[1] 87 Days Until Easter

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[Bunnymund is quite used to having Weird Things happen to him. It's just what you deal with when you become a Guardian, and you need to roll with the punches. That's not to say he wasn't worried when he woke up in an actual bedroom in a place he'd never been before. Far from it. He was VERY worried.

It didn't help that his tunnels didn't get him anywhere familiar either. Still, he's held off on panicking completely until night has come, and Paradisa's big blue moon looms high in the sky. Anyone who believes in the existence of the Easter Bunny will see a 6'1 rabbit, standing on the roof, apparently having a conversation with the moon. A very one sided conversation]

Okay. I get that you have your cryptic ways and we just need to deal with them, but I really don't understand what I'm doing here. This isn't Earth, and I thought I was needed there more than anywhere. So if you could give me a few pointers, explain what you want me to do here? She'll be apples. [Silence] Anything at all. [Silence] No? Ripper. Thanks for nothing.

[Muttering a little darkly to himself, he finally opens the journal, watching the words form into it as he speaks. They might not be able to HEAR him, but he wonders if this stupid magical book will let them see the WORDS he speaks. Okay. Speaking to the mortals. He can do this]

I've been leafing through this magical book since I rocked up in this place, and I figure I've got most of this mess figured out. But I've got an important question. Why're you talking about New Years? Is it January here? [Because if it is, well, that's his prep time sliced MORE than in half]

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[save_the_souls]

[Luckily Allen is used to people with weird abilities so he won't start screaming about ghosts. So instead he's peering around carefully trying to make out any form]

Is there a reason you won't show yourself?

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[He'll sigh, going back to writing:

'NOT MY CHOICE.

YOU HAVE TO BELIEVE']

[save_the_souls]

Believe? Believe in what?

Because I certainly believe there's someone invisible here.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[More writing ahoy. 'IN ME'.

He places a back paw in the snow, leaving a big ol rabbit paw print.

'EASTER BUNNY'

Wow, he really needs to think up a better way to do this]

[save_the_souls]

...I have to believe in the Easter Bunny.

[Seriously? Seriously? Well then again, considering he's met all sort of "fictional" characters this isn't too much of a stretch anymore. Just...ridiculous]

[He sighs]

All right, so you're real? I guess anything is possible.

[He looks around, seeing if he'll appear]

I really hope I don't have to do anything more than that...

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[And just like that, with some sparkly magic that is many as hell get out a six foot one rabbit appears. And he looks relieved]

Glad you say so, I was starting to get frostbite in my paws.

[save_the_souls]

[And he leaps back because even if he believes, he half expected it to be some weird prank]

Ah-!

[Recovers and stares]

You really are a large rabbit.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

'Least you didn't call me a kangaroo.

[Sliiight smirk, but it's one that's had to spend a long, long time dealing with a certain misconception about himself]

Were you expecting a small rabbit? Maybe a pink one?

[save_the_souls]

[Yep, totally staring. Easter bunny is real and apparently...Australian?]

I wasn't sure what to expect. If anything, I thought it'd be some sort of prank.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[Because that's the first nationality you think of when you think Easter Bunny really]

'Fraid not. I'm the genuine article.

[save_the_souls]

[totally is!]

...And to think I had started thinking I had seen everything.

But um...it's nice to meet you! I'm Allen. [DO I SHAKE HIS HAND? He'll...offer his hand anyway]

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

Mate, I've lived for millennia, and things can still surprise me. [Like being in a magical castle suddenly, for example]

People call me Bunnymund. [Actually, they shorten it annoying to Bunny all the time, but whatever. He'll take Allen's hand in a paw to shake it]

[save_the_souls]

Really? I...don't know if I should be comforted or concerned by that.

All right, Bunnymund.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

It's supposed to be comforting, but I can see why that'd be concerning, too.

[save_the_souls]

I see...

But...you're really the Easter Bunny? That story they tell children is true?

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

All stories have some truