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"Don't worry, Jack. I'm sure whatever book you choose, John will be happy to read it with you. And if he falls asleep, pinch him on the arm. He'll definitely wake up." *He snorts a laugh*

"And your parents are right, don't play with candles, son. It's not... a good idea." *He pats him on the shoulder a few times*

"Just pinch him on the arm? That's it?" Huh. He'd have to start doing that more often whenever he wanted his dad's attention. Maybe then they could play together more or at least John could stop working long enough to notice him instead of sending the kid to play off someplace else. "Does that work too when he's awake, Uncle Hosea? Not for waking him up but for getting him to play."

"Especially when he's awake! But when he's conscious, you have to pinch his legs when he's standing, you'll see that he'll immediately listen to you." Hosea whispers to him playfully. "But please, don't do it when he's working with something dangerous. We don't want him to get scared and hurt himself, hmm?" And Hosea's hand ruffled Jack's hair. He knew how much this child needed to be seen. He would probably talk to John.

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Want to bake you cookies and tell you how much you're appreciated. You're doin a great job, Mr. Hosea :)

"Oh, thank you, dear. I appreciate your kind words...sometimes it's nice to hear them."

"W-what? Jack, Is Just a Jackalope." Hosea had to hold back a laugh.

"It's an imaginary animal. Have you ever seen a rabbit with horns?" It wasn't really a question, but Hosea still wanted him to realize it.

"N-No...but...it's there." He'd never really been beyond camp except for going fishing or occasionally heading into town. Other than that? He'd either played at camp itself or nearby. "What if all the rabbits that are brought back are girl ones and th-these are the boy ones?" The thought of the gang going against such scary creatures was making the little boy more anxious. "I don't want you, Pa, Uncle Arthur, or anybody fightin' against 'em..." He knew they had guns and could probably take down the critters without any problems. "Even if they are 'imagigary'." Jack ran nearby and picked up a stick. "What if Uncle Dutch says we gotta run out a whole ton of 'em while we're moving? Those horns look like they hurt..."

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"Oh Jack, Your image is a breath of fresh air." Hosea smiled, speaking more softly than usual. "I can assure you that the rabbits we bring here are both male and female...And Uncle Dutch, as reckless as he may be, would never send us to fight these animals." He stroked Jack's little head. "They are animals invented by the human mind, they don't really exist, do you trust me?"

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"AHHHH! Help!" Jack could be heard yelling as he scrambled away from the storybook he'd gotten the other day. He ran to the nearest person, hiding behind them. "There's a monster in my book! It had horns and it's scary looking!" The boy ran back and grabbed the book in question, opening it to the page once he'd returned, holding it out as he squinted his eyes shut to avoid seeing it again. "See?"

The monster in question? A happy-looking little jackalope.

"W-what? Jack, Is Just a Jackalope." Hosea had to hold back a laugh.

"It's an imaginary animal. Have you ever seen a rabbit with horns?" It wasn't really a question, but Hosea still wanted him to realize it.

"If the gang's out, you better wait for someone to come back if you want to get away, Jack...there are plenty of nice places around camp where you can sit and read, though." *Then he softens his voice.*

"And then, if night comes, you can always have your dad read you a book before you go to sleep and the next day you can play together."

"Nice places..." he murmured. Guess Jack would have to figure out where they were around camp for himself, and as for reading a bedtime story? That'd be nice. "I can look for places but...What if he doesn't like the book I pick, Uncle Hosea? What he Pa falls asleep as he's reading it and then he starts snoring and I'll have to read it all by myself to get to sleep?" The boy continued. "I'd have to light a candle. Mama and Pa say that I'm not s'pposed to play with matches cause those can start a fire and that's bad."

"Don't worry, Jack. I'm sure whatever book you choose, John will be happy to read it with you. And if he falls asleep, pinch him on the arm. He'll definitely wake up." *He snorts a laugh*

"And your parents are right, don't play with candles, son. It's not... a good idea." *He pats him on the shoulder a few times*

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ok but johns despair when Jack was missing

Bonus for Hosea's trampling the door on his own basically and Arthur's draw being 0,2 seconds faster than John's with a shotgun.

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//I love how they always work so hard for their family. 🥹

John: Hosea...do you think... *he looks down* Do you think I can do it? Be a father, I mean. Today was awful. I argued with Dutch and— *he sighs*

"Oh John, being a father is one of the most difficult challenges a man can face. I haven't had children of my own, but you and Arthur have tested me since the day you came into my life." *snorts a laugh*

"I wasn't ready to be a father and neither was Dutch, but...we did what we could to make sure you didn't miss anything. I'm sure you can do this, John, and you're not alone in this. Understand, son?"

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John: ....thank you, Hosea. Yes, I understand. You've been doing so much for Jack. I can't thank you enough. Thanks for...having faith in me.

"Ahh, Don't thank me, John. We're a family, and that's what families do. They help each other...You may not be the best father in the world, but I know you'll be the best father to Jack...Now enough sentimentality, I already had my dose of sweetness today with some cookies."

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"And you have to keep listening to them, Jack. Those guns shouldn't be touched by us adults, much less by children...Remember Jack, these things don't make you a man and always listen to your father and mother, okay?..Next time, if you want to go somewhere, ask one of us first."

"M'kay. But...what if everybody is busy and I wanna go play or read somewhere?" The gang did go out on missions to go who knows what quite often, and as for the women, most of them were doing chores around camp itself, which often left the boy to his own devices. "Can I let myself go if I say yes, or do I gotta wait till somebody gets back? What if nobody gets back until bedtime? Then what?"

"If the gang's out, you better wait for someone to come back if you want to get away, Jack...there are plenty of nice places around camp where you can sit and read, though." *Then he softens his voice.*

"And then, if night comes, you can always have your dad read you a book before you go to sleep and the next day you can play together."

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John: Hosea...do you think... *he looks down* Do you think I can do it? Be a father, I mean. Today was awful. I argued with Dutch and— *he sighs*

"Oh John, being a father is one of the most difficult challenges a man can face. I haven't had children of my own, but you and Arthur have tested me since the day you came into my life." *snorts a laugh*

"I wasn't ready to be a father and neither was Dutch, but...we did what we could to make sure you didn't miss anything. I'm sure you can do this, John, and you're not alone in this. Understand, son?"

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"How far from the camp did you go? You know you shouldn't go to faraway places alone...*sigh*...that's fine. I understand you were curious, Jack, but these things aren't for kids like you, okay?"

"Over there. That way..." A small finger pointed towards a grove of trees. "I just wanted to play and look for stuff there. I didn't go far. I could still see the camp. Sort of." He would have if there weren't for a few trees blocking his view from where he'd been. "I won't touch it again. Pa, Uncle Dutch, and Uncle Arthur told me not to..."

"And you have to keep listening to them, Jack. Those guns shouldn't be touched by us adults, much less by children...Remember Jack, these things don't make you a man and always listen to your father and mother, okay?..Next time, if you want to go somewhere, ask one of us first."

"Oh please don't. Put down that gun, is not a game, Jack!" Hosea takes the gun out of his hand.

"Who gave it to you, huh?"

"Nobody gave it to me, Uncle Hosea. I found it when I was out playing. I was looking for flowers for Mama, then I saw a skull, and the gun was next to it..."

"How far from the camp did you go? You know you shouldn't go to faraway places alone...*sigh*...that's fine. I understand you were curious, Jack, but these things aren't for kids like you, okay?"

"Wonder if I can play with this..."