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This is a Green Ember story set before Jupiters fall with the main character being Winslow Joveson. (also maaaaaby juuusssst a little bit written for @meadow-roses
!CONTENT WARNING!
Birth (Implied)
Eating Disorder (kinda?)
A white colored rabbit walked through the doorway of the hospital into the room with his parents.
“Dad?” Winslow asked.
“Yes, Winslow?” The king, Jupiter responded.
“Is he here yet?” Winslow was referring to the fact that today was the day that his newest little brother was being born.
“He's over here, come say hello!” Jupiter said.
Winslow approached the bed his mother was on and looked at the little white rabbit in her arms.
“He’s small.” Winslow said.
“He is small, yes, but he will do great big things!” with saying that, Jupiter took out of his pocket, a gleaming bright green gem and set it inside the newborn’s little hands.
“We will call you…Smalden Joveson.” Jupiter stated.
As the jem that decides the next heir was given to the youngest, Winslow couldn't help but feel jealousy.
“I thought that was for me?” Winslow asked “why are you giving it to him?”
“Becuse there's just something about him!” Jupiter said. “He is the perfect-ist rabbit to be heir!!!”
‘Perfect? Winslow thought. I’m not perfect?’ “But,” Winslow made a squeaky sound, “Isn’t the oldest supposed to get the Green Ember?”
“No, it's who I choose, MY dad didn’t give his oldest the Green Ember, that's why I don’t allow Bleston around you.” Jupiter said
“But– “ Winslow started.
“No. But’s.” Jupiter said sternly. “Go play with your brothers, we need to let your mother rest, and I'm going to get her some food.
Winslow said nothing as he turned and walked out the hospital.
Approaching the area his siblings liked to play in, he spotted a bench where he could watch them, as he sat down the second oldest brother, Whitbie, approached him and took a seat next to him.
“Tough day?” Whit said, noting his older brother's tired appearance.
“Smalden is born.” Winslow said.
“You’re avoiding the question.” Whit said.
“No.” Winslow lied.
“O–kay?? Wanna play ball with us? Whit gestured to all eight other brothers.
“No.” Winslow said.
“You sure you're okay?” Whit asked.
“Yes.” Winslow responded.
“If you're sure…” Whit got up and went to play ball with his siblings.
Winslow entered the mess hall and walked over to the chef working the kitchen.
“Heya Prince Winslow!” the chef named Basil said “howya do’n mate?”
Ignoring Basil, Winslow walked past him into the kitchen and reached for some crackers and began to leave.
“Ol’ Mate I’m tawk’n to ya!” Basil yelled at the leaving prince.
“Don’t talk to me.” Winslow said and exited the mess hearing the chef under his breath say
“O’right don’t hava be so ruude.”
After exciting the mess he thought I'm going back to my siblings so maybe they’ll be less annoying.
“HEY WINS!" Percy shouted. “Come play ball with us!”.
“No, I'm just gonna watch.” Winslow sat on the bench again, and was this time approached by Willam. “Hi Winslow!!!!!” Whatcha doing!?”
“Watching you and hoping you weren’t going to be this loud.”
“Naw,, you wanna have fun but you are too weak from not eating for a week!” Wyatt, the second youngest shouted at the top of his lungs
“THAT'S NOT TRUE!!!” Winslow shouted back.
“IS TOOOOOO!!!!!” Louis joined.
"I'M EATING CRACKERS RIGHT NOW!?!" Winslow shouted.
"YOU HAVE A EATING PROBLEM!!!" said the rest of the brothers.
“Yall are all WRONG! I”M LEAVING!” Winslow shouted again, The siblings watched as their oldest brother stormed off
“I don’t have an eating problem, I don’t have an eating problem, I don’t have an eating problem! Winslow thought to himself. UHG! They are wrong, I'm fine! I’m Fine! Just go to my mother.”
“Momma?” Winslow said quietly as he entered the hospital room.
“Yes, my child?” She said,
“Can I talk to you?” Winslow asked.
“Of course, but keep in mind I'm a little tired.” She responded.
Winslow moved over and sat on the edge of the hospital bed.
“I-I…I m-might hav-have an eating p-pr-problem…” Winslow said quietly.
“Really? And where did this idea come from?” She said,
“M-y brothers,,, they brang up the fa-fact th-that I haven’t eaten in a w-w-we-wee-week…” Winslow said.
His mother was silent.
“Winslow?” She asked, Winslow opened up his eyes slowly.
“Y-yes?” Winslow asked.
“Why haven’t you eaten in a week?” She asked.
“I-ido- I d-dont k-know?” Winslow said.
“Did you tell a doctor?” she asked.
“N-no…”
“Well you should have gone to a medic first.”
“B-but y-you’re my momma…”
“Yes, but I’m tired, I'm sleepy, and most importantly, I am NOT a doctor."
“I-I j-just w-wan-nted co-comfort…” Winslow began to hug himself.
“Winslow I'm sorry, but I’m tired, and I would like some sleep so at the very least tell your father.” She said calmly and closed her eyes to sleep.
Under a tree hidden in the court that no one goes through sat a sad white rabbit.
“Winslow?” The grey rabbit named Garten slowly approached the rabbit.
Winslow jumped. “!” “WH- WHEN DID YOU GET HERE!?!??”
“Just now, you looked upset.” Garten said.
“I-im f-fine,” Winslow said.
“Obviously.”
“Y-your being sarcastic aren’t you.”
“Yep,” Garten took a seat next to the little kit. “You're not okay, what’s wrong.
“Why do you care?” Winslow asked.
“Becuse I’m not evil, duh.” “What’s wrong?” Garten asked again.
“I-I..” Winslow started. “My parents hate me…”
“Really?” Garten tilted his head at the younger. “Now that sounds all kinds of incorrect.”
“You sure, cuz I asked my dad why I couldn't have the Green Ember and he said because Smalden was ‘perfect’ and then I asked my mom if I might have an eating problem becuse I haven't eaten really anything for a whole week! AND THEN SHE SAID SHE WAS TIRED WHEN I SAID I WANTED HER COMFORT!” Winslow cried.
“...”
“WHAT?! YOU GOING TO TELL ME TO GO SOMEWHERE ELSE TOOO?!?!?” Winslow shouted.
“Wha– NO! No, No, No, Never! I'm just trying to process that information.” Garten stated.
“Oh, sorry…” Winslow looked down.
“It’s ok kid, I’ll talk to your parents later but your mom’s advice wasn’t the worst, a doctor would be a good idea probably.” Garten said.
“I don’t want to be alone…” Winslow said.
“That's normal, want me to come with you?” Garten offered.
Winslow looked up with widened eyes. “R-really!? YES?!”
“Of course Winslow.” Garten opened his arms for a hug. “Hug?”
Winslow practically jumped into the hug.
“Wanna go now, Kit?” Garten asked after the hug ended.
“Y-yeah, thanks”
They headed off.
This is actually mostly just content for the main Winslow story I wanna write, which is more centered around him after Jupiter's fall when he is "ruling" first warran.
