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[nykie-love-anime]

Easter is Cancelled

Happy Easter if you celebrate it otherwise Happy Sunday if not. Have a lovely day either way. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

“Dad!” Emily yelled as she walked into the living room. “What’s the matter Em?” he questioned his panicked daughter. “You have to help me.” She proclaimed dragging him to the front door.

As they got outside the 16 year old girl burst into tears. Quickly Jake sprang into action. “What is wrong. Why are you crying baby.” He asked with a crease between his brows. Before she could answer your car pulled into the driveway.

Getting out of the car you were greeted with a sobbing girl and your husband standing there with a confused look on his face. “What is wrong baby girl?” you questioned the young girl pulling her into a hug as she raced to you. “Mom.” She cried into your chest.

“When, when I was busy driving into the driveway, I hit a bunny.” She sobbed out. You just pulled her tighter into a hug. “Okay Emmy where is the bunny?” you asked pulling away and wiping the tears off of her red face.

“Oh no.” you said looking at the poor white bunny that your daughter hit. ‘Thank goodness the poor creature is still alive.’ You thought. “Well baby girl it looks like its leg is broken so we will have to take it to the vet.” You said with a small sigh causing your daughter to cry into your shoulder.

“Oh no.” Jake proclaimed causing you and your daughter to look at him. “Easter is cancelled.” Hangman said and all you could do was glare at him. “Oh hell, what am I going to tell Jeremy.” Jake asked talking about your 5 year old son.

“Jake!” “Dad!” you and your daughter both yelled out at the man standing in front of you. “Stop it.” You scolded the idiot of a man you have been married to for 20 years.

“He ran out in front of the driving instructors car.” She begins sobbing again. “What was I supposed to do? If I swung out, I would have hit your car dad.” She said pointing at his truck in the driveway. Knowing that the truck was a prized possession and was not easily replaceable as it was Jake’s dad’s truck.

You looked at the man you are in love with knowing look, warning him not to go there. “You know there is a saying.” Jake begins. “Here comes Peter Cottontail. Hopping down the bunny driveway on his merry way. But oh no.” he said making a big show of his next move.

“Here comes Emily.” Smashing his fist into his open hand. “Whoops there’s bunny on his way.” Jake continued. “See you later mister bunny you were taken way to young.” Jake faked wiping a tear reaching towards the sky.

All Emily did was shake her head and punched him on the arm. “Dad.” She whined out. “Shut up.” She concluded. “Jake, Hunny for the love of God shut the hell up.” You muttered shaking your head at the laughing man.

“Thanks a lot Em. Jeremy is now going to wake up with no Easter eggs tomorrow and it was all because you hit the bunny.” Jake cackled out almost crying with laughter. “Okay if it is so funny you deal with it dad. Please take mister bunny to the vet and have its leg fixed.” Your daughter said pointing at the bunny still on the floor.

You and your daughter just went inside leaving the laughing idiot outside to deal with the poor bunny.

Based on this image I found on Pinterest

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[scarfanon]

Movie trailers when something enters the public domain be like

camera peers down a long, dark hallway Supporting character: peers confused at an old book or drawing camera begins slowly zooming in on hallway Baritone voice: "Here comes Peter Cottontail..." a dropped egg breaks on the floor Second character in the film to die: turns head toward spot to the left of the camera with an expression of concern camera continues to slowly zoom through hallway as lightning illuminates the wall opposite an open door Baritone voice: "Hopping down the bunny trail..." music sting Character who dies in the opening scene: is startled by something out of frame Camera begins panning toward the open door Baritone voice: "Hippety Hoppity..." Final girl: screams while bound to a chair with a rabbit ear hairband on her head a vat of boiling chocolate is shown being poured toward the camera from above camera slowly pans into the open door Baritone voice: "Easter's on its way..." shot of a furry mascot-like hand raising a blood-covered paintbrush cut to a black a chocolate egg is submerged in a pool of blood, before being lifted out as the dripmarks form the word "EGGSHELLS"

[stormingfrost]

Collector’s Edition

In which an egg collection is explained. A fic for the secret Santa prompt: “Bunny & Jack brotherly bonding.” Hope you like it!

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fic under cut

“Hey, Bunny, what’s up with the eggs?” 

Bunny paused, looking up at Jack. 

“The eggs?” He looked down at the one in his hand. “Really?” 

“Oh no, I didn’t mean those ones. I meant the ones in that room with glass around them. It looks like a museum?” Bunny set the egg down, and it jumped and ran away. 

“You mean my googie collection?” 

“Collection?” Jack echoed. “You have a collection of eggs?” He smiled. 

“Yeah,” Bunny said defensively, preparing for teasing. It never came. Jack grabbed Bunny’s arm and pulled him up. 

“You are showing me that collection, Cottontail.” Bunny hesitated, looking at Jack. It was maybe one of the first times someone wanted him to show the collection. The others really didn’t understand, despite them wanting to, and Bunny tended not to ask to show them. But this was an invitation to explain. An invitation to share. 

“You sure?” Bunny asked. Jack huffed and rolled his eyes. 

“Sure about what? You like eggs. I want to know what those ones are.” 

Bunny smiled. 

“Alright, but don’t say I didn’t warn you if you start dozing off.” 

“I’m sure it’s so boring,” Jack said, yawning and leaning on Bunny like he was falling asleep. “I’ll be out quicker with you than dreamsand.” He stretched his arms, mock yawning, and then stood up and grabbed Bunny’s arm and pulled.

“Come on!” 

Bunny and Jack made their way through the warren, and Jack saw the room, grinned, and made a beeline for it. It was well taken care of, but the entrance had vines growing over it, almost like a curtain. Bunny made sure that his collection was tucked in a safe spot in the Warren, just in case of any trouble that may appear. 

It was one of the few areas not disturbed by the nightmares that Easter. Bunny hid a grimace. He hadn’t remembered the collection until he started cleaning up and then ran into the room in a panic. He didn’t know why he cared so much for them, and it was enough that the thought of losing the googies made him feel so…scared. 

Jack chuckled, already in the room.

“Is there a light in here? There was a light when I found it.”

Bunny snapped, and soft lights illuminated the room. Jack looked around, a bit dazed. 

“Normal light would harm some of the older eggs,” Bunny explained. “The lights can be turned on manually, but I have a timer on them.” 

“Why a timer?” 

“Too much of this,” Bunny said, waving a paw at the light, “would damage them.” Jack nodded, and started observing an egg. Bunny felt tense. Why did he feel so tense? Jack scanned the tag on the display. His eyebrows crinkled and then he laughed.

“No way!” He exclaimed, turning to Bunny and pointing at the egg. “Dinosaur egg? It’s not even a fossil!” 

“Yep,” Bunny said, a smug look making its way on his face. “It was the first one I got. That one is a Hadrosauridae egg.” Jack hummed and nodded. 

“You collected it when it was born?” 

“I collect any unfertilized eggs.”  

“So, all of these aren’t fertilized?” Jack gestured to the rest of the room. Bunny hummed.

“It’s sure a fire-proof way to make sure none of them hatch and think you’re their parent.” Jack jabbed a finger into Bunny’s side, laughing. Bunny rolled his eyes as Jack formed a duck-shape with his hands and circled Bunny chanting, “Papa, Papa.” 

“You’re impossible,” Bunny deadpanned. Jack’s smile changed into a silly and fond one. 

“Yep!” 

They made their way over to the more recent eggs. Jack stopped at one, staring at it curiously. 

“Great Snow Goose of the Himalayas? I haven’t even heard of that one.” Bunny smiled at the egg. It was white, with fragile silver dots that sprinkled the egg. Jack held a hand up, nearly touching the glass. 

“It’s bigger than my head.” 

It had been a gift from Kathrine, as soon as Kailash started laying eggs of her own. Unfortunately, there was no father. With Kathrine doing her own thing, it meant that they didn’t get to see her often. It reminded him of the older eggs.

Maybe he was projecting a little too much into the eggs. 

The sharp pain came with looking at all the eggs whose species were no longer walking this planet. They were extinct. Gone. Bunny managed to save an egg, but no hope that they would ever continue living. 

A hand grabbed his own, Jack moving into his field of vision. He was frowning, concern written in his eyes. 

“You okay there? You got a little spacey,” he said. Bunny nodded. 

“Just thinking.” Jack hummed, letting go. 

“The egg was a gift from a friend. She’s off having her own adventures these days, but it’s always good when she visits.” Jack nodded. 

“So,” he said, “you didn’t answer my question.” 

“What was it?” 

“Why is it so big?”

“The wingspan of an adult is roughly 45 feet, they’re very big birds.” Jack whistled slowly. 

“Now I’m surprised it’s not bigger.” 

Bunny laughed, and Jack smiled. He spied a little egg walking around and picked it up, examining the purple and pink sparkly shell. 

“What are these? They come from the plants, I’m not sure if these can even classify as eggs.” 

“Oi, it’s an egg.” Jack hummed, putting the egg on his head and walking forward, arms out as if he were balancing.

“What kind? I don’t know any eggs that can sprout legs.” Bunny walked up to Jack, watching his movements. 

He didn’t need to pretend to balance. It was a ploy to get him to get distracted from the thoughts Bunny was having. 

“It’s a plant from my home, you larrikin.” Jack hummed, grinning as he looked up at the egg. It sat in Jack's hair, clearly not getting that Jack wasn’t going to drop it anytime soon. 

Bunny snatched it, looking it over. 

“Does it have a yolk? What would it hatch into?”

“It’s chocolate,” Bunny shrugged. “Magic. They tend to just… either go rotten or turn into chocolate all together. The rotten ones usually start off weird, I don’t paint them.”

Jack hummed, looking around. 

“So many eggs,” he said. Bunny nodded. Jack turned. 

“I still can’t believe you have dinosaurs.” Bunny shrugged. 

“It’s a complete collection, so far.” 

Jack laughed, hooking his arm with Bunny’s. 

“Let’s go,” he said. “North started a prank war and I think I can use some rotten eggs.”

[brokenmusicboxwolfe]

I would like to thank Iron Tail for the delicious dark chocolate tarantula and milk chocolate octopus I found tucked in my new Easter galoshes this year! 

Oh, wait. That was in an alternate reality.

That cheater Peter Cottontail somehow got the results of the Chief Easter Bunny turned over in our reality, so it’s boring old two eared bunnies instead of eight legs for nibbling. But how did he actually “win”?

