A:N/ This three part story arc, is heavily based on the Hayao Miyazaki and Studio Ghibli film: My Neighbour Totoro. If you've never seen this film, check it out, even if you're not into anime, it's a lovely wee film.

A hunting trip was organised by John and Bobby, yet under the false knowledge of a vacation, in order to protect the youngest. Plus, John was ready to uproot his children and finally move on. The children had been living with Bobby for a couple of months now, and Chrissie was only a few short weeks of starting Kindergarten.

Bobby and the Winchesters had ventured to Black Hills National Forest, not too far away from Rapid City, South Dakota. The forest was over one point twenty-five million acres, and spanned all the way from south-western South Dakota, to north-eastern Wyoming. The forest was predominately ponderosa pine, alongside aspen, bur oak and birch. Elk, Bald Eagles and Black Bears were a common sight for many visitors to the area.

The Winchesters and Bobby settled down in an old cabin in the late evening. The cabin had once belonged to a former contact of Bobby's, whom was unfortunately savaged by a witch's coven the previous year. Whilst the men established the overall plan for the trip, the siblings ventured upstairs to explore the cabin.

"This place is falling apart" sniffed a disgruntled Sam, whom was annoyed at his father in forcing the trip onto him.

The thirteen year old tugged at the dusty checked curtains, that lined the weather worn windows. It was no surprise to him that the curtain detached itself from the window, to which he rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"Well, Bobby's old buddy wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed," remarked Dean, as he held a sleeping Chrissie in his arms. "C'mon, I gotta put her to bed. She was way too cranky in the car, as well you know. Your arguing with Dad, made her cry again."

Sam marched into the bedroom, that the siblings were to share for the duration of the trip. The young boy then sat down on his bed, and thumped his bag-pack onto the floor.

"He just makes me so angry these days" mumbled the boy, as he watched his older brother putting their baby sister to bed.

Dean sighed, and after making sure Chrissie was comfortable, started getting ready for bed himself, knowing that tomorrow was going to be a long day away from the cabin. Sam continued to glare at his hands, which were now curled into fists.

The following morning, just before nine o'clock, Bobby and John were preparing the weapons needed, outside and away from Chrissie's view. Sam was cleaning Chrissie's face from traces of oatmeal, whilst she clutched onto her teddy bear, Goober.

"Why can't I come into the forest with you guys?" asked the little girl, with a cute pout on her face. "I promise I won't get in the way, and I won't wander away."

Now it was Dean's turn to kneel down at Chrissie's level, as the child was close to tears.

"You'll have to stay here for a little while, Chrissie," said Dean, in a gentle tone. "You'll be bored, all that walking around the forest, and I know you don't like it when Daddy gets annoyed if you complain."

Tears drip down Chrissie's cheeks.

"Aww, don't cry sweetheart," said the seventeen year old, as he mops his sister's tear stained cheeks. "We won't be gone long, I promise."

Nevertheless, Chrissie was prepared for her super secret mission. Curiosity was certainly a major part of the little girl's character, and it was obvious that she was very keen to be involved with the trip into the forest. Whilst the males left the cabin, believing the five year old to be safe inside, Chrissie followed them into the woods, leaving her teddy bear tucked up in bed, as she stated that Goober had a hangover.

The little girl wondered why they were carrying hunting rifles, and came to the conclusion that they were hunting big angry bears. Chrissie was so small, that she could easily scurry in between all the nooks and crannies of the woodland, in order to avoid being detected by her family. The last thing she wanted, was to be yelled at or even worse, smacked. The sun glimmered in the sky, and glinted onto the dark green leaves of the various types of trees.

Chrissie was eventually overwhelmed by the sheer scale and beauty of the forest, that she stop following her family, leaving her all alone in the forest. However, she hadn't realised the situation at this moment in time, as she was distracted by something very odd.

The creature was about the same size as a rabbit, although it walked upright, and had long floppy ears. It's eyes were tiny, and it had dark blue fur, with white stripes on it's torso. The bizarre creature hopped along the woodland undergrowth, unaware of the little girl that was following it's every bounce. A large grin had spread across Chrissie's face, to which it almost tickled her ears.

"I'm gonna call you, Flopsy," stated the little girl, in a hushed whisper, as she followed the creature further into the woods. "Your so pretty Flopsy. I never seen a rabbit like you before, Flopsy. Are you a rabbit, Flopsy?"

The creature turned it's head, and it picked up the pace of movement, when it noticed Chrissie. The little girl giggled, as she chased the creature through the undergrowth. Flopsy, dashed into a collection of bushes at the base of a large tree. Chrissie pulled part of the bushes away with her tiny hands, and gasped when she noticed a large earth tunnel, burrowing into the tree.

Nervous, Chrissie gazed around, as the situation caught up to her. Yet, before she could burst into tears on the realisation that she was lost, Flopsy appeared again. This time, Flopsy was accompanied by another creature. This creature was smaller than Flopsy, and was snowy white in the colour, and looked like a puff of cotton, with tiny bat like ears.

"Oh, Flopsy, you gotta friend" sniffed the child, as she attempted to be brave, as she was told that crying doesn't show bravery. "You gonna have a tea party with Puffy? I wanna see where your going."

The child travelled down the tunnel, and almost knocked off the oversized baseball cap that she was wearing, of her head. Suddenly, the little girl stumbled down the tunnel, as it began to slop downwards. The fall was cushioned, as Chrissie landed on something very soft. It felt like she was cuddling Goober, yet this felt different. The five year old gasped in awe at what lay before her; large sleeping creature, about the double the size of a sumo wrestler, and looked like a rabbit crossed with a cat. It's limbs were short and stumpy, with earth coloured fur. Like Flopsy, the ears were floppy and long. In Chrissie's child like opinion, it was like laying on an extra soft marshmallow.

Chrissie poked and prodded at the creature, and would squeal in delight at whenever the thing grumbled or moved. The five year old lay on the creature's stomach, and was soon staring into it's large round eyes. The creature blinked at the little girl.

"Ooooh," squealed the five year old. "Hello! What's you're name?"

A:N/ So, what should the true name of the creatures be? What should Chrissie dub the largest one? Are they real or not? Ideas and requests are welcomed :)

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