《Believe》Having Fun Painting Eggs
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Back in the Globe room at the North Pole, The Guardians were having ceremony for Sandy.
Claire did not want to participate, she just stood there looking through the window at the white snow. Her eyes were still red from crying before, and she had her hoodie off, showing her shirt. As she was looking outside, she noticed a figure in the window next to her reflection, she looked behind her to see it was Bunny, she turned back tot the window with Bunny walking to stand next to her looking out also.
"It's my fault" Claire said in a broken voice. Bunny snapped his head to her while looking at her in disbelieve. "If I had not fallen asleep, I could out helped Sandy. But now..." She did not get to finish, because Bunny grabbed her by the shoulders and made her look at him.
"Sheila, get it through you head" Bunny said to her with a firm look on his face. "It is not your fault, that Sandy is gone." Claire tried to say something, but Bunny would not allow her to. "It is Pitch's fault that Sandy is gone. He will get avenged, Sheila." He brought her into a gentle hug, and rested his head on top of hers. "Stop blaming yourself"
Claire was quiet for a moment until she laugh a little. "Why is it that you are coming to my rescue more than Jack does?" She pulled a little bit out of the hug, looked at Bunny with a playful look on her face. "You two are not have a race behind my back, are you?" She said with a smirk.
Bunny laughed and let go of her, and looks at her with a smile. "Not on you life, Sheila."
They walked back to the Globe room to see the lights going out.
"Look how fast they're going out." Tooth pointed at the tiny lights across the continents. Multitudes flickered and went out.
"It's fear." Jack said floating up to see better. "He's tipped the balance." Jack continued.
Bunny wasn't about to let all the lights go out. "hey, buck up, ya sad-sacks!, We can still turn this around. Easter's tomorrow and I need your help. I say we pull out all the stops, an we get those little lights flickering again!"
"YES!!!" Claire yelled really loud with a really big smile, scaring everybody in the room. "Easter is also my department of the whole year."
Jack laughed. "It's true, she helps with the preparations for the holiday."
Bunny looked at Claire next to him, while a big smile of his own. "Well, then it is going to be more fun then, now that I have a assistant with me."
They walked out of the Globe room and got on the elevator. "Bunny is right," North admitted. "As much as it pains me to say, old friend, this time Easter is more important than Christmas!"
Bunny was surprised and happy as we got off the elevator. "Hey!, Did everyone hear that?" He asked.
"We must hurry to the warren." North stated. "Everyone, to the sleigh!"
Bunnymund got ahead and blocked him. "oh no, mate." He said. "My warren, my rules. Buckle up." With a heavy tap on the on the floor, Bunny opened a rabbit hole, and the entire group fell through the floor.
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"Shostakovich!" cried North.
They all landed, in various ways, just outside the entrance to the Warren. Claire would have been fine, if a elf had not jettisoned forward and hit her right in the back. She flew forward, before she can catch herself and prepared to meet the ground.
Slowly, Claire opened her eyes to see two furry arms wrapped around her waist. Bunny pulled her up, and repositioned her, so his hands were holding Claire up behind her back.
"You alright there, Sheila?" He asked.
"I'm good." Claire smiled up at him. "I was gratefully caught by a six foot tall bunny. He's incredibly fast, agile, and carries around impressive boomerangs. Maybe you've heard of him?" He smiled softly back at her.
"Buckle up" North broke the moment. "Is very funny."
Bunny set Claire back on the ground as everyone got up. "Welcome to the Warren," He greeted. Two of his large moss covered Sentinel eggs came and stood by him. Lush, green meadows as far as Claire could see. Rocks dotted the area along with various colorful flowers. Streams of every color imaginable ran in all different directions and glittered.
Suddenly, Bunnymund turned away from everyone. His ears raised and twitched and he sniffed the air. "Something's up."
A faint noise came from one of his egg tunnels. Little white eggs were rushing out of the passageway. Bunny pulled out his boomerangs, North drew his swords, and Jack held tightly on to his staff. Everyone got ready for battle. The sentinel egg's face changed from happy to angry. Claire hid behind Bunny, since she did not have a weapon.
They all charged forward to attack with a battle cry. Only to stop dead, when they saw the young blonde girl holding three white eggs.
"Sophie?" Claire asked out loud. Quickly, everyone hid their weapons and smiled.
Said little girl gazed at the Guardians curiously and saw Claire. She dropped the eggs. "Claire, Claire, Claire!" She giggled running towards Claire.
"Sophie!" Claire smiled and ran towards the little girl. She scooped up the little one making her squeal and hug Claire's neck.
"What is SHE doing here?" Bunny asked, horrified.
North felt around in his coat to discover his pocket was empty. "Uh, snow globe?"
"Crikey!" Bunny exclaimed. "Somebody do something!"
"Don't look at me," Jack said. "I'm invisible remember."
"Don't worry, Bunny." Tooth flew over to Sophie, who was let down by Claire. "I bet she's a fairy fan. It's ok, little one."
"Pretty," Sophie gushed gazing at Tooth.
"Awwww," Tooth blushed. "You know what, I've got something for you. Here it is." She pulled out a handful of teeth. "Look at all the pretty teeth with a little blood and gum on them." Sophie screamed in Tooth's face and ran away.
Jack and Claire shook their heads. "Blood and gums?" Jack spoke up. "When was the last time you guys actually hung out with kids?" He floated on top of one the Sentinel eggs. I stood nearby and formed an idea. Sophie got over her scare quickly and soon poked her head in the Sentinel egg's mouth and said, "Peekaboo!"
"We are very busy bringing joy to children," North explained. Bunny knelt down with Claire and rounded up a few of his startled eggs. Sophie was laughing in joy, and the Guardians noticed it. "We don't have time for... children." All of them were clearly embarrassed.
