A/N: So! I'm so sorry this has taken so long but I totally didn't plan on my iPod killing itself. Well, it didn't really do that I suppose. But anyway, I did plan on getting the info back. Which I have! So here is the next Chapter/One Shot for Jill and Eustace, Baby Chaos!

When Jill is left alone with her baby sister, she doesn't know what to do. So, she summons her best friend, Eustace Scrubb. Fun, chaos, and a little bit of romance follows.

Chapter 2 – Baby Chaos!

"Oh, Scrubb. Do come over, something frightful has happened!" Jill Pole exclaimed down the phone to her best friend Eustace Scrubb.

"What do you mean- Pole are you okay?" Scrubb gabbled, worried.

"Me? Oh I'm fine. I'll explain when you're here, you won't be long will you?"

Scrubb shook his head, and then realised she couldn't see him. "No. I'll be right over." And put the phone down.

He was true to his word. Within ten minutes, Scrubb was standing outside Jill's house, knocking on the door. A very flustered Jill answered, her hair loosely scrapped back into a ponytail, with a few strands falling over her face.

"Oh thank goodness you're here!" She exclaimed, hustling him inside, "I didn't know if I could last much longer alone!"

Scrubb stared at her, wondering what the problem could be.

"It's my baby sister Emily! Mother went out and I've had to look after her! Gosh it's hard!" Jill gushed, dragging Eustace over to where a blonde haired, chubby baby was laid out on a play mat.

"Well how am I supposed to be of any help?" He asked, turning to face Jill again. "I'm a guy!"

Jill laughed, "Yes, but you can fetch and carry things you know. You're stronger than I am." She crouched down beside Emily. "You proved so in Narnia." She whispered.

"Pole?" He said worriedly, kneeling down beside her. He realised she was biting her lip, something she did when she tried not to cry. "Oh Pole, I'm sure we'll get back there soon! And you never know, there might be an adventure here right around thee corner!" He said, nudging her slightly.

"Hrm." She said, sniffing. "I suppose." She smiled wanly, reaching over and taking Scrubb's hand. He was unaware of the silly grin that spread across his face at her touch until Jill looked at him and said, "Why are you grinning like that?"

Eustace struggled for words, knowing fully well why, yet also unable to say. "Uh..."

A loud shriek from Emily saved him from answering.

"Urgh!" He said, covering his ears. "What does it want?" He wrinkled his nose at the baby in disgust, and Jill couldn't help thinking he looked cute doing so.

"Do something, Pole!" He bawled over the screaming.

"Uh." Jill realised she had been staring at Scrubb's face. She quickly snapped out of it and reached for her sister. She jiggled her in her arms for a bit, but it did nothing to stop her crying.

"Feed it!" Eustace said, hands still over his ears.

"Take her!" Jill said, thrusting Emily towards him.

"Why!"

"I need to prepare her bottle and I can't hold her do it!"

"But-" Eustace didn't have time to protest as be was forced to take the screaming baby from Jill. He held her awkwardly, with one arm under her bottom and the other supporting her head.

"Oh why me?" He whined at her. She only replied by screaming louder than before.

"Shut up!" He screamed back at her, jiggling her up and down slightly, like he'd seen people do before. He had no idea if it'd even work, but he had to do something. Eustace screwed up his face, showing his disgust at the noise.

Then suddenly, it stopped. A high-pitched giggle sounded instead. Scrubb peered down at the baby and smiled.

"It stopped!" He chuckled softly. "Pole! It's quiet!" He bawled through the house.

"So I can hear." Jill said, appearing in the doorway, holding a bottle. She looked like she'd been crying, and Scrubb thought it best not to ask.

"You want to feed her?" She asked, holding out the bottle.

"No fear." Scrubb said hastily, offering Jill the baby back. She rolled her eyes, laughed, and took her sister from the awkward looking boy. She put her in one arm, and offered her the bottle.

