(*Yawn* Oh man, I am very tried, in fact I had been tired almost all through the day. I guess I didn't get much sleep. Well, this little story about Ally being tired and Wildvine helping her sleep just popped into my head and would not go away. So, here it is. Disclaimer Ally Drewood belongs to me. Rachel Jocklin and the Grant Mansion belong to my friend GoldGuardian2418. Ben 10 and all its aliens belong to Cartoon Network and Man of Action. I do not own the song "Irish Lullaby 'Too Ra Loo Ra".)

Lullaby In The Trees

Ally Drewood, the 10-year-old girl with long black hair, was walking home after school and was taking a shortcut through the woods that Rachel, her adoptive cousin, took when she was either done with her job or done with classes at the college that Ally's parents worked.

Now, Ally was having a hard time staying awake, for last night, she had stayed awake to watch a season finale of an art show on her families t.v set, and did not get any sleep until 3:46 am.

Her eye lids felt very saggy and heavy, but she forced to keep her eyes open, for she needed to get home and finish her homework. It was an assignment that needed her to write a 4 part summary about the artworks of Claude Monet and how they shaped most aspects of art today, but Ally felt she could do it easily since Claude Monet was one of her favorite artists.

As she was walking, she quickly lost her footing and fell onto her backside, making her gasp and wonder what was going on. She then shook her head to wake herself up, but she still felt the urge to close her eyes and rest.

"No, come on, Ally, you have to,*yawn*, get home. That homework won't work itself." Ally argued with herself as she tried to stand up, but then she felt four vines wrap around her arms and legs, lifting her high into the branches.

"What's got you moving like a puppet with no strings, Ally?" Said a familiar scratchy voice, and Ally saw that it was Wildvine, smiling at her, his one, blue eye looking at her.

"I'm not a puppet, I'm just trying, *yawn*, to get, *yawn*, home." Ally yawned.

Wildvine saw the yawn and was curious. "Are you tired, little one?"

"I just sayed up too late last night, but I'm not tired." Ally said, sleepily.

Wildvine just shook his head and chuckled. She was very tired and need to rest.

"Your eyes tell me otherwise. Here, let me help you rest." He said as he used two of his vines to wrap around her stomach, as they lowered her down a couple of feet. Then, one vine came down to her and wrap around her stomach as the two vines let her go and attach themselves to a tree right next to the one Wildvine was one. As they tied themselves tightly around the tree, the vine holding Ally lowered her onto the two vines, then the third vine went to tie itself with the other to, making a long, vine-like hammock.

"Wildvine, I am not tired." Ally complained, but then she felt the vines rock from side to side, gently, almost like a mother rocking a newborn baby. Ally tried to protest, but the motion was putting her in a sleepy trance.

As the vines rocked her, Wildvine remembered a song her had heard Rachel sing once, and decided that the song would help Ally get some rest. So, he softly and sweetly sang to her.

"Over in Killarney

Many years ago

My mother sang a song to me

In tones soft and low

Just a simple, little ditty

In her old Irish way

And I'd give the world if I could hear

That song of hers today

Too La Roo Ra Loo Ral

Too La Loo Ra Lai

Too La Loo Ra Loo Ral

Hush now don't you cry"

"Wilvine, please, *yawn*, that song is getting me tired." Ally interrupted, a smile on her face.

"That is the point, you need some rest." Wildvine chuckled as he used one of his arms to stretch over to Ally, and softly tickled her, since he didn't want her to pass out if he tickled her to hard or for too long. He tickled her behind her neck, and she giggled softly. He stopped after giving her this tickle for a just a few seconds before he caressed her cheek and continued singing the song.

"Too La Loo Ra Loo Ral

Too La Loo Ra Li

Too La Loo Ra loo Ral

Hush now don't you cry

Too La Loo Ra Loo Ral

Too La Loo Ra Li

Too La Loo Ra loo Ral

That's an Irish lullaby"

As soon as he finished the song, Ally sighed deeply and closed her eyes, now fully asleep. Hearing the softly breathing of her nose, Wildvine knew that she had finally fallen asleep, and carefully lifted her up with his outstretched arms and brought her to his chest, wrapping his arms around her in embrace, falling asleep as well.

Rachel Jocklin was heading down the wooded path she took and was looking up in the tree tops, in hopes that Wildvine was around. She soon got her answer when she saw the venus flytrap-alien up in one of the tree branches, and she called up.

"Wildvine! Is Ally with you?" She called, and the alien stretched out his vine legs and lowered himself down, with the sleeping little girl in his arms.

"Yes, but keep quiet, she is having a much-needed rest. She stayed up too late last night." He whispered to her, and Rachel nodded, and smiled as she took her little cousin in her arms.

"Thanks for keeping an eye on her. I'll take her back to her house. Her parents are probably wondering what's keeping her." Rachel said quietly as she waved goodbye to Wildvine and carried Ally back to her car and drove her home.

Almost an hour later, Ally woke up, stretched, and was expecting to see Wildvine, but he wasn't there. In fact, she wasn't even in the trees, but was now in her bedroom.

"How did I get home?" She said to herself, but then she figured that Rachel may have taken her home while she slept. And now, feeling better and wide awake, she went to her back pack, and started her homework, this time with no saggy or heavy eyes.

*Authors Note*

(There you go, guys. I hope you all enjoy it. Review and like if you like to. Sparkling Lover Out.)