Rain

Summary: Inspired by "A Good dose of Rain", by ForeverPalz. Miley helps Kyle get over her fear of the rain. I tried to make it different from hers.

Disclaimer: I do not own "Hannah Montana" I do not own"Ring around the Rosie"

Kyle was just five, Miley was ten, and Jackson was fifteen. It was raining. Kyle ran to Miley. "Miwey, Miwey! It's waining! I'm scared!" Miley caught her little sister in her arms. "Calm down, Kyle. It's just water, like you bathe in. It's just from the sky."

"But why?"

"Every once in a while, God has to cool down the Earth, so he makes it rain. Come on, I'll show you it's nothing to be afraid of. We'll go play in it."

"But if we do that, Daddy says we'll get sick."

"We may get sick, but we'll have fun, and you'll get over your fear." Miley led her little sister to the door and opened it. Miley stepped out, but Kyle stayed inside.

"Come on, Kyle. You can't get over your fear inside. You have to come outside." Kyle took one step toward the porch.

"Come on, honey. Just a little further."

Kyle grabbed the door knob and inched closer and closer outside.

"You're doing wonderful. Now close the door." Kyle did.

Kyle came out to the steps. Miley had inched closer to them. Now she stepped out on the first one. Kyle followed her. Soon, they were out in the yard. Miley picked her sister up and danced with her. Robby Ray leaned against the door jamb and smiled. His eldest daughter had gotten her little sister over her fear. Miley was just like a mother to Kyle.

"Good job, Buddy. Miley will always help you get over your fears."

Jackson looked out the window beside their father.

"Why is Kyle such a baby?"

"Jackson Robert Stewart! She's only five! You were afraid of things you didn't understand when you were that age!"

"Come on, Dad! You know what I mean!"

"No, I don't know what you mean if you don't mean to call your youngest sister a baby!"

"All right, Dad! She isn't a baby."

Miley had put Kyle down.

"What do you want to do now?" Kyle grabbed Miley's hands and held her arms out. Miley understood. They started to play.

"Ring around the rosies

Pocket full of posies

Ashes, ashes. We all fall down!" They fell to the ground, dizzy and laughing.

They got back up and started again.

"Ring around the rosies

Pocket full of posies" but instead of "Ashes", Kyle sneezed to her left.

"We need to get in before you catch cold." Miley said, wondering why her little sister was sneezing when she wasn't.