Rabbit Hole Carnival: Rabbit Hole

“What is it you’re working on? Renee asked as she walked down the stairs

“I don’t know yet.” Nick said. “It just calms me.”

“Yeah well it’s making noise right now and I can’t sleep either.” Renee replied.

“What would you like to make then?” Nick asked.

“Hmm..” Renne said. “Home, something that feels like home.”

“Smooth, and maybe a little sweet?” Nick said. “Something that says welcome?”

“To the Rabbit Hole Carnival” Rene replied. “ What drink will be your festival?”

“I guess if you wanna put it that way.” Nick said.

“No guessing!” Renee said, “Guessing is just backing away from the thing you already know.”

“Doesn’t make it wrong…” Nick said

“Nor does it make it right.” Renee said. “Nor doesn’t it make it worth listening to.”

“Only my niece would know that.” Nick replied.

“And only my uncle would’ve taught it to me.” Renee said. “So what are we making?”

“I like the home idea,so a little bit of this one, and that one.” Nick said.

“Maybe a bit of both of our favorite fruits?” Renee asked. “ Add this and that one.”

“Hm… balance it a bit.” Nick said.

They worked together through the night making a drink they both knew would stand the test of time. Something they were both proud of. It still need work, but it was something the made the bar feel right.

“Rabbit Hole” Renee said.

“Hmm?” Nick asked

“It just feels like its name.” Rene said .

“Why?” Nick said. “It's not even done being made.”

“I wasn’t done either.” Renee said. “You took me in just the same.”

“You were always gonna be a great brew.” Nick said

“And so is this one when it’s done, and is ready.” Renee said with a yawn. “It just needs a little time, and patience.”

“Someone to listen to a bit.” Nick said. “Someone to be there for just a bit longer.”

“Someone to just help it get by.” Renee said. “Something to just stand by, and say it's right where it needs to be.”

The mug bubbled just a bit, and Renee added a bit more pineapple before she took another swig.
“Well?” Nick asked.

“Hmm… You taste it Daddy.” Renee replied. “I think it needs a tad more honey.”

Nick took a swig “Honey would be good, a bit more cherry too. Why Rabbit Hole?”

“The same reason you name the bar that.” Renee said. “I think, anyways. Down the rabbit hole? A drink you just walk into. Like how I walked into here. A place that feels like home”

 “You've talked about that before.” Nick said. “But did you feel like this was home? You could’ve been anywhere”

“True.” Renee replied. “ But I wanted to come here. Because I remember an uncle who actually looked after me. Someone who wanted to look after me, and actually wanted to make sure I was okay. So I went down the rabbit hole, because that is where I want to go.”