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Claire shook her head. "If one little kid can ruin Easter then we're in worse shape than I thought." She then turned to Jack. "Jack, do it." Jack nodded, he formed a snowflake in his hand and blew a slight wind behind it, and the flake floated towards Sophie. When she tried to grab it, Jack made a little more wind and began a game of chase. The snowflake blew towards Bunny while Sophie, followed it, shouting. "Wheee!, wheee, wheee, wheee!"
The flake landed on Bunny's nose and a magical blue shown on his face. He looked down at Sophie, and smiled. "You wanna paint some eggs?" He asked her.
"Okay!" She answered brightly.
"Come on, then!" Bunny replied, before grabbing Claire in his arms making her laugh, and ran with Sophie trying to catch up.
White eggs popped out of the flowers as they bloomed. Their tiny legs carried them on one distant path. North, and Jack looked on to see thousands and thousands of white eggs marching toward them. All of them needed to be painted. "Rimsky Korsakov!" North exclaimed. "That's a lot of eggs!"
"Uh, how time do we have" Jack asked sitting upon his staff.
But, Bunny and Claire were having too much fun. "Whooooo-hooo!" He hopped along the meadow with Claire on his back with Sophie in her arms. "Wheee!" Sophie and Claire cried in delight. They passed by rows and rows of lowers. As they did, some spray came out in various colors. Each color splashed on a different egg and instantly spray-painted it. Everywhere Bunnymund stepped, flowers bloomed beneath his feet. The entire valley glittered like a rainbow.
"All right troops, it's time to push back." Bunny commanded. North stepped on various rocks watching the lines of marching eggs beneath him. A dozen lifted Claire and Sophie up and were giving her a ride. They laughed and passed under North as he smiled and waved at them. "That means eggs everywhere!. Heaps of you in every high-rise, farmhouse, and trailer park!. In tennis shoes and cereal bowls. There will be bathtubs filled with my beautiful goggles!"
When Claire and Sophie were passing him, he yanked Claire and placed her on the ground. "Sheila, would you like to pass eggs with me?" He said while handing a egg. She smiled radiantly at him, took the egg, sat on the ground and began to paint with Bunny sitting next to her.
Not too far away, North's elf pushed one of the eggs into the stream. He must've thought it was funny, because he stuck his tongue out and did a small victory dance. Baby Tooth watched this on his side. But then, he found himself on the opposing end. He couldn't get away fast enough as the eggs rushed toward hi, and they all splashed into the colored stream below to be painted and decorated for their big show on Easter tomorrow. The eggs emerged from the stream in every color and pattern imaginable (as did the unlucky elf.)
A stray egg wandered off the path and ended up in a whirlpool. North fished it out, turning it around in the sunlight. The eggs miniature legs kicked and it had a strange spiral pattern on it.
"Okay," North said. "That's a little strange."
"Naw, mate," Bunny explained a couple feet away. Claire stood next to him and carefully took the egg form North. Both of their arms are full and a few eggs stood on our shoulders. "That's adorable." Claire giggled.
Sophie led the colored eggs as they marched around Bunny and Claire. "There will be springtime!" He encouraged. "On every continent!. And I'm bringing hope with me."
Meanwhile, the yetis sprinkled glitter on some eggs, which then hopped down into different tunnels to be decorated with stripes.
Another yeti was hand painting some eggs red, when Bunny hopped by. "Too Christmassy, mate. Paint 'em blue." he instructed.
The yeti exclaimed something in his language and slumped over.
Sophie and Bunny began to play again. "Oh, what's that over there?" Bunny asked her. Sophie searched through the grass and found a decorated egg. She happily showed it to Bunny. "Aw, that's a beauty!" he told her.
"Pretty," Sophie agreed. A few feet away Claire was painting some unfinished eggs. She glanced over and flashed him a smile.
"Yeah....Pretty." Bunny said while smiling softly. He then leaned down and took Sophie's hand. "Now, all we gotta do is get him and his little mates through the tunnels to the top." He led her to where the larger tunnels leading off to each continent intersected. "And we'll have ourselves Easter."
Bunny glanced over to Claire, to see that she was watching them with a soft smile.
Soon all the eggs were ready, decorated and gathered at the tunnels for their big moment up top.
"Not bad." Jack said walking over with Claire to where Bunny and Sophie sat.
"Not bad yourself." Bunny replied.
"Look," Jack began. "I'm sorry about that whole kangaroo thing."
"It's the accent, isn't it?" Bunnymund asked him.
"I like the accent" Claire said to him. Bunny smiled at her and got on in return.
Sophie lay in Bunny's arms and let out a tired sigh. They gazed over the multitude of eggs as they continued their march. "We really going make it the best Easter ever." Claire said to them.
"Darn right, Sheila" Bunny proudly said. North and Tooth walked over. They all saw Sophie was fast asleep. "Ah, poor little ankle biter. Look at her, all tuckered out." Bunny said.
"I love her" Tooth cooed. "But I think it's time to get her home." Bunny handed her to Tooth.
"How about I take her home?" Jack suggested.
Claire, looked concerned. "Jack, no! Pitch is still out there-"
Jack cut her off. "And no match for this," He said showing off his staff.
"Which is why we need you here. With us." Bunny stated while wrapping a arm around Claire, causing her to relax.
"Trust me, I'll be quick as a bunny." Jack countered.
Claire walked up to him. "Try to be careful will you, We already lost Sandy, we can not lose you too." She said to him with a worried face.
Jack smiled, walked to her and hugged her. "Don't worry, I'll be fine." He then flew away with Sophie.
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