Obviously it wasn’t the time travel, since he was heading AFTER he lost, as evidenced by everyone knowing about his failure. He was going the wrong way for his cheating to work!

 Giving out eggs AFTER the results should have won him nothing, but I guess the powers that be in a land that is clearly not a democracy just wanted any old excuse to appoint a lazy ass egotist instead of someone with a bit of style....

***sigh***

I STILL want a chocolate octopus!

[yikesharringrove]

In light of Easter, how about Steve in a sexy bunny costume?

Happy not dead day, Jesus! Porn under the cut 🤷‍♀️

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Steve had seen it just after Halloween, on sale in the window of the lingerie place he liked.

They didn’t ask any questions when he showed up, looking around before sneakily holding items up to himself, trying to eyeball their fit. One of the saleswomen had even once shot him a wink and tugged on a light pink babydoll, giving him a Meaningful Look.

He had purchased it right away.

But on November 3 he had been walking past, saw they were having a sale on their surplus sexy Halloween costumes and when he saw it, he just knew.

He knew his sizes by now, could easily find all the components with the proper measurements. Bought everything the mannequin wore, even the extra little accessories that had nothing to do with the outfit. He put it on the minute he got home, danced around a little, drinking in the way he looked in it, the way he felt in it.

But he had to save it for a rainy day, the idea of it too specific to just wear, even though he knew Billy wouldn’t mind if he just wore it, wouldn’t mind taking it off of him.

He got the idea for it in late March, when he was in the grocery store, of all places. He noticed a haggard worker he probably went to high school with stocking shelves of Easter candies, chocolate eggs and pastel marshmallow chicks. He choked when he saw the squishy little things, suddenly remembering what was tucked in the back of his closet, lovingly placed in a box to keep it safe.

He got an idea.

“Steve, you’re taking forever!” Billy yelled through the bathroom door. Steve adjusts the ears, bending one down a little. he took in the full picture, pouting his lips and bending his hands at the wrists by his chest, sticking his little tail out, wiggling his bum. “Steve! I’m fuckin’ horny!”

He opened the door, Billy staring at him, mouth slightly open. He hit the same pose he had in the bathroom, poking out his bum, the white cotton tail nicely on display, hands back up and eyes nice and big.

“Hoppy Easter.”

Billy stood up, running his hands along the silky pastel blue corset. The ears matched the tail, white and fluffy. The panties were white silk, lace trim edged the legs. He had white stockings, attached to the corset with light blue garters. Even splurged on baby pink heels.

“I’m gonna excuse the fact that you just made a fucking pun, because you look so fucking hot right now.” His hands trailed down, taking handfuls of Steve’s ass, pulling him close. Steve was much taller than Billy when he wore heels, typically opting for high ones, ones that made his legs look long and beautiful. He nosed along the long column of his throat, around the chokers he had put on, a white lace one, a pink satin one tied in a thin bow. “You know I love it when you get all dressed up. Look so beautiful.”

He kissed him, gently as to not ruin his lipstick, admiring the little blush of ballet pink on the tip of his nose, matching the eye shadow he had blended out perfectly.

He pulled him that much closer, tossing Steve towards the bed, pushing him down on his front, little cottontail perked up to the ceiling, his back swayed as his feet remained on the ground.

Billy felt over his ass, squeezing at the little tail. He marveled at the delicate panties, pushed the material out of the way, Steve’s tight little hole perfectly on display.

He rummaged through the drawer, getting the bottle of lube. He slicked up his fingers, pressing on in, feeling Steve shudder as he relaxed, allowing Billy to breach him. He curled his finger, gently pressing against Steve’s walls, massaging him from the inside.

Steve was pressing back against Billy’s finger, silently asking for more.

And Billy, Billy’s a giver.

So he pressed another finger inside, curled them expertly down, found that spot right away, pressed his fingers into it, nudging the nerves.

Steve was grasping at the blankets, breathing heavily as he pushed his hips back, spread his legs a little bit more.

Billy stayed there for some time, keeping Steve breathy and moaning on three fingers, his other hand brushing the soft material of the stockings, the corset, squeezing the little cottontail.

He pulled out his fingers, stripping quickly while Steve watched over his shoulder, eyes heavy and dark.

“Stand up little bunny. You’re gonna ride me, tonight.” Steve did as he was told, shifting the panties so they stayed pulled over to one side, watching as Billy situated himself on the bed.

He straddled his hips, cock hard in the soft panties, the head poking out the top, smearing pre along the corset. Steve silent lamented a little, it was going to be near impossible to get the cum stains out of the fabric. He knew from experience.

He sank down on Billy’s cock, throwing his head back dramatically when his ass pressed flush to Billy’s hips, fully bottomed out, stuffed full. He placed his hands on Billy’s chest for leverage, began shifting himself up and down, moving so slow. Billy reached around, his fingers lightly dancing around Steve’s hole, feeling where they were connected, moving up to grasp at the little tail as Steve picked up the pace.

He was going at it, bouncing on Billy’s dick, moans light and breathy.

“Love it when you ride me. When I just get to lay back and watch the show. Fell so good around me.” Billy was a babbler, talked without using his brain whenever he got horny, just let anything he thought come pouring out. “So pretty in your lingerie. Sexy little bunny. Just for me.”

Steve pressed the panties down, wrapped Billy’s hand around his exposed cock, giving him a very clear hint. Billy wasted no time, began stroking Steve in the exact way he knew he liked, grip tight, wrist flicking just so.

“Bill, I’m, ah, I’m close.” Steve was panting, hands pressing firmly into Billy’s chest. He dug his nails in as he came, shooting of all over billy’s fist, getting just a little on the soft blue corset.

“Fuck, fuck Stevie pull off.” Steve barely had his wits about him before he was sitting off, sliding down Billy to take him in one hand. He moved his arm quickly, tongue out, eyes wide, ass in the air, wiggling just a little to keep Billy’s attention on the soft little tail.

Billy came all over his tongue, his mouth. Steve swallowed it down, kissing the head of Billy's cock, sitting back on his heels.

Billy shot him a wink.

“Christ should rise more often, if it means I get to fuck you dressed like that.” Steve laughed and slapped at Billy’s chest.

[sylphidine]

[RotG] Tell Me Tales Of Heroes, Part 1: Hope

Written for Hope Week 2020, moderated by @jackrabbitweek

See author’s notes at the end

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Bunny sighed and stretched, stretched and sighed. The last basket of googies had been delivered to the last child’s doorstep, thanks to assistance by all the other Guardians and their associates, particularly Tooth’s fairies, Pitch’s mares, and North’s Yeti crew. 

This year had definitely been… different, with so many public events having been cancelled in light of The Great Virus that had spread worldwide. Egg hunts in the park were the last thing on the minds of most adults, but he just couldn’t let the kids down.

He had to hand it to Jack; the cheeky little icicle’s idea of borrowing the old May Day idea of hanging baskets on the door, knocking and running away was a solid one. It didn’t make people break quarantine, and it definitely brought more than a few smiles to faces, if that was any consolation.

Nevertheless, Bunny was feeling more than his usual post-Easter letdown now that all his beautiful googies had found homes for the year. And that was a dangerous state of mind for the Guardian of Hope to be in.

The kids AND the adults needed something more this year. But he himself, the Herald of Spring, was fresh out of ideas.

Jack Frost, however, was usually over-brimming with ideas, AND was the Guardian who had made it his mission to be actively involved with his believers..

Jack would know what to do.

Bunny shook himself vigorously, undrooped his ears in determination, and stamped his hindfoot fiercely, opening a tunnel to Burgess.

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He popped up about ten yards from the brokendown bed in the middle of the woods on the outskirts of town, thinking he was more likely to find Jack here near Pitch’s portal entrance than at the winter sprite’s lake, and he was right.  Jack was sitting on a lowhanging tree branch, one leg dangling, the other drawn up under him,  He was shaping the chilly air into snow-shapes of rabbits. He’d guessed that Bunny would seek him out. The brat.

Bunny asked, with only a little of his usual sarcasm, “So where’s His Majesty the stick insect?” He knew that the Boogeyman, as Guardian of Caution, was working overtime these days by shaping bad dreams into ones where both adults and children could overcome obstacles, where it be a “bad guy” or a monster or something shapeless that would slink away and leave the dreamers feeling some degree of control.

Jack confirmed his suspicions. “I had Sandy hit him with some knockout sand so he’d actually get some rest. The fear spikes in the world out there are getting to be unbearable.”

“You’re telling me, Frostbite.” Bunny sat low on his haunches below Jack’s branch. “That’s why I’m here to jaw with you. You had a good idea to save Easter this year, and I’m wondering if you could help me think of something to… I dunno, keep feeding what hope and happiness can be found, even now.” He felt ridiculous putting it like that, especially to Jack Frost, but thankfully the Guardian of Fun showed absolutely no signs of laughing or gloating.

Jack replied, slowly and contemplatively, “I’ve been thinking about that, too. Everyone is feeling cut off from one another. I talked to Jamie a couple of days ago, and he said that there’s this messaging conference-y thing called Whoosh where people from all over the world can talk to each other in big groups. That’s how he’s taking his uni classes right now. There’s also people who are giving concerts, reading stories to kids..”

“That’s it!” Bunny interrupted, leaping up. “ Oh, Jackie, I’d tell you y’re brilliant, but I don’t want to swell that fat head of y’rs any more than it is.”

“At least mine’s not stuffed with fur, like yours, Cottontail.”

“Don’t change the subject.”

They both lapsed into silence, thinking their own thoughts, until Bunny said, “So how do we make this work? Even if the Bennett kids have the technology for us to borrow, only our believers would be able to see us. Anybody else tuning in would just see an empty room.”

“I have an idea about that, too. Remember the hospital visit we made last fall, when we tagged along with all those superhero cosplayers?”

“Yeah?”

Jack grinned. “There’s no reason WE can’t dress up like that to show up on camera.”

And thus, for one memorable week, the Burgess Believers each got to play host to a Guardian, each Guardian dressed as one of the 1980s-era X-Men, reading stories aloud on Whoosh to families in quarantine.

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Author’s note: This is part of my Six Guardians AU series, and is a sequel of sorts to “We Can Be Heroes”.

[sleepykittypaws]

Easter Favorites

Looking for a little holiday viewing egg-citement? (Yes, that was terrible. I regretted it instantly.) There’s plenty of Easter-specific entertainment readily available, so hop on over to find some of my favorites. (I’m sorry. Can’t help myself. It’s a sickness, really.)