Emily reached out with her chubby hands, trying to clasp the bottle. Scrubb put his head on one side and watched Jill admiringly. Natural. He thought. Subconsciously, a smile began to spread across his face as he watched her.

Jill suddenly sniffed, biting her lip again. Scrubb broke out of his train of thought and came to stand by her.

"What's up, eh?" He asked, putting his arm around her shoulder. Jill sniffed again and leaned her head against him, while Emily sucked greedily at the bottle.

"C'mon Pole. Whatever it is, I'm sure it'll be okay." He whispered into her hair, turning his head to press his face into her hair.

A small tear escaped, and slid down Jill's cheek at Scrubbs kindness. He had no idea. He never would. She would have to settle for second best, best friend, while he remained completely oblivious. Or she could tell him. She continued to battle internally, until Emily spat out the bottle, and gurgled.

Scrubb didn't move his arm as Jill removed the bottle from the giggling baby's hands. He only removed his arm when Jill handed him the baby again. She smiled, and walked away.

Scrubb felt uncomfortable being left with the small human again. Emily began waving her hands in the air, looking like she wanted to slap Scrubb. He chuckled.

"Hey, stop that." He pressed his finger to her palm and her reflexes kicked in, and she gripped it.

"Are you trying to hold my hand, baby?" He asked, grinning slightly.

Jill paused in the doorway, and watched. Although she could see he was slightly uncomfortable, something about him with her baby sister made her heart flip. Not the fact that it was her sister, because she was a baby. Jill smiled to herself and felt the tears spring to her eyes again. She had to tell him, or she'd go mad.

"Scrubb, I-" She stopped short as he looked up at her, questioningly. She couldn't do it. She just couldn't.
"...I think we should take Emily for a walk." She said, chickening out.

Scrubbs eyes widened as he stared at her.

"Seriously!" He muttered. "No way."

"The buggy thing is only in this cupboard." Jill indicated towards the cupboard under the stairs.

"And you want me to get it?" He asked, raising his eyebrows. Jill nodded and reached for Emily. Scrubb comfortably placed her into Jill's waiting arms.

He opened the cupboard door. "So where's this th- oh." He reached in for something, and tried pulling it. It didn't budge. He groaned. He began to push it, pull it, turn it, shake it, until it sprang out of the cupboard and nearly knocked Scrubb over.

"Oof." He exclaimed, as he hit the ground. He rolled onto his knees, and pulled the buggy upright.

"How do you... Put it up?" He asked, staring at it confusedly.

"You've got to... Take Emily, I'll do it."

Eustace sighed, and held his arms out for the baby. This was not fun for him, he didn't really like small children, even though some people would count him as one. He was 14! Not a small child in his opinion. Emily wriggled in his arms, drawing his focus.

Jill pulled the buggy upright, and re-aligned the basket underneath. "Pass her here." She said, holding out her arms. As Eustace tried to place Emily in them, Emily stretched both arms back towards him. Jill raised one eyebrow at him and laughed.

"She likes you!" Jill exclaimed, laughing. Eustace tried to mask the smile that was forming on his face with a frown. Jill quickly rescued him from Emily, and strapped her into the buggy.

"What's this for?" He asked, pulling at the plastic that was bunched up at the top. Jill clicked the buckle into place and looked up.

"It's a plastic sheet that keeps the rain off." She said, pulling it down to show him. He shrugged, and she pulled it back up.

"Let's go!" Jill smiled at him, taking hold of the buggy and steering it towards the front door.

"Here." Eustace shrugged his coat on, and rushed forwards to hold open the door.

"Mm." Jill nodded, shoving the clumsy thing forwards.

Out on the street, Jill paused to check Emily was alright, but the baby just gurgled and stretched her arms past Jill to the sulky looking boy behind her.

"She still likes you better!" Jill said, elbowing Eustace as he stood up.

He shrugged. "Must be my natural charm."

"What natural charm!" Jill joked, grinning at him with the smile especially reserved for him.

