A.N: I'm sorry for not updating so soon. I had to do double studying for finals soon. If I didn't, I wouldn't have been a able to go to the ROTG Panel yesterday. That's right, I met some ROTG animators yesterday. I asked them so many questions(I want to be an animator when I grow up.). And guess what else! The little blond haired girl, Sophie, in the movie. I meet her voice actor yesterday, she's the daughter of one of animators. When we said Easter Bunny, she said, "Hop. Hop. Hop!" I fangirled on the inside.

Like I said, I feel so bad for not updating. Thank you SokkasFirstFangirl, general zargon, RazorsAreNotRoses, and LightMyBulb(I fixed the Brian problem, thanks for telling me.). Your reviews made me so happy! OK then, on with the show…

Jack snuck quietly to the end of the hallway that led into the kitchen. His mother was turned towards the stove, her back facing him. The perfect opportunity to grab of few red berries that his mother had just picked out. He tip-toed in and ducked behind the table, his mother still occupied with her cooking. Jack got closer to the counter and grabbed five red berries. He then ducked again as his mother turned. Seeing nothing she moved to the counter with the raspberry bowl. Thankfully she wasn't facing Jack, so he got up and tip-toed back down to the hallway.

"Jackson." His mother called to him calmly.

He cringed, "Yes Mother?"

"Next time, remember to ask."

"All right, I will." And he ran into his room. Once in, he laid the berries on his writing desk and from the shelf, pulled out a book of blank pages filled with drawing of all kinds. Whenever he discovered something new, Jack would draw it down. Be it either an animal, or a tree, he drew it. Today he woke up to an unusual tapping sound on is window, so he got up and looked out. It was a humming bird, but not like the blues and greens he's seen. This one was grey with a red chest. At least that's all he saw, before the bird noticed him and flew away.

Now he sat on his writing desk, squashing the red juice on to a small clay pot. Rummaging through the shelves again he pulled out a quill and a canteen of black ink. Jack flipped the pages until he found an unused page. Opening the black ink he dipped the quill in and began to draw.

A long while later, his sister burst in through the door screaming, "I saw a tiny bird, it was the most beautiful thing-"

Jack stopped her and held up his drawing, "This bird?"

"Oh yes. Did you see it, too? Well of course you did, why am I asking? Did you know that hummingbirds eat honey? We should give them some, lay out-"

"Elizabeth breath."

She stopped talking and took a breath. She continued. "We should take a bowl, pour a spoonful of honey in the bowl and leave it out." Jack looked at her as if she was crazy. "Oh, it is so simple."

Jack thought it through this time, and it hit him. "Do you know what would work better?"

…..Later that day…..

Jack and Elizabeth looked outside the window in Elizabeth's bedroom. Right outside, the siblings hung a pine cone from the roof with a string. The pine cone had been covered all over in honey, so when a hummingbird was hungry, it would stop by and take a few licks. They both waited, as still as possible, so that no bird that came would fly off.

It seemed forever until finally, one green hummingbird with came and began licking at the honey. The sight of the small birds tongue made Elizabeth laugh. Jack told her to be quiet when the bird had stopped. It was quiet, Jack hoped that the bird didn't see them. It seemed that it didn't and began licking again. After, another came to lick the honey off the pine cone. This one had feathers sticking up on its head. Two more of the same type came, and then another with blue tail feathers. Eight in total came.

As they kept eating, a rare question popped into Elizabeth's head. "Jackson," Jack was taken back, she never used his full name unless it was serious. "Do you ever wish to fly?"

Jack thought about it for a while, still looking at the birds. "I never have thought of such an idea."

"But, do you ever wish to see what was over those mountains?" She pointed to the snow covered landscape made up the horizon, behind the trees of the forest. Elizabeth forgot to stay still and when the birds saw movement, they all flew away. "Whoops, sorry Jack."

"It is all right. Fallow me." She did so as they left her room and walked down the hall to his. He went to his book of drawings and took out all the papers. Elizabeth gasped. She had never seen such drawings. It gave her a sense of wonder, and she felt like joy. Jack pulled out two more drawings and laid them out on his writing desk.

He pointed to one that had a picture of a mountain and a flat landscape in front of them. "This is what I have always thought of what might be over those mountains." Then he pulled out another drawing of another flat and grassy area. This time it had a bunch of horses running together, running like nothing could stop them stopping them. "Do not tell anyone about this but….i saw that in a dream."

"Really?" Elizabeth asked with enthusiasm.

"Yes really. I felt as if I was over them, flying with them to wherever the wind took them."

"Do you think this is a special dream from the Sandman?"

Jack smirked and ruffled her hair with his hand. "I think every dream from the Sandman is special."

A.N: Ok for general zargon, I'm trying to come up with an idea with that prompt. I want to write it, but I have to avoid repeating the same idea from the one about the skunk and Little Finny. Problems aside, I'm KikaKatTIOI, peace out.