It's been about three more days. Cynder was feeling better again. She was well enough to care for Fluffs. Of course she still feels queasy and sometimes needs to lie down. Spyro didn't do too badly as the only active parent. There were times when he called us over to get extra carrots, or something of that nature. Now, Spyro was taking a well-deserved nap, as Cynder took care of Fluffs. She was currently rocking her to sleep. She started talking in a baby voice to Fluffs.
"You, starting to get sleepy?" She said gently rocking. Cynder noticed the little bunny's eyes. "Mommy can tell, you're getting sleepy."
She rocked a little more, and then the rocking caught up to her already queasy stomach. Yet, she continued rocking. Finally, Fluffs closed her eye and breathed softly. She rather quickly walked up to Fluff's special little box. She put her in and kissed her head.
"That was close little one." She said wrapping an arm around her waist. "Mommy tummy was not feeling good."
She watched Fluffs for the next couple minutes. Afterwards she decided to rest and let her upset stomach settle down. She quietly crept in next to Spyro and fell asleep.
Across the hall, of course, was not all that quiet. The three of us were having a conversation. It was about how much times we could run to the woods and back.
"Bet, Steve will fall the first step?"
"Nah, I give him two." I said laughing.
"Hey…" Steve said." I'm not that fat!"
"How far can you run?"
Steve stood there in silence for a moment then, raised his figure. He gasped, but then. "I forgot what was I going to say…"
"Let me guess…" John said "-1 steps?"
"yep."
We started laughing. Our laugh was heard across the hall. We heard.
"Can you guys keep it down. Please?"
We all said "yea". Then I went, pointing at Steve.
"I blame Steve for getting us in trouble."
"Same." John said. We silently laughed this time. It was short lived as it died down quickly. We soon had to find another way to entertain us. Which strangely for me, took a while. We suggested a wide variety of things. Steve suggested tag, denied. I suggested telling jokes, denied. John suggested sitting on our butts doing nothing, accepted. I for one, crossed my legs and took a quick nap to pass time. Steve made popping noises with his mouth. John stared into the wall, which was pretty much empty, with few decorations. As every minute passed by we grew more bored. After a while the other two started leaning in to one another, back to back, getting ready to fall asleep. They started to close their eyes, after five long minutes of boredom. John took a look outside, it was mid-afternoon. You could see into the horizon perfectly.
John, looked to the sky and smiled, knowing our home is somewhere out there. Suddenly he heard bushes shake and shudder. He looked just in time to see a rabbit hop out. He smiled.
"Looks like Fluffs." Then he jumped up and said it again. "What if that's… no It can't be."
Johns blabbering woke us up.
"John what are you going on about?" I asked, yawning.
"DT, there's a rabbit out there that looks like Fluffs."
"Really?" I said sitting up and swaying slightly. Steve sat up as well.
I shook myself awake. Then, John pointed at the rabbit.
"Wow, that's looks so much like Fluffs." I said.
"What if it is her mother?" Steve asked.
We looked at each other.
"Well, have to make sure. Follow my lead and we will get a closer look."
John looked at me funny, chuckling.
"There he goes again."
We walked out the door and walked down the stairs. I took a carrot from the kitchen and met back with the other two. I opened the door slowly and carefully not to scare the rabbit outside. The rabbit looked at us, it's eyes were focused on the carrot, of course. It slowly hopped over to us. When it got pretty close I gave John the carrot.
"First we must check it's gender…" I said reaching out my hands. "If I get scratched don't be alarmed. "
"DT?"
I lugged forward and grabbed the rabbit off the ground. It squirmed and swatted it paws at me. Finally I was able to turn it over.
"Female." I said.
John saw something.
"Woah, woah, there's red on her hind leg."
"That, John is blood. She might've been attacked." I said. It was all dried up.
The rabbit was "stunned" but still was very afraid. We talked about some theories about how she was injured. We settled on attacked. The rabbit looked at us as we talked. Suddenly the rabbit looked towards Spyro and Cynder's balcony. We grew amazed.
"That's where Fluffs is." I said. "Maybe she is Fluffs' mother." I said.
"The only way we will for sure know, is if this Rabbit takes back Fluffs in some way." John said.
We thought of a way to do it, did take as long this time.
"We simply show them to one another."
We nodded and I told John to hold the rabbit. I ran up flights of stairs and knocked on Spyro and Cynder's door. They woke up to my fifth knock.
"Who is it?"
"You two we need you down here to see this!"
"Ok….."
"Please bring Fluffs."
"Alright."
After that I ran back down and met John again.
After a couple minutes they came down. Cynder was holding Fluffs by the scruff. Their eyes widened as they saw the bigger rabbit in John's arms.
"Now, this maybe weird, but we think this rabbit is Fluffs' real mother."
"Ok."
"We need you to put the bunny down."
Cynder finally figured out what we were doing.
"But,"
"Please Cynder, they might be trying something." Spyro said.
She laid Fluffs on the ground and watched as they smelled each other. Then the bunny was side to side. The two rabbits started to play.
"You see, Cynder. That's her real mother." I said.
"She has taken her back."
Cynder got teary eyed.
"I know it looks like we took her away from you. Yet, it's better this way." John said.
"Don't be sad." Spyro said comforting her. "Think of all the happy time we had with her."
Cynder smiled and watched as the bunny played with her lost mother.
"The mother was injured and was unable to care for Fluffs, then Cynder came along and adopted it and cared for it. Now, momma is all better." Steve said, which I believe was the smartest thing he said in the past two months.
The bunny stopped playing and started to walk along its mother. The mother looked back as if to say thank you.
"Your very welcome." Cynder said. "I love you Fluffs."