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Me: Alright! Alright! I swear you're just like Bun... HOLY *BEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPP*

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Plot Bunny: Like Ah said, Ah don' want tah have tah put up tha ratin'. So I've censored ya language.

Me: *Beep* you.

Anyhow, ignoring the idiot plot bunny, you guys are the best! I never thought this would be so popular! But don't get used to having an update everday. This was probably just a one-off.

Disclaimer (since I forgot in the last chapter but everyone knows none of us own it any way or JackRabbit would be cannon): I don't own ROTG or 'Hushabye Mountain'.


In which Amellus has nightmares and Jack learns a lullaby is the best treatment for them

It had been three weeks since Jack had met and taken in Amellus. Jack adored Amellus to pieces and took care of him the best he could. By observing the local rabbits and having eavesdropped on a local villager who own several of the creatures, Jack was able to identify his new son's needs fairly quickly.

Amellus appeared to be about one year old in human terms, so Jack feed him twice a day with two mid day snacks. For breakfast, Amellus would have slightly cold milk (stolen from the local farmer who had no idea why one of cows now refused to go near him unless his hands were warm) and a small amount of hay. A similar diet was given in the evening along with some green plants such as broccoli and parsley. For a midday snack, it was more greens and the occasional vegetable.

Jack also considered a Moon-send that the strange gem that project the image of Amellus' mother also doubled as a general guide for caring for his son. It was able to tell him that Amellus was doing fine and the diet Jack had him on would be fine for about the next two decades as his species grew approximately one year for every twenty-five years until the end of puberty when his growth would slow to almost a snail's pace. Which also meant Amellus would be around for a very long time. Unfortunately, whatever had attacked the ship also managed to corrupt the information within the gem. Jack did not know where the ship was heading, the name of Amellus' species or even his species culture. The only data that had survived the crash was the baby guide and the initial message.

The cave that Jack and the Wind had brought Amellus to had quickly become a permanent home for the unusual family. Over the course of a couple of days, Jack had been able to carve the cave into different rooms, creating the main entrance room, two bedrooms and a bathroom. In the main entrance room (which had been the original cave), Jack had commandeered a table, two dining chairs and a few toys which had been abandoned by spoiled children. Jack had great fun snatching up the forgotten toys before anyone noticed they were missing. Leading from the back of the main room, was the bathroom. Discovering an underground stream, just deep enough to bathe in, had been one Jack's main reasons to set up a permanent home during the winter months of the Northern Hemisphere. Luckily, the village was so far north; winter lasted four months instead of the usual three.

Jack debated on having the bedrooms at the back of the cave with the bathroom or to the side of the original cave before deciding against it. Amellus would at least need something similar to warren to live in, so the bedrooms were placed above the Main room. Stairs were carved into the side wall and the bedrooms were given a balcony-like space to view into the Main room. In reality, bedrooms were one space until Amellus was old enough to have his own room. At that point, Jack would divide the space with some thick ice to give them both their own bedrooms. Thankfully, that would not be for a while. Jack also knocked out a rough shape of a window in both rooms which was above the entrance to the cave. This room was fashioned with an old cradle (that Jack had found and repaired with woodwork skills he had no idea he had[1]) for Amellus to sleep in and a heap of blankets for Jack. Overall, the mock-warren's layout was similar to a barn with a divided loft. The layout also gave Jack a chance to observe the Main room from above and an emergency exit through the bedrooms, should something block the cave entrance.

Jack knew his new home was sparse but reasoned it had only been three weeks and he could hardly leave Amellus for long periods of time (and it had absolutely nothing to do with the fact Amellus was the only one in the entire world who acknowledged him). He was still gathering the courage to attempt to fly with Amellus. While he trusted the Wind to drop nether Jack or Amellus, he wasn't quite sure how Amellus would take it. However, he still had two months before winter left this area and he could still hang around for a few weeks after that.

The only thing that was going completely wrong for the new family was the nightmares. Every time Amellus went to sleep, he awakened screaming in terror, tears running down his face and clinging to his stuffed toy. The first time it happened, a distraught Jack had nearly caused a blizzard of untold proportions and was barely able to keep it at a light snow storm. Unfortunately, by now, Jack was used to it.

Jack hated feeling like this. He liked it when Amellus and he had fun; it felt right. He didn't mind staying up all night but even he needed sleep occasionally and Amellus needed it even more than he did. Then three weeks after Jack and Amellus became a family, Jack had an idea.

Amellus had another nightmare and was currently clinging to his toy in fear, when Jack remembered a young boy of about five in a similar position as he passed by a village house. The mother had walked into the room and spoke softly to the quivering child. Sweeping him into her arms, she began to sing. Soon, the child stopped shaking and had fallen asleep before the song ended. Jack wondered if it would work on Amellus.

'It's worth a try.' Thought Jack as he picked up Amellus gently and sat back down on his 'bed'. Recalling the words the mother had sung, Jack stroked Amellus' head to soothe him and began singing.

A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain
Softly blows o'er Lullaby Bay
It Fills the sails of boats that are waiting
Waiting to sail your worries away

Amellus stopped crying and was entranced by the soft lullaby. His eyes began to droop and his breathing slowed. Jack smiled as he continued.

It isn't far to Hushabye Mountain
And your boat waits down by the quay
The winds of night so softly are sighing
Soon they will fly your troubles to the sea

Amellus was now almost asleep. He snuggled into Jack and relaxed completely into his protective embrace, trusting him to keep away the nightmares with the soft lullaby.

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain
Wave good...bye to cares of the day
And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain
Sail far away from Lullaby Bay

Jack lay back with the kit on his chest as he repeated the last verse.

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain.
Wave good-bye to cares of the day.
And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain
Sail far away from lullaby bay.

Jack smiled gently at the snoozing kit. Looks like he'd finally found a way to beat Amellus' nightmares. Now all he had to worry about was providing for Amellus.

But, that could wait until morning. He wanted to bond with his son. Jack followed Amellus into a land filled with snow, laughter, family and waving goodbye to worry-filled ships on a mountain.


[1] Three hundred years ago, woodwork skills would have been a must when living in the woods. Usually, skills, whether we remember learning or not, remain with us.

Okay, wow. Just wow. Again it must be said. You are amazing! I feel warm and fuzzy. I woke up this morning and my emails were full! It felt amazing!

Hope I can live up to the challenge and do you all proud. Remember, ideas are welcome.

Two quick notes, all drabbles go in chronological order. So this comes after 'First Meetings' but before 'You don't mess with Jack's Baby'.
Second note, I am planning to do drabbles from pre-movie so, 'You don't mess with Jack's Baby' will probably be the last drabble. If I feel up to it and confident enough, I will do a full scale story with proper chapters and everything. If I don't, it will just be another collection of drabbles.

SO DO NOT FEAR! 'You Don't Mess With Jack's Baby' WILL BE CONTINUED! Just not any time soon.

Finally, a competion: the 50th reviewer (it feels so good to say that *squeal*) gets to name Amellus' toy. Not very exciting but hey, it's just something I'm stuck at the moment.

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