Updated: April 2, 2024

Movie Favorites

Easter Parade (1948) - It really doesn’t get better than this Judy Garland-Fred Astaire classic. Singing, dancing, romance and a classic Garland holiday song, that rivals Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas.

Rise of the Guardians (2012) - This under-seen Dreamworks animated movie spans multiple holidays but it’s tough-as-nails take on the Easter Bunny, voiced by Hugh Jackman, is among its most memorable, making it perfect Easter family viewing.

Peter Rabbit (2018) - This live-action, animated hybrid should really not be good, and yet a star-studded cast—James Corden, Domhnall Gleeson, Sam Neill, Margot Robbie, Daisy Ridley and Rose Byrne, to name just a few—and a clever, yet still sweet take, on the classic Beatrix Potter tale over performs for all ages. There’s even a slightly less good, but still fine sequel.

Hop (2011) - This is about the Easter Bunny’s teenage son who eschews the family business to head to Hollywood and become a drummer and ends up roommates with James Marsden. And, no, I did NOT make that plot summary up. Much better than you’d expect based on that premise, including an appearance from Hugh Laurie as the Easter Bunny, and David Hasselhoff as, well…The Hoff.

Steel Magnolias (1989) - Melodramatic and occasionally overacted? Sure. But this story of a supportive group of Southern ladies with iron will, played by Sally Field, Dolly Parton, Shirley MacLaine, Olympia Dukakis, Daryl Hannah and Julia Roberts always—and I do mean always—makes me cry. What makes this an Easter film you might ask? An unforgettable egg hunt scene.

Monty Python’s Life of Brian (1979) - For all those Christmas babies that think sharing Jesus’ birthday is bad, try being mistaken from him. One of the Python’s less quoted, but still supremely funny, movie efforts. 

Harvey (1950) - I maintain there’s a Jimmy Stewart movie for every holiday, and this is one of his best. OK, so this Oscar winner isn’t set at Easter, but it’s hard to find something more appropriate for the holiday than a giant bunny. 

Cookie’s Fortune (1999) - This Robert Altman dark comedy/murder mystery is set over an Easter weekend, and is one of his more under-rated efforts, in my opinion.

The Half of It (2020, Netflix) - Alice Wu’s take on Cyrano is set in a (fictional) small town and culminates at an Easter church service.

Pieces of Easter (2013) - An under-seen road trip rom-com set at the holiday. Kind of fun, plus it’s available on Amazon Prime.

BONUS NON-SUGGESTION: Do ‼️ NOT ‼️ Watch either the 1978 animated or 2018 BBC versions of Watership Down. It’s just the thing to give your kids life-long, bunny-related nightmares. Source: My 7-year-old self. 

Favorite Specials

It’s the Easter Beagle, Charlie Brown (1974, CBS) - The Peanuts gang brings holiday heart and laughs for the whole family, with Linus once again pining for another little-known holiday hero.

Here Comes Petter Cottontail (1971, ABC) - A Rankin-Bass classic that's actually better than many of their lesser-tier Christmas offerings, featuring the classic and catchy Easter song.

The Easter Bunny is Comin’ to Town (1977, ABC) - Another Rankin-Bass holiday must see, this one narrated by the late, great Fred Astaire.

Daffy Duck's Easter Show (a.k.a. Daffy Duck's Easter EGG-citement, 1980, NBC) - Original primetime animated special sponsored by McDonald’s; Loved this as a kid, because it’s one where the animator and his characters interact.

The Velveteen Rabbit (1973) - This original, award-winning, live-action version of the classic tale is a little hard to find, but absolutely magical and completely heartbreaking, in the best way.

Easter Yeggs (1947) - This Looney Tunes cartoon, which originally debuted as a theatrical short, has Bugs meeting a depressed Easter Bunny.

The Velveteen Rabbit (1985, HBO) - Not quite as lyrical as the hard-to-find 1973 short, this animated version is narrated by Christopher Plummer, and is very true to the original book.

A Family Circus Easter (1985, NBC) - Dizzy Gillespie plays the Easter bunny in this lesser-known animated special.

Ice Age: The Great Egg-Scapade (2016, FOX) - We don’t get many modern, Easter specials and this one was slight, yet fun.

A Claymation Easter (1992, CBS) - This very weird, stop-motion animated special from Will Vinton won an Emmy for Outstanding Animated Program. 

More to Explore

Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory (1971) - This Gene Wilder classic isn’t technically Easter-set, but it’s the perfect viewing for a post-chocolate bunny binge.

Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (2005) - Ditto the above if you, for some reason, prefer this creepy Johnny Depp version.

Meet Me in St. Louis (1944) - Yes, this is one of my favorite classic Christmas movies, but there are also several Easter pivotal scenes in this gorgeous Judy Garland classic.

Mall Rats (1995) - Definitely a different tone, but for those that like their holiday viewing a bit (OK, a lot) less sweet, there’s an extremely memorable encounter with a mall Easter Bunny in this Kevin Smith classic.

Hank and Mike (2008) - Slight, but not unenjoyable comedy about Easter bunnies hitting the unemployment line.

Peter Rabbit 2: The Runaway (2021) - Live action-animation hybrid sequel.

Miss Potter (2006) - Renee Zellweger plays Peter Rabbit author Beatrix Potter giving it a tangential Easter connection.

Roald & Beatrix: The Tail of the Curious Mouse (2020) - This UK-made Sky movie original is a Christmas story, telling the fictionalized story of a real-life meeting between Beatrix Potter and a six-year-old Roald Dahl. 

Zootopia (2016) - This very good Disney animated offering would definitely be in my top 10 if it was at all Easter-centric, but it’s bunny-heavy plot still makes it a solid holiday adjacent option.

Alice in Wonderland (1951) - If we’re expanding to Disney bunny-centric stories this White Rabbit-centered story, or the definitely inferior 2010 live-action version, are totally on the table.

The Santa Clause 2 (2002) - Yes, it’s mostly Christmas, but Jay Thomas does play a wry Easter Bunny in this Disney sequel.

1969 (1988) - This Robert Downey Jr.-starring, anti-war drama starts on Easter, with Downey and Kiefer Sutherland hitchhiking home to see one of their friends ship off to Vietnam.

Rebel Without a Cause (1955) - In case you missed that this James Dean classic is a very obvious death and resurrection allegory, the story also literally begins on Easter Sunday at the police station.

Annie Hall (1977) - The pivotal scene where the very Jewish Alvy, played by Woody Allen, meets Annie’s (Diane Keaton) family is set on Easter with a tense family dinner highlighted by a giant ham.

Easter (2003) - Film festival indie about a church-burning wife.

Redemption for Easter (2021) - A family comes together for the holiday for the first time since being rocked by tragedy.

Easter Sunday (2022) - The highly anticipated Jo Koy, Filipino family comedy was released theatrically in 2022—well after Easter—to not-great reviews, but is now available to watch at home if you’re curious.

A Walton Easter (1997, CBS) - Holiday reunion movie of the long-running, family-centered series.

Risen (2016)- Remember that short-lived 2010s trend of making Bible stories into truly ridiculous, big-budget, action movies with A-list(ish) stars? (Here it’s Joseph Fiennes and Tom Felton) Well, this one’s a doozy. Not so much “good,” as so bad it’s almost kind of sort of fun.

Mary Magdalene (2018) - Bigger stars—Rooney Mara, Joaquin Phoenix and Chiwetel Ejiofor—headline this ripped-from-the-pages of The Bible tale.

The Chronicles of Narnia: The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe (2005) - This new testament allegory based on the C.S. Lewis series certainly makes a fitting Easter watch.

The Last Temptation of Christ (1988) - Martin Scorsese’s Oscar-winning portrayal of Jesus’ life is very well done, but definitely not much fun.

The Passion of the Christ (2004) - Mel Gibson’s extremely gruesome crucification tale.

Jesus Christ Superstar (1973) - Less blood, more music, same story.

Godspell (1973) - Just as much music, even more camp.

Amar Akbar Anthony (1977) - This Bollywood classic follows three brothers, abandoned and raised by parents from three different religions. The imagery for Anthony, the Christian-raised brother, includes him popping out of a giant Easter egg in one of the film’s many signature musical sequences.

Greed (1924) - OK, I admit I’m not sure where you’d find this Erich von Stroheim silent classic, but this morality tale features an Easter-set betrayal and Christmas comeuppance, in case you didn’t get the symbolism already.

Lilies of the Field (1963) - Faith-based classic starring Sidney Poitier.

The Ten Commandments (1956) - Annual TV-airings make many feel this Charlton Heston, Bible-based film is specific to Easter, despite its Old Testament story.

Ben-Hur (1959) - This other Heston-starring Biblical epic was not only the most expensive movie made of its time, and the biggest hit of 1959, but it actually tells a Jesus-set, Bible story.

The Prince of Egypt (1998) - A well-done animated tale of Moses is not particularly Easter (Old Testament once again), but the religious overtones, with kid-friendly appeal, make it something that often gets holiday airtime.

The Greatest Story Ever Told (1965) - Max Von Sydow plays Jesus in this New Testament-based story that was Claude Rains’ final film. The story of the production behind this legendary boondoggle—like how 20th Century Fox pulled out after spending 2.3 million (about $865 million in 2020 dollars) without director George Stevens shooting a single frame—is probably a lot more interesting than the movie itself.

King of Kings (1961) - MGM’s much cheaper, and finished far sooner, version of The Greatest Story Ever Told.

The Robe (1953) - Richard Burton plays a commander of the Roman unit who crucified Jesus, who later converts to Christianity.

Barabbas (1961) - Another BCU (Bible Cinematic Universe) character tale, this time with Antony Quinn playing the criminal that was spared from crucification, in lieu of Jesus.

Jesus of Nazareth (1977, ITV) - This Italian-British TV co-production was directed by the legendary Franco Zeffirelli.

Son of God (2014) - Mark Burnett and Roma Downey cut down their 10-hour History Channel miniseries, The Bible, to make this mediocre, at best, 2-hour movie.

Jesus Revolution (2023) - A soft and fuzzy look at the origins of the modern Evangelical church in the U.S. that elides a lot of the real details, but has been fairly well reviewed for an explicitly faith-based film.