Eustace was taken aback by her smile; momentarily stunned, I think you'd call it. Jill's eyes lit up, sparkling ever so slightly. Her grin showed her teeth, something Jill wasn't wont to do unless she particularly liked a person.

He'd never noticed before how Jill had a small, faint spattering of freckles over her nose and cheekbones, and how her nose crinkled a little when she smiled widely. It was the little things he noticed in that moment, the little things that made him smile back.

"So, where are we taking her?" He asked, trying to distract himself.

"Oh, only up the road and back."

"Yeah, only." He said sceptically, glancing up the street. "That's one long walk."

"Well we probably won't go that far, it is a bit much." Jill stopped to move the buggy out of an old lady's way. Jill accidentally put her foot on the edge of a step and nearly fell, but Eustace reached forwards and grabbed her back, pulling her into him.

"Are you okay?" He muttered in her ear, forgetting the old lady.

The lady frowned at the two, and then her frown deepened as she took in Emily. She tutted, shook her head, and then carried on down the road.

Blushing, Jill stepped out of Eustace's hold on her, and busied herself moving the buggy back into the street.

Eustace, holding back a laugh, walked around to the front to check on Emily.

"Did you see that elderly lady there, Em's?" He asked her. Being a baby, she gurgled in reply.

"She thought your sister and I were together!"

Emily clapped her hands, and Jill approved the move with a grin.

"C'mon, baby whisperer, let's go."

They made it to the top of the road in silence, and without any more problems. They were just on their way back down, when a thunderclap echoed through the air. Emily whimpered, scared, retreating back into her seat.

"Oh, no! Emily doesn't like thunder!" Jill exclaimed, turning to face Eustace.

"Quick." He reached around, and unbuckled Emily's straps with fumbling fingers, before hoisting her out. He placed her against his shoulder, and Emily clung to him as tightly as she could.

"Let's go." And he strode off down the street.

Jill stayed in place, frozen in shock, staring after him. Then she realised how far he'd got.

"Wait for me!" Trying to run, Jill shoved at the buggy to make it move as fast as she could get it. For a moment it wouldn't budge, then suddenly it rolled forwards and she was off.

Another thunderclap rolled in, this time bringing the rain with it. Emily curled as tightly as she could into Eustace's shoulder and started to cry. Eustace rolled his eyes, noticing Jill's house was close.

Jill watched Eustace disappear into her house, whilst still trying to force the buggy down the road. She was just contemplating getting in it and hoping gravity worked when Eustace appeared again.

"Where's Emily!" She demanded.

"In the house. You okay?"

"I'm fine, just getting wet." Jill sighed.

Eustace struggled out of his coat. "Here, take this." He offered it to her, hunching his shoulders from the rain.

She raised an eyebrow at him, but took the coat and put it on. "Thanks."

As she did so, Eustace grabbed the buggy and began pushing it down the road. Not before he'd pulled a stupid face at her, of course.

Finally getting into her house, Jill immediately ditched Eustace's coat on the side and rushed to her sister.

"Hey, Emily. It's all right now. You were scared, but Eustace made sure you were safe, didn't he?" She tickled her sister's tummy, making her squirm and giggle.

Eustace, meanwhile, was half stuck in the cupboard after figuring out how to disassemble the buggy.

"Eustace?" Jill called, getting up and walking to the cupboard door.

"Mmmm?"

"If you had a daughter, what would you name her?"

"Why?" Came the muffled reply.

"Curious."

"Jill." He said, before muttering to himself, "Though if I named her that, there'd be two Jill Scrubbs..."

Jill, who had heard what he had said, stared at him in surprise. Well, his legs, seeing as the rest of him was in the cupboard.

"Come out of there a second, would you?" She asked, nudging him lightly with her toe.

"Don't you want me to put this thing away?" He asked, drawing his head out and turning to look at her. "I could leave it -"

Jill swiftly cut him off by leaning forwards, and pressing her lips to his.

A/N: There! What did you think! I really liked this, it's quite cute, don't you think?

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