-placed footsteps bounding down the hallway to the guest room, where they had placed some of the boxes they didn't need as soon after the move.

The artificial light of the lamp embraced Lovino's shadow as it appeared from the open doorway. He was glaring.

"Could you be any louder?" Lovino hissed as he crossed his arms. "I just got Hattie to fall asleep for the night and I don't want her waking up so soon-"

Alfred lifted up his discovery from the cardboard box, holding it carefully in his hands, before turning to show it to Lovino. "Guess what I found?"

Lovino's green eyes grew wide, and he rushed right over to Alfred's side. "No…" he breathed in disbelief. "You did not-!"

"In one of the miscellaneous boxes, I did." Alfred laughed a bit. "I don't know what possessed me to look through them, but I'm glad I did."

Lovino took the stuffed animal into his hands, the light blue fur soft against his fingers. He sighed softly, looking at Alfred with a newfound relief, a shared relief. "She'll be so happy."

Alfred gave another laugh, gentle and warm. "She should be - she had Bunny ever since she was left at the agency. And ever since this move..."

Lovino woke up to the yellow light of the hallway crashing into his and Alfred's room. He was rattled by loud sniffles, and sitting up disconnected Alfred's arm from around his waist.

He mumbled a bit, rubbing at his eyes. Surprised that he had fallen asleep at all.

New house.

They had arranged furniture in the living room and in the kitchen and the bedrooms. They had gone out to shop for food, and came back to put it away and cook and eat.

The small family had been full and exhausted, even little Hattie who colored and got in Alfred and Lovino's way when it came to moving the furniture.

Lovino had shown Hattie to her room, which they would take the time to decorate and make it her own. Alfred stood further down the hall, at the doorway to their bedroom, so Hattie could see where their room would be.

They had tucked her into bed with the blanket at her chin and her nightlight on.

But no Bunny.

They hadn't noticed the absence of the beloved stuffed animal.

Even Hattie hadn't noticed from being so tired, but there she was, standing in the doorway with tears running down her freckled cheeks. "Papa!" she sniffed.

Lovino's expression softened, and he reached down - a signal for her to run to him so he could pick her up. He cradled her in his arms, settling upright against the headboard. It felt cold and bit through the fabric of his shirt. "Oh, princess, what's wrong?" he asked, voice soft as to avoid waking Alfred.

"Bunny! Bunny's gone!" she announced, light green eyes filling with more tears.

"... Bunny isn't gone, sweetheart." Alfred mumbled, propping himself upright on his elbows. "we just have to unpack her."

Lovino hummed in agreement, brushing her blonde curls out her face. "We'll do that first thing after breakfast, okay?"

That was seven days ago. Bunny hadn't turned up until now. They'd forgotten about the boxes in the guest room.

"Good morning, princess."

Hattie rubbed quietly at her bright eyes before reaching out lazily for Lovino to pick her up. He tucked her fluffy, pink and white polka-dot blanket around her and held her close.

She whined under her breath, holding small fistfuls of Lovino's shirt. She let go in favor of resting her head on his shoulder.

"Where's daddy?" she mumbled.

"Making breakfast - can't you smell it? The cinnamon and sugar? Fresh fruit? Pancakes, my princess. There's also a cup of milk with your name on it."

Hattie mumbled again. Lovino carried her downstairs and to the kitchen.

Alfred looked up from the stove when they entered, lifting the last of the pancakes off and onto a plate where several more were cooling off.

"Oh, Miss Hattie, no smile today?" he wondered.

She shook her head into Lovino's neck.

"Not even for our guest?"

"... Guest?" Hattie echoed, lifting her head to look at Alfred.

"Guest."

And Alfred gestured to something blue.

Hattie's green eyes grew big and glassy. "Bunny!" she cried out, reaching for her friend with one outstretched hand.

Alfred held out the once-lost stuffed animal, and Lovino and him watched her cradle Bunny close to her. Her sweet freckled face scrunched up after several moments, and it seemed as though she wasn't as happy as they assumed she would be.

"W-why…" Hattie hiccuped, rubbing at her eyes with the hand she was once using to hold on to Lovino with. He cradled her close to him. "why do my eyes h-hurt…?"

Alfred came to stand next to Lovino, running a hand through her matted curls.

"Oh, princess…" Lovino began, and both of them were smiling.

"Hattie, are you crying?" Alfred asked.

"Why… why am I crying?"

"You're happy, princess!"