Praise This (2023) - Chloe Bailey leads this original gospel-themed musical contest story being released on Peacock just in time for Easter.

The Miracle Maker: The Story of Jesus (2000) - Animated take on Jesus’ story.

The Dog Who Saved Easter (2014) - Extremely generic family film.

An Easter Bunny Puppy (2013) - David DeCoteau family film.

Easter Under Wraps (2019, Hallmark) - Hallmark’s first attempt at an Easter-themed romance. How well did it go? Well, they didn’t attempt to make another until 2023 (see below).

The Blessing Bracelet (2023, Hallmark) - The Dayspring-branded, faith-based story starring Amanda Schull and Carlo Marks is set over Easter and premieres April 8 on Hallmark Movies & Mysteries.

An Easter Bloom (2024, Hallmark) - Faith-based, holiday-set romance starring Aimee Teegarden.

The Easter Egg Adventure (2004) - Did you know there was an animated Easter movie starring Brooke Shields and James Woods? Yeah, me neither.

Baby Heuy’s Great Easter Adventure (1998) - Direct-to-video animated movie

Yogi the Easter Bear (1994, syndicated) - One of the last performances of voice great Don Messick.

The Easter Chipmunk (1995, USA) - Not on par with the original holiday Alvin and the Chipmunk specials, this is still fairly sweet.

Here Comes Peter Cottontail: The Movie (1995) - Direct-to-video animated movie.

Easter Bunny Adventure (2017) - Low-budget animated movie starring William McNamara.

Rabbit School: Guardians of the Golden Egg (2017) - Animated, Easter-themed movie based on German children’s book, A Day at Bunny School.

Rabbit Academy: Mission Eggpossible (2022) - Animated, Easter-themed sequel to Rabbit School.

An Easter Story (1983, Showtime) - Paul Fusco puppet special.

The Fat Albert Easter Special (1982, CBS) - Primetime special based on the characters from the Saturday morning animated series Fat Albert and the Cosby Kids

The First Easter Rabbit (1976, NBC) - Rankin-Bass’ take on the Velveteen Rabbit story.

Winnie the Pooh: Springtime with Roo (2004) - Direct-to-DVD Disney animation, that’s A Christmas Carol take, but for Easter.

Springtime for Pluto (1944) - Original Disney theatrical short.

Funny Little Bunnies (1934) - Disney Silly Symponies short.

VeggieTales: An Easter Carol (2004) - Direct-to-DVD animated special that, yes, apes the Winnie the Pooh take.

VeggieTales: ‘Twas The Night Before Easter (2011) - Yet another direct-to-DVD animated special from the faith-based, produce pals.

Pooka Lives (2020, Hulu) - Part of the, Into the Dark horror movie series from Blumhouse, and its first sequel, a follow-up to the 2018 Christmas movie, Pooka, this features a resurrection (get it?) of the cuddly stuffed animal turned killer.

Critters 2: The Main Course (1988) - In this horror sequel, the titular Critters kill the Easter Bunny

Easter Bunny, Kill! Kill! (2006) - Holiday horror movie from Chad Ferrin.

[maiuoart]

Easter Pranks

Papyrus was snoozing on the sofa, the bunny ears Chara messily pinned on the top of his hood were leaning backwards before he gave a hard tug, earning a snicker as they watched the long ears flop over, hitting his face before hovering over his head. He snored as if nothing was happening, ignoring the prank.

When Chara’s eyes found Sans, they about lost it.

"WHAT ARE YOU SMILING ABOUT, HUMAN?” Sans abruptly turned to the sounds Chara was desperate not to spill out, their giggling increasing as Sans began to walk toward them. “DO I SEEM LIKE A JOKE TO YOU? YOU SHOULD KNOW BETTER BY NOW NOT TO LAUGH AT ME! YOU SHOULD BE FEARFUL OF ME, NOT SNICKERING! WHAT AMUSES YOU LIKE THAT?" Sans growled as he put his fists on his hips.

That just made Chara bite their tongue hard enough to sustain a laughter, their eyes keep glancing upwards then back again at Sans eye lights.

"S-sans... Uh?” Chara tried, they really were trying to be calm and not give anything away… But they were failing. “n-nevermind..."

It was quiet before Sans spoke up again.

"....Mutt Did Something To My Hat, Didn't He...." Sans voice was quiet and cold, his anger building.

"nope, all yer imagination, bro. gotta hop to it er else yall miss yer work by a hare." Papyrus quipped quickly, not even looking or opening his eyes from the sofa.

Chara lost it as soon as Sans spun his head to glare daggers at his brother, the long straight ears wiggling just slightly… Only to hold their stomachs as they watched Sans walk to the sofa in a rage so fierce-…

It made his bunny tail fur, that was pinned to his coat, spike up with his magic as his rage began to spill out.

"....I WILL DUST YOU MYSELF, I AM NOT WALKING OUT WITH EARS OF A RABBIT ON MY HEAD!" Sans seethed, yanking his hat off and taking the ears off of his General’s hat, slamming them right onto Papyrus’ chest, earning a grunt and a wheeze from.

"But why? The units made of bunnies!" Chara said, excitement in their eyes from remembering the squad.

"yeah, you'll blend in easily, bro.” Papyrus began to sit up, taking the ears and levitating them to Chara, hooking them up in their hair. “just watch yer tail no one whiskers ya away to their den afterwork." Papyrus snickered as Sans face fell that of unreadable expression.

"....What does that mean?" Chara asked, fixing up the ears as they padded over to the brothers, curiosity quipped as they looked up to Sans for the answer.

The monster only bristled, giving his brother one last glare before turning himself and Chara around and moving them away.

"IT IS CODE FOR A SNEAK ATTACK, HUMAN..." Sans began, exasperation in his features in reply to the child.

"heh... sneak attack up yer-"

"PAPYRUS!! WATCH YOUR TONGUE!” Sans barked, making Papyrus’ fangs turn upward in a smirk before Sans tossed a bone dagger at his brother, where he quickly flopped back down into the sofa to dodge. “AT LEAST I DO NOT ACT LIKE ONE 24/7! DO NOT BE CRASS WITH A CHILD AROUND!"

“heh, at least i can get some tail.” Papyrus chuckled, only for Sans to roll his eyelights.

“Act like a rabbit?” Chara furrowed their brows before looking back up at Sans. “But… You’re hyper like one! And you’re as fast, if not faster! You’d make a great rabbit, Sans!” They tugged on his sleeve, smiling up at them with pure innocents.

The noise Papyrus was making sounded that of a wheezing, coughing, choking fit as he curled up on the couch, holding his nonexistent gut from the child's words as he faced the back.

Sans groaned, face palming.

“YES… HOWEVER, THAT DOES NOT MAKE ME A RABBIT, HUMAN. IT MAKES ME STRONG AND FEARFUL!” Sans turned to put a boot on Papyrus’ back as he continued to wheeze louder, stomping on him with rage that didn’t deter his brother none. “YOU!! YOU MAY STILL HAVE YOUR TAIL, BUT DO NOT MAKE ME BREAK IT OFF!! SILENCE YOUR LAUGHTER IMMEDIATELY BEFORE I GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO WHEEZE FOR!”

Papyrus immediately stopped, turning over and moving Sans boot away, pure mirth in his eyes as he wiped a magical tear away, his fangs in a permanent smile.

“heh.. whateva ya say… Lord Cottontail.” Papyrus gave a mock solute, only for Sans to look behind himself and growl loudly.

“ARE YOU SERIOUS, PAPS?!” Sans took the tail off, tossing it at the snickering Chara who caught it. “FINE, YOU ENJOY TRICKING ME THAT MUCH?” Sans narrowed his sockets at Papyrus, who began to sweat under that glare.

“CHARA!” Sans turned to face the child with an overly odd calm exterior he didn’t just have mere moments ago, Chara perking up to attention, Papyrus was sweating bullets.

“bro, wait-”

“WHAT DO YOU SAY ABOUT PAPYRUS TAKING YOU ON A HUGE-... WHAT IS IT THAT YOU HUMANS DO ON THIS HOLIDAY AGAIN?... ‘HUNT FOR EGGS’, WAS IT?”

“Oh! That would be super cool!! Would you really do that, Papyrus?!” Chara turned, their puppy eyes glittering with excitement as Sans stood straight with a smug grin on his fangs at his brother.

Papyrus opened his fangs to say no, a scowl forming to the little meat bag, only to twitch as he took notice of his brothers glare. Sans narrowed his sockets with a silent threat that if he doesn’t do this… There will be a worse prank done later on.

Probably hot sauce in the shower head again... Or worse yet, preparing for a jumpscare for it to never come-.... Until he was almost asleep. Papyrus does not want to deal with that... Again.

“ffff-... ugh, stop wit’em puppy eyes, squirt. ‘course, i get half yer treats then.” He finally wilted, rubbing a hand over his face as he looked back down to Chara, who emitted a large ‘whoo-hoo’ and ran to sit beside Papyrus on the sofa.

“Mom would want me to share, anyways! We’ll have a lot of fun, Paps, I promise!” They said, beaming up to Papyrus.

“YES… HAVE FUN YOU TWO. I AM OFF, THEN.” Sans proudly walked out of the house…

Only for another cottontail to be pinned on his coat without his knowledge as Papyrus shook again with laughter. He was going to get murdered later… But right now, that was fine. This was hilarious.

Easter was fucking hilarious.

[prettywordsyouleft]

The Best Easter Ever

Pairing: Kwon Soonyoung x reader

Genre: oh you know this is gonna be fluffy and cliché as hell

Warnings: none

A/N: Happy Good Friday everyone! You know, the blog is going to appear like we’re all up to some bunny good fun but in reality I’m not celebrating it at all (totally waiting for the Easter chocolate to go on half price come Tuesday though XD). Easter gave me an excuse to write something really cute with Soonyoung, who I really don’t write enough for though so I hope you enjoy this!

Word count: 1351

This is part of a mini-collab, An Easter Collab To Dye For. From today until Easter Monday @this-song-thats-only-for-you​ and I will be sharing two stories each. Please check out tomorrow for what else is in store!

If anyone could survive your family at Easter time, they were a keeper. Sure, Christmas was a big ordeal for your family too, generally it was Easter where the crazy came out. You weren’t a large family but when you could gather together, you would. And Easter was normally the perfect time to do so.

“Are you really sure you want to come?” you asked hesitantly, even as Soonyoung put his duffle bag into the back of your car. You didn’t close the door, leaving him ample access to remove his belongings.

And run, far away.

Your boyfriend chuckled and ruffled your hair affectionately. “You don’t want your family to meet me?”

“Of course I do, I mean, we’ve been dating for months now it’d practically be a disservice not to take you home with me. But we can do that another time. Like at my birthday or just some random, perfectly sane and calm weekend instead.”

“Your family can’t be that bad. You can’t tell me they’re any worse than my roommates Seungkwan and Seokmin. You know how crazy they can get. Your family will be a walk in the park for me compared.” He placed his hands on your shoulders and smiled before kissing your forehead. “Would you please stop worrying and close the back of the car up so we can go? You’re going to get wrinkles over absolutely nothing.”

Creased skin was the least of your concerns, yet you closed the trunk of the vehicle and went around to the driver’s side, letting out a sigh before turning on the ignition.

You really hoped you didn’t come home boyfriend-less after this.

When you finally arrived at your family home, you smiled weakly at Soonyoung before clambering out, stretching your legs. You then moved to the back of the car where your boyfriend nudged you lightly. “You told me it’s crazy decked out here in Easter decorations. Are you sure we’re at the right address? There’s not a giant egg in sight.”

“We’re here the day before my parents put them out. They told me they would wait for our arrival for extra hands.”

“That’s a good idea,” he agreed, shouldering his bag and then reaching for yours. “It’s pretty quiet. From how much you talked this up, I was expecting a welcome wagon or something.”

“Oh, it’s coming,” you told him, your smile strained. “In three, two…”

“Welcome to our eggs-traordinary abode my little bunnies!” a voice boomed and you spun to see your father there.

“Told you,” you mentioned to Soonyoung before moving forward to hug your paternal figure. You glanced up at the hat on his head and smiled. “Are we having a Mad Hatter tea party this year?”

“You betcha kiddo. Only the best for my daughter and her boyfriend. We’ve got to officially bring you into the family as one of us.”

Soonyoung chuckled as he held out his hand at your father, who avoided it and hugged him instead. “It’s nice to meet you, sir.”

“Sir?! There will be none of that up in here. Call me Dad.”

“Dad!” you cried, shaking your head quickly. “You can’t just ask Soonyoung to-”

“What, he’s going to become one of us, isn’t he?”

“Of course I am!” Soonyoung cheered and grinned back at you. “That’s why I’m here, right? To meet the family.”

“That’s the spirit, son. You know, I always wanted a son. I’m lumped with daughters,” your father told Soonyoung dramatically as he took him up towards the house and you rolled your eyes at his usual antics. Your Dad spun around to shoot you a sweet look. “Even though I just love you, a son would be nice!”

“You have a son-in-law already,” your mother told your father at the doorway before leaning in to kiss Soonyoung on the cheek lightly. “It’s so nice to finally meet you, Soonyoung.”

“Likewise. Do I call you Mum or-”

“Of course you do son, you’re a part of us now, remember!” your Dad enthused and you turned to close the front door with a sigh.

Here we go.

Admittedly, the first day was pretty quiet. Your sisters weren’t home yet and so you got to have your parents to just you and Soonyoung. It was actually pretty endearing watching their interactions too. Your Mum swooned over his boyish charms much like you had months ago, and your Dad was persistent in finding something in common with him. Dinner was delicious and they had only sprung one of the board games on you both to play that always came out during family gatherings. The laughter was still ringing in your ears as you got ready for bed and after the travelling you had done all day to get here, you were feeling pretty exhausted.

As you settled into your old bed next to Soonyoung, he kissed the side of your head tenderly. “I like your parents.”

“They like you too.”

“I seriously don’t get why you were so worried.”

“The crazy hasn’t happened yet,” you mumbled, nestling in further. “Tomorrow there will be eggs to dye, chocolates to make, decorations to put up. And then in the weekend when my sister comes with her children, there will be the Egg Hunt and then Dad will really be in his element. Bunny costume and all. Oh, and on Sunday we’ll have the tea party to look forward to as well. I’m exhausted just thinking about it all.”

“Are you embarrassed by your Dad?” Soonyoung asked and you frowned, looking up at your boyfriend whilst shaking your head. “Really? You seemed to dread coming here this week. Meanwhile, he’s literally glowing from the anticipation of what’s to come.”

“I love how excited he gets. It’s the one time of the year where he gets all of us girls home for days on end. Where no other family or commitments can take us away early. He’s like this because he misses us.”

“Then why did you talk it up like it’d be a great inconvenience for me?”

You sat up and Soonyoung joined you, taking your hand in his. “I watched my older sisters bringing home guys to meet the family. They’d do it at different times of the year, never at Easter. And when they had been dating for some time, Easter would just naturally arrive. Several relationships broke up and I could always remember them crying and saying it was because our traditions were overbearing.”

“You made this into such a big deal to me to see if I would back out?” Soonyoung concluded and you nodded.

“I figured if I was ever going to bring home someone, the best time was now. If you could survive Easter at my side, then we could do anything together. My sister who is married even told me if you lasted Easter here then you were a keeper.”

“You needed this experience here to confirm that?” he teased and you pouted.

“As I said, you haven’t experienced the crazy yet.”

“Your Dad showed me the storage room before,” he mentioned and your eyes darted towards Soonyoung, widening with what secrets that room held. He grinned. “I got a taste of what’s to come.”

“And you don’t want to run away? That giant blow up basket takes up the entire front lawn, you know.”

“I actually asked if your Dad had a spare bunny costume. I think he teared up a little.”

You leaned over to kiss Soonyoung, smiling when you pulled away. “I’m starting to think this might be the best Easter yet.”

“Because you get to see your sexy boyfriend as a bunny with the cutest cottontail?” Soonyoung wondered cheekily, and you shook your head. “Hey, I can make that outfit cute and sexy, just you wait!”

“You sound just like my Dad, you know!” you laughed and Soonyoung nodded happily.

“He told me I was already family to him after that. And isn’t that what you wanted?”

You nodded as well, leaning in to kiss him again. “It is, and that’s why it’ll be the best Easter ever.”

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[this-song-thats-only-for-you]

Hop To It - [An Easter Collab To Dye For]

Summary:  Spending Easter with your family and your boyfriend is always special, but this year the Easter Bunny has another gift in mind.

Pairing: Hoseok (Wonho) x Y/N (reader)

Genre: Easter Fluff

Word count: 894

 It was one of your favourite holidays, and you were excited to share it with Hoseok. You didn’t realize how much you had in common with your boyfriend until Easter came around. You were known in your family as the one to give the best gifts, but Hoseok was on another level. He loved spoiling everyone with presents of stuffed animals and chocolates, and no expense was spared, especially when it came to your niece and nephew.

Pulling up to your parents’ house you shook your head lightly as he jumped out of the car, rushing towards the backseat to begin pulling out all the presents.

“I think you got a little carried away this time babe.”

“You can never have enough chocolate Y/N, you know that!”  he said teasingly as you came around to help him with the assortment of chocolates and plushies, all the while shaking your head at the sight. He wasted no time in passing you the extras, filling your arms up in a matter of seconds.

“Is that everything?” You asked, your voice muffled behind the wall of gifts now cradled in your arms.

“Just one more thing. Okay, I’m good. Let’s go.”

“Hoseok, a little help?!” you called out as you heard his voice retreat, unable to see where you were going. Suddenly you felt his body against your back, nudging you gently into the direction of your parents’ house, his soft laughter vibrating through you.

You hadn’t noticed what that one last thing was until you were inside. Placing the presents down onto the table and hugging your family in greeting you turned to face your boyfriend, an amused smile spreading onto your lips. Of course, he had.

“And what are those?” you asked knowingly, nudging your head in his direction.

“Oh, these?” pointing to the top of his head. “My ears, of course, can’t be the Easter bunny without them. Oh, and this. Can’t forget my cottontail.”

Turning around he wriggled his behind, emphasizing the fluffy bunny tail attached to his pants. Spotting your niece and nephew he crouched down to his knees, hands placed in front of him as he started to hop in their direction.

“Can anyone help me find my chocolate eggs?” Hoseok asked, in a voice that wasn’t his own as he continued to hop across the kitchen, his head moving from side to side in search of his missing eggs. Sungrah and Sungjin came bolting towards him, almost knocking him over in the process. Their excited little faces were completely mesmorised by the giant ears and tail.

“They’re outside!” They said in unison, their chubby little fingers pointing out into the garden.

“They are? I don’t remember leaving any out there.”

He shook his head and squished his eyes shut, pretending not to believe them, which only made them giggle more. You smiled at the three of them, your heart feeling full at seeing Hoseok with your family. It made you look forward to the future and the thought of what it might be like with your own children one day.

“Are you two going to help the Easter bunny find his chocolate eggs??” you asked animatedly as you walked towards them, kneeling down yourself to be at their height.

“He’s not the Easter bunny Aunt Y/N.” Sungjin announced, his brown eyes looking at you questioningly.

“Yes, I am!” Hoseok protested, becoming more animated as he hopped up and down on the spot.

“Nuh uh” Sungrah shook her head “You’re Uncle Hoseok, silly.”

“Mhm. Uncle Hoseok.” Sungjin agreed, the pair of them smiling brightly at you both.

Your heart felt like it was going to burst. It was the first time the twins had called him their Uncle, and you hadn’t known how much it would mean to you to hear it until it had happened. A tingling sensation ran through your whole body as you turned to see Hoseok mirroring your reaction. Smiling, you gently reached for his hand, squeezing it tightly as if to bring him back to life. He turned to face you, his brown eyes now glassy as he squeezed your hand back.

“Uncle,” he whispered to himself, smiling at hearing the word again. Regaining his composure he stood up “Who wants to be on Uncle Hoseok’s team to find the most chocolate eggs?”

“Me!” the twins said in unison, jumping up and down with their hands in the air.

“Quick, let’s go. Last one out is a rotten egg!”

They both squealed in excitement, the two of them quickly running outside in search of the hidden eggs. Hoseok leaned forward kissing you tenderly.

“Rotten egg,” he teased, a hearty laugh leaving him as he tickled your sides. Shaking your head you swatted him playfully as he attempted to turn you around, preventing you from chasing after them.

"Let go, Uncle Hoseok," you called, writhing in his strong grip. "I don't want to come last!"

"You don't want to be on my team?" he questioned, kissing the side of your head affectionately.

"Oh I do," you admitted, ceasing your attempts to escape and shooting him another smile. "Thanks for making Easter special again."

"Next year, let's aim to have our own little bunny hm?"

You gaped after the man that dashed outside, your cheeks flushing with colour before you dashed after him, joining in with the fun.

[lady-divine-writes]

Klaine one-shot - “The Hampton Bay Easter Egg Hunt Disaster” (Rated PG)

Kurt wants his daughter's first Easter to be a quiet, family only affair. But Rachel has other ideas ... ones more commensurate with their status as members of the New York elite ... (2387 words)

Notes: So, like many of the Daddy Klaine one-shots I write, in this one, Mercedes was their surrogate. Plus, Rachel has a baby, but I couldn't decide who I wanted the father to be, so I just left him out. He exists somewhere. You pick who you like best. xD

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“So? What do you think?” Rachel sings, glancing over her shoulder as she leads her best friend towards the swankiest gathering of New York’s elite that he’s ever seen in his life … which is saying something considering he works at Vogue, his husband headlines on Broadway, his best friend has a Tony, and his baby’s mama is signed with the same label as Beyonce. But as far as being a member of said “New York’s elite” is concerned, it’ll always feel new to him.

And overwhelming.

Which is one of the reasons why he wishes she would have chosen something a bit more low key. But Rachel wouldn’t be Rachel if she didn’t turn every last thing they did into an event.

“What do I think?” Kurt asks as they step onto the grass and walk over to a roped off area. From what he can see, it’s roughly about the size of two football fields end to end, which Kurt finds astounding since half of the children here look barely old enough to walk yet. “It’s grass, Rach. Which we could have found at any old park in our neighborhood.”

“Yes, but in your neighborhood, you might not get the chance to rub elbows with Sarah Jessica Parker!” Rachel points to a crowd in the distance where Mrs. Parker herself stands amid a cluster of other notable women, talking and laughing over heaven knows what.

“Yes, we would,” Blaine interjects, switching Tracy from one hip to the other. “She shops at the organic food market a block away from our penthouse.”

“Not today, she doesn’t,” Rachel says forcefully. “Today, she’s here. Anybody who’s anybody is here. And so are we.”

“What are the rules?” Kurt asks, searching for a sign, a poster, a handout, or something. “Is there a time limit? Are the kids separated by athletic ability? Or age?” He certainly hopes they’re separated by age. He’s not a huge fan of celebrating religious-based holidays, but seeing as this was the one day he could get his whole New York family together, he leapt on it. He was hoping to constrict their revelry to family members only, so if they can find their own section of the park to conduct their business without having to socialize, even with the elite, that would suit him fine.

“You’re making this too complicated,” Rachel scolds, setting her son down in the grass. Blaine follows, sitting Tracy across from him so the two toddlers can play.

“Yeah,” Mercedes agrees. “It’s just an Easter egg hunt, Kurt. My church used to hold one every year.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t do churches. And tromping through the grass in search of hard boiled eggs isn’t the way my father and I spent Easter.”

“How did you spend Easter?” Mercedes asks, realizing that after knowing Kurt for over a decade and carrying his child, she has no clue.

“The way many a well-rounded, musical theater inclined child did. I watched Brigadoon on AMC.”

“Same,” Rachel says, raising her hand. “But when I got pregnant, I decided that I was going to eschew the boundaries of religion and participate in all traditional, family-friendly events. In fact, I firmly believe that we, especially, have a responsibility to do so.”

“How’s that?” Blaine pets Tracy’s hair as he watches his daughter grab handfuls of grass in her chubby fists and pull them from the dirt with all her might.

“It’s expected of us to be seen out and about with other parents of our social stature. This is the environment our children will be raised in,” she says, gesturing around them to the steadily increasing number of well-dressed, obviously wealthy parents and children. “It’s necessary to acclimate them to it now so it’ll be easier for them to handle the pressure of inevitable competition when they themselves rise to stardom.”

“Uh …” Mercedes says as she, Kurt, and Blaine stare at Rachel straightening the bowtie her barely year-and-a-half old son keeps trying to tear off his neck.

“Wow,” Kurt says, mouth agape. “I … don’t know how to respond to any of that.”

“A simple you’re absolutely right, Rachel. I agree with you 100% would suffice.”

“Not the direction I was thinking of going,” Kurt says, sharing a look with his giggling husband, “but okay.”

Rachel rolls her eyes. “Come on, guys! Why don’t we try to enjoy ourselves? It’s a beautiful day! The sun is shining, the sky is blue, and I think the Easter bunny just arrived!”

Kurt, Blaine, and Mercedes take a gander at the festivities around them heralding the soon-to-be start of the egg hunt. Indeed, the Easter bunny had arrived. But this was not your average, human-sized, department store cottontail dressed in a pastel vest and straw top hat, carrying a basket of colorful, candy-filled plastic eggs. This Easter bunny is easily seven feet tall, dressed in what could only be described as a vintage suit of aubergine brocade with matching purple top hat; a tall, white plume tucked inside the olive green hat band; a gold monocle over his left eye; carrying a hand-carved mahogany walking stick in one hand, and a Moses basket in the other, filled to bursting with eggs, jelly beans, foil-wrapped chocolates, and trinkets and tidbits that catch the light and twinkle like gemstones. He’s surrounded by an entourage of handlers, each wearing an outfit to complement the bunny’s own and carrying baskets of the same treats to hand out to the kids. The bunny and his team walk the perimeter of the field, and a parade forms behind him – adorable little boys and girls bedecked in their Sunday best, dresses and suits that Kurt saw advertised in Vogue for close to four figures. But some of them are dressed in honest to God athletic wear.

Those boys and girls look downright intimidating.

“I don’t know,” Blaine says, eyeing five children dressed in matching track suits and running shoes. “Some of the people here look awfully competitive.”

“Of course they are! The prizes here are outstanding! Last year, they hid a $10,000 Tiffany engagement ring in one of the eggs!”

Kurt’s eyebrows shoot up so far, they disappear somewhere in the vicinity of his hairline. “Really?”

“At my church, all we got were goldfish crackers and bite size Snickers bars,” Mercedes says.

“Not here,” Rachel says proudly, as if she had a hand in organizing the thing. “They go all out - luxury vacations, spa packages, theater tickets … but don’t worry. The emphasis here is on fun.”

“Do they know that?” Kurt asks, motioning with his chin towards a nearby family dressed entirely in Under Armour from The Rock’s latest collection – mother, father, and their five-year-old daughter staring down Tracy like a lion stares down an easy meal.

Under Armour – proud sponsor of Easter and good-natured family fun, Kurt thinks spitefully.

Suddenly, their attentions are directed upward by the sound of a helicopter arriving, circling the area above their heads.

“Okay, why is that here?” Blaine asks. It’d be easy to assume it’s paparazzi, but there isn’t supposed to be any here. That’s part of the appeal. There are guards posted everywhere to ensure the privacy of the families participating. But they can’t be everywhere at once. It’s possible one or two might get through.

“It’s here to drop more eggs from above! Those are the ones people really go for. Some of them are made out of solid gold!” Rachel explains, nearly drooling after the words solid gold.

“What the---? That’s insane!” Kurt envisions something the size of a chicken egg made of gold plummeting from the sky and smacking him on the head. That would definitely leave a dent in his skull, at the very least.

Could he survive that impact?

“Ouch!” Blaine covers Tracy’s head protectively while keeping an eye on the sky.

“Isn’t this a little excessive?” Mercedes asks. “I mean, I have the money to go to whatever spa I want. That’s one of the perks of being famous.”

“Yeah.” Kurt joins his husband and daughter, hovering over them in an effort to protect them both. “And what 18-month-old needs a Tiffany engagement ring anyway? This sounds like it was put together more for the parents than the kids. Maybe we should go somewhere else.”

“No!” Rachel pleads. “Just … give it a few minutes! Please? An hour at the most? I promise we’ll have fun! I’ve been looking forward to this Easter egg hunt ever since I found out I was pregnant!”

Kurt shakes his head slowly. “I don’t know, Rach …”

“It’s the kids’ first Easter egg hunt, Kurt! Don’t you want it to be memorable?”

“Yeah, but because we had a good time! Not because someone went to the hospital with a concussion!”

“Look - we’re at a big, private park! There’s a playground and a lake not too far from here! If you don’t like the Easter egg hunt, we can go over there and let the kids play. But can we give this a try first? Please?”

Kurt looks for help from a worried Blaine, still covering Tracy’s head, to a skeptical Mercedes, and sighs. Their expressions scream they don’t approve, but they’re not going to object vocally without hearing what he has to say first. Why does he always end up with the deciding vote? He doesn’t want to be the one who’ll get the silent treatment if this all goes wrong.

Of course, he doesn’t want to listen to three weeks of Rachel’s gloating if this turns out to be the best afternoon they’ve ever had.

In the end, it’s all about the kids, and the two of them, playing in the grass without a care in the world, seem to be enjoying themselves.

They’re already here. They drove for hours to get here. And it is a stunning location. They can stick it out for a while, collect a few eggs, dodge the helicopter, grab some punch and cookies over at the refreshment table, and then retire to the playground. It’ll be fine. It might even be fun.

If anything, the pictures will be precious.

“Alright,” he says. “We’ll give it an hour.”

“Yay!” Rachel says, clapping her hands with glee the same way she did back in high school.

It kind of puts a sour taste in Kurt’s mouth.

“But after that …”

“Alright, ladies and gentlemen! Lads and lasses! Step right up to the starting line! The 53rd Annual Hampton Bay Easter Egg Hunt is about to begin!”

“Starting line?” Blaine repeats. “What … what starting line?”

Kurt looks around in confusion. Starting line? He doesn’t remember seeing anything marked starting line. There was only the rope and …

Uh oh …

While they’d been discussing staying or going, they hadn’t noticed that the parade of kids and parents following the Easter bunny had circled round and stopped about a hundred feet away … right where the rope Kurt, Blaine, Mercedes, and Rachel passed to get in had been set up. There they stood – a mob of adults and children lined up in starting positions, brows furrowed in deep concentration, ready to charge, like a re-enactment of The Hunger Games if the eccentrically dressed inhabitants of the Capitol City were the ones on the attack.

Kurt, Blaine, Mercedes, and Rachel didn’t know.

Nobody told them.

Nobody warned them.

Nobody seemed to care that they were sitting in the grass, dead center, in the way.

“On your marks …”

“Wha---what’s going on?” Rachel asks, comical in her inability to get the hint.

“… get set …”

“Uh, this isn’t good,” Mercedes says.

Kurt springs to his feet, gearing up to drag the lot of them off the field before the announcer can get to Go!

But he never does.

And not because he’s waiting for them to vacate the field. (Who knows if the man even sees them?) But because the start of the hunt is proclaimed by a gun shot.

The sharp pop hits the air.

After that, the roar of hundreds of feet hitting the ground, along with the frantic screaming of children, is deafening. At the same time, the helicopter above releases its bounty. Plastic eggs rain down around them, exploding on contact, spreading chocolate shrapnel within a foot of where they land. One hits Kurt on the top of his head.

“Ow! God!” he wails, rubbing an already forming bump with his fingers. He doesn’t know what the heck was inside that thing, but his head begins to throb.

No way is he going to stay there if something made of solid gold is headed his way.

“Oh hell no!” Mercedes yells, helping Rachel get her son off the ground. He chirps and squeals, laughing as egg after egg hits the grass, one barely missing his soft little head.

“Run!” Kurt says, pulling his husband to his feet and getting pelted by another plastic egg in the process. He sees this one where it lands, spraying jelly beans left and right, and he starts laughing - a distant and mortifying memory of being assaulted by pee balloons as a bullied teen in the stressed-filled atmosphere of high school tickling him with the irony of growing into an uber-successful man who was now being pummeled by candy in the equally stress-filled atmosphere of this elitist event.

“Kurt!” Blaine cries, plucking Tracy out of the grass. He covers her head with his jacket and bolts, leaving Kurt behind in a mad dash for their car. “Kurt! Hurry up!”

Kurt runs to catch up. Three steps in, a featureless gold blur hits the ground hard, and his foot gets caught in the hole it makes. He falls to his knees, laughing hysterically. “Raise our daughter well, Blaine!” he chokes out over the howl of the raging onslaught. “And remember, I always loved you!”

Blaine turns to see his husband, red-faced with laughter, swallowed by the crowd, and despite being concerned for his safety, he can’t help laughing, too, at the ridiculousness of it all. He knows that in a few minutes the crowd will pass, and Kurt will emerge the way he always does – dignified, triumphant, and probably with one of those golden eggs Rachel was fiending over. “You’re a good man, Kurt! You shall be avenged!”

[coppercookie]

Here comes Peter Cotton tail (1971)

After becoming the Chief Easter bunny through a Easter egg delivery competition, Irontail abolishes Easter fun of any kind. With the help of the time travelling caterpillar, Peter Cottontail travels through time to become the Chief and put a stop to Irontail's evil deeds.

This special covers basically every holiday except Easter. Which is fair enough I guess since the Easter bunny doesn't exactly have any lore to build off of but it is still more of a Christmas special than an Easter one. Travelling to different holidays is enjoyable at first but it gets a bit repetitive with Peter Cottontail trying to give out Easter eggs by fibbing, it not working out somehow and trying again at a different time.

Rankin/bass' animation is the same as ever primitive but charming. There's not too much to note with the character designs aside from the caterpillar, his human head is so cursed and will haunts my dreams at night. The voice work is great if a little distracting Vincent Prince as the evil bunny is fantastic and Casey Kasem works pretty well for the lead even if I couldn't help but think of Shaggy the entire time.

This is a fine movie, nothing to write home about. If you're looking for one of the few Easter bunny movies out there this is a decent choice.

The list

[c00kieknight]

1. Peter Rabbit is the Beatrix Potter character who steals carrots and goes on adventures. Peter COTTONTAIL is the Head Easter Bunny

2. Peter does lay the eggs, he just paints them

3. No rabbits lay eggs, not even girl ones

4. This sign could be interpreted to mean Jesus Christ was actually a girl who could in fact lay eggs

I have several questions.

[brokenmusicboxwolfe]

Off the top of my head, things I take away from Here Come’s Peter Cottontail:

1) Irontail intends to make chocolate tarantulas and octopuses.  This is actually  a GREAT idea! Eight legs to munch on!

2) It has a Valentine’s Day romantic song that’s really an ode to one night stands. The lyrics say things like how they are giving their heart “just for today” and “not tomorrow”. That’s ‘70s family entertainment. 

3) The hero is irresponsible, lies, and cheats without real repercussions. In fact he wins the title of ruler.

4) The previous ruler selected Peter to take over because he reminded him of himself. This is likely since the constitution of their land dictates that new leader selection  is based on measurable criteria, not the whims of the old leader. Rules of succession don’t matter to these bunnies, and the one pointing out they are breaking the law is the “bad guy”. Go figure.

5) Peter wins through the cheat of using a time machine, yet he should still loose because he is moving FORWARD in time away from the deadline he missed. Everyone seems to remember the Easter he failed to deliver eggs, and when Anton the caterpillar is left behind  he travels on the slow day by day way. Peter hasonly managed to give out eggs a year too late.

6) People would not have missed getting eggs that Easter if they hadn’t been so dang shallow. Irontail  tried to give out eggs but folks refused to take them. There was nothing wrong with the eggs, but people were too prejudiced to take is from the goth looking bunny. So if folks missed Easter it’s their own danged fault!

7) Halloween monsters are not shallow about appearance and are simply eager for a little love. Treat the tricksters!

8) Enslaving a rooster to be your alarm clock has several ways it can go wrong. Corn flavored bubble gum is not top of that list, but it definitely is there.

9) Folks apparently did not grow up curious about what green eggs would taste like after reading Sam I Am or they wouldn’t reject emerald hued eggs (except on St. Patrick’s Day).

10) Romantically entangled caterpillars have hair, and in the male’s case a mustache, but all other caterpillars are bald.

11) Iron tail must be tremendously strong or has stong lifting devices rigged in his home, because he keeps flasks and beakers about as big as himself lying around. 

12) If you want to give out Easter Eggs on the Fourth of July, do not lie about them being fireworks. Instead play up the use of boiled eggs as the basis deviled eggs for holiday picnics.

13) I am totally team Irontail!

[halloweenfor]

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[eastofthemoon]

Broken Wing- ROTG Fic

It’s been awhile, but I wrote a gen fic for @jackrabbitweek and today’s theme was Winged AU so I wrote this.

Title: Broken Wing

Rating: G

Series: Rise of the Guardians

Characters: Jack Frost and Bunnymund

Summary:  Bunnymund would greatly like to have words with whatever great divine being that decided Jack Frost should be born with wings! The little twerp was annoying enough with his snowballs and unpredictable blizzards! Why did the kid have to have wings that could produce icy breezes when he flapped too?!

Some humans were born with wings, and some weren’t. Bunny had to admit when he crashed landed on this planet that was not the evolution he had expected humanity to take, but it did. Granted, despite some of the humans having issues about it, Bunny never minded it.

He seen a variety of alien species back in his day, and that wasn’t including the different kinds of spirits that existed on Earth currently. So, for the last few centuries, Bunny didn’t pay it much mind except he got to watch some winged ankle bitters fly around for fun and he felt some joy seeing such innocence.

However, he would greatly like to have words with whatever great divine being that decided Jack Frost should be born with wings! The little twerp was annoying enough with his snowballs and unpredictable blizzards! Why did the kid have to have wings that could produce icy breezes when he flapped too?!

Bunny had never been so tempted to bang his head against the wall the day the kid was chosen to be a Guardian.

But then, they had the battle with Pitch and Bunny found himself seeing another side of Jack he hadn’t before. The snow spirit was a natural prankster, but he truly did care about the children. He was worthy of being chosen as a guardian.

Did that stop Bunny being annoyed when Jack would, on purpose, choose to sit next to him at meetings just to ‘accidentally’ brush his cold wings at him? Not by a long shot!

And then there were the hug attacks! Jack would wrap his freezing feathers around Bunny claiming he was ‘warming him up’.

The others always seemed amused by it. Although, Tooth was enthusiast about Jack joining the moment it was announced. Apparently his snow white teeth and feathers were famous among her and her fairies.

Bunny, if asked, would reluctantly admit Jack’s white wings were a sight to behold. Instead of snow, they reminded Bunny of white eggs right before they were ready to hatched and unleashed new life upon the world.

So, the day he saw Jack sitting next to his pond with his wings covered in mud and one bent in a very unnatural way, Bunny felt as if he’d been suckered punched.

Jack didn’t seem to realize he was there as he was trying to use snow to wash off the mud, until he gazed up.

He blinked and tilted his head in confusion. “Bunny?” he asked as he rose and grunted as he leaned against his staff. “What are you doing here?”

Bunny cursed as he instantly raced over. “WHAT THE BLOODY HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?!” he asked stunned as he checked Jack over.

From what he could tell, nothing else seemed broken- Oh, wait. Jack was favoring his right leg? Did his leg get injured too?

Jack wiggled out of his grasp and nearly stumbled, but his grip on his staff kept his balanced. “WHOA! Calm down! I’m fine!” he exclaimed.

“You are clearly not fine,” Bunny hissed as he forced Jack to look at him. “What happened?”

Jack sighed and as he rubbed his eyes. “I got into a fight with a few summer spirits and I ended up having a very hard crash landing.”

Bunny frowned. “Didn’t the wind catch ya?”

From how Jack explained it before, the wind had always been right there to catch Jack and avoid such a thing.

“One of the spirits had a wind blocking amulet,” Jack said darkly. “Thought it be REAL funny to see me smash into the dirt.”

Bunny scowled, and made two mental notes

One, have a talk with North later. If there was something out there that could block Jack’s wind, that wasn’t good. Best to find ways to prevent that.

Two, hunt down said summer spirits to make it clear what happened when they messed with one of the Guardians because this was not funny.

“You don’t have to punch anyone, Bunny,” Jack commented as he narrowed his eyes. “Despite how I look, I did give them a good amount of bruises in return.” He gave a smirk. “Not to mention a good dose of frostbite they’ll be feeling for the next few months.”

Bunny didn’t feel as satisfied, but he take Jack’s word for it for now. Gingerly he poked at the bent wing.

“Can ya move it?” Bunny asked.

Jack grimaced. “A bit, so I don’t think it’s broken, but no way I can fly.”

Bunny nodded as he tried to wipe some of the dry mud off of Jack’s cheek. “Want me ta take ya ta North’s place?”

Jack cringed and shook his head. “Please, don’t. North means well, but he and Phil will fuss over me like crazy and I rather recover in some place..more quiet.”

Bunny gave an understanding nod. “How about my my Warren?” he offered. “Should be quiet enough for ya ta mend there.”

Jack’s eyes widened. “Really? You certain?” He lowered his gaze and the grip on his staff tightened. “I..didn’t think you want me there.”

Bunny choked, surprised by the assumption. “What? Why?”

Jack chewed his bottom lip and hide his face in his muddy, non-bent wing. “Because of what happened at Easter.”

Bunny flicked his ears at that. It suddenly dawned on him that he hadn’t invited Jack back to his Warren since last Easter. Bunny liked his privacy, but since then he had tried to make it known the other Guardians were welcome there anytime.

Guess I should have been more direct with Jack, he thought as he frowned. He sighed as he ran a hand over his ears.

“I don’t have a problem with ya in the Warren,” he told Jack.

Jack poked his head out. “Really?”

Bunny sighed. He really did kick himself for how he had reacted at that, especially after Jack told him of how Pitch had tricked him. “Look..I..was more harsh on ya than I should have been,” he said. “We shouldn’t have jumped ta conclusions, but I was too upset ta think straight and I took it out on ya.”

Jack’s eyes hardened. “You had a right to be upset.”

Bunny shook his head. “Yeah, but I should have known better, and I’m sorry for that.” He rubbed his eyes. “Anyway, point is. I forgive ya and yer welcome in the Warren anytime.” He shook a finger at him. “That is as long as ya don’t go freezing my plants on purpose that is.”

Jack tilted his head and then gave a small chuckle as the feathers on his wings ruffled with him. “Sure, Cottontail, I can do that.”

“Ya better,” Bunny said as he thumped his foot and offered his back to Jack. “So, let’s go get ya fixed up then, shall we? Since ya can’t fly, probably better if I carry ya.”

“Okay,” Jack said as he wrapped his arms around his neck. “Just take it easy, okay? I rather not have two injured wings here.”

Bunny gave a nod before he dived into the hole.

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Bunny finished filling up the bathtub with warm water before he turned around to look at Jack.

“Alright, Mate,” he said as he set the soap bottle and and cloth to the side. “Why don’t ya strip and then I’ll give ya a hand bathing.”

Granted, he knew it was going to be difficult with Jack’s hurt wing, but it would be worse to mend it without cleaning it first.

Lines formed in Jack’s forehead. “Okay, but I can wash myself,” he stated. “I’m not a little kid.”

Bunny sighed. “No, but yer hurt and you’re goin’ ta need an extra pair of hands ta help ya, especially for ya wings.”

Jack pouted as he fingered one of his feathers that had dried mud on it. “Yeah..okay, fine,” he said as he set his staff aside. “Let’s just get this over with it.”

Bunny gave a nod as he scooted over. “Need help taking yer sweater off?,” he asked. “Frankly, I never understood how yer able to wear that with your wings.”

Jack gave a sly smirk. “Slits in the back so that I can unbutton and slip my wings through,” he boasted. “Was the latest fashion back in the 80s when I found this thing.” He gave a sheepish smile. “Although, will admit it’s easier to have someone unbutton it for me to take it off.”

“I see,” Bunny said as he moved around and saw the said buttons Jack described. “Just be a tic,” he said as he went to unbutton it.

Jack remained still as the flap dropped and Bunny began to carefully pull the sweater over the boy’s head. The hardest part was trying to ease Jack’s injured wing out without making it worse.

He heard Jack give a quiet wince as the wing was pulled through, but it was quick and within an eyeblink the sweater was off. Jack’s clothes were rapidly taken off after that, and within a few minutes, Bunny was assisting the frost spirit into the tub.

Bunny watched Jack’s expression as he slipped into the water and gave a hiss of breath as his lower body went under the water.

“Yer alright?” Bunny asked. “Not too hot is it?”

Jack shut his eyes and shook his head. “No, it’s fine,” he said. “I wouldn’t like it any hotter, but it’s fine for bathing.”

Bunny nodded as he reached for the bottle of soap and a washcloth. He passed an extra washcloth to Jack.

“Ya might as well wash yer front and hair,” he instructed, “I’ll take care of yer back and then yer wings.”

Jack gave a slight blush, but said thanks as he took the cloth. Bunny then lathered up the soap and proceeded to wash the boy’s back. The mud had dried, and it took a few tries to scrub it off, but piece by piece Bunny removed it.

During this, Jack washed his chest and when asked Bunny handed him the shampoo bottle to wash the mud out of his hair. Once that was complete, next came the most grueling task of getting the mud off Jack’s wings.

“Gonna start tacklin’ yer injured wing, Mate,” Bunny warned as held a strand of feathers. “Will be as gentle as I can here.”

“Thanks for the warning,” Jack replied as he finished rinsing out his hair. “By the way, you never did tell me why you were at my pond.”

“Jamie and Sophie contacted me,” Bunny replied as he began to wash off the mud. “Ya hadn’t showed up for Jamie’s flyin’ lesson and he got worried.”

Jamie was the only winged person in his family, and over the past months Jack had taken the kid ‘under his wing’ quite literally. He’d soon become Jamie’s favorite flying instructor, and from what Jamie told him Cupcake and Monty were also eager to learn from him.

Apparently, Jack was way more entertaining as a flying instructor than the winged teachers at their school.

Jack frowned and then squeezed his eyes shut as he groaned. “Oh man, right, I forgot all about that.” He ran a hand through his hair. “I’ll have to apologize later.”

Bunny scoffed and he rinsed and switch to another feather. “Ya got attacked, I think they’ll forgive ya.”

Jack gave a sigh as he went to wash his arm. “Yeah, you’re probably right.”

“I know I’m right,” Bunny replied with a smirk.

They sat in silence as the Pooka continued to work away at the wings while Jack wash the rest of himself. As Bunny rinsed the wings he was beginning to doubt he would ever be done, but eventually he got the last speck of mud off.

Bunny wiped his forehead with his paw. “Phew, done. How about you, Frostbite?”

“I’m done too,” Jack said as he poked at his feet. “And I’m fairly certain my toes have turned to prunes at this point.”

Bunny chuckled as he reached into his closet for a spare towel. “Alright, next step is ta dry ya off and then I’ll bandage yer wing.” Bunny also made certain to snag the extra blanket. “Then, we’ll get ya decent and I’ll groom yer wings a bit?”

Jack tilted his head in confusion as he climbed out of the tub. “Groom? Why? My wings are fine.”

Bunny scoffed. “Some of them are rather scruffy lookin’,” he said as he grabbed his medical supplies. “Bettin’ it’s been awhile since ya had a proper groomin’.”

Jack rolled his eyes as he crossed his arms. “Well, yeah, it’s rather hard to groom things attached to your back,” he said as he pointed. “And it’s not like I had anyone who could help me.”

Bunny winced as he clutched his supplies to his chest. Jack’s eyes suddenly became wide and round like his brain finally realized what he said.

“Um..that’s not your guys’ fault though,” Jack stammered. “I mean, you didn’t know-”

“Still doesn’t make it right we left ya alone,” Bunny replied with his voice full of regret. “We are sorry about that.”

And he meant it. Bunny had always assumed Jack lived day to day carefree with nothing weighing him down. However, it was only recently the Guardians realized how hard it had been for the boy to be on his own.

Jack shrugged as he gave a soft smile. “Hey, well you’re making up for it by being here now right?” he said and then turned his back to point at his wings. “So, let’s get my wings fixed and groomed, okay.”

Bunny offered a small smile as he handed Jack the blanket. “So, figure best way ta handle that is for ya to lay out on her stomach on the guest bed.”

“Makes sense,” Jack said with a nod and then blushed. “Um..but don’t suppose you have an extra pair of pants laying around?” He gestured to his still mud covered pants. “Mine are still dirty and I would feel a bit more decent if I had a pair on.”

Bunny frowned and then snapped his fingers as he reached into a nearby drawer. “Here,” he said as he handed over a pair of large pants and a belt. “They’ll be a bit baggy on ya, but should fit with the belt. They’re the emergency pair I keep on hand for North.”

Jack took the belt, but then tilted his head. “Why do you have emergency pants for North?”

“Eggnog incident of 78, long story,” Bunny explained as he lead the way to his guestroom. “Will tell ya the details later, just follow me.”

Jack gave a pout, but shrugged as he followed.

Bunny lead into his guest room which consisted of a regular size human bed. Truth be told, Bunny rarely used it and was just grateful he had remembered to dust it recently.

Once they had entered, Bunny gave Jack a hand getting his pants on and then gently set him on the bed. Jack stretched out on his stomach and immediately buried his face into the pillow.

“Mmm,” he said as his good wing flapped a little. “Smells like lavender.”

Bunny chuckled as he pulled up a chair next to the bed. “Glad ya approve, now try ta remain still while I groom ya.”

For once, Jack did as he was told and Bunny began to groom the injured wing. He was limited on what he could do since pulling the wing the wrong way would hurt, but it looked more feathery and fluffy by the end. Bunny gently took the bandages and wrapped them around the wing.

Jack gave a content sigh. “That does feel better,” he said.

“I’ll bet,” Bunny commented as he moved his chair to the other side of the bed. “Ya know, in future if ya want ta see me ta help groom yer wings again, I don’t mind.”

Jack flopped the side of his head on the pillow. “Yeah? That..would be nice actually.”

“In exchange though,” Bunny replied as he began the second wing, “ya groom me back.”

It was hard for him to brush his own back. Having someone else do it would be handy. Tooth had done it for him a few times, but she was so swamped with her work, Bunny didn’t feel right taking her away from that.

Jack giggled with his eyes still shut. “Get to brush your furry butt? Sure, sounds like fun.”

Bunny shook his head, and they returned to the silence until the Pooka heard a light snore. His ears twitched as he glanced and saw Jack had fallen asleep. He gave a wistful smile.

“With yer injuries, sleep is probably the best medicine,” Bunny whispered under his breath.

He silently finished up the wing, and then once he was done he reached for the blanket. Jack barely stirred as Bunny tucked him in and then patted his head.

“Sleep well, Mate,” Bunny said as he rose and left to let the kid sleep in peace. He stood at the doorway to steal one more glance at Jack’s snowy white wings. He had to admit, they were indeed a sight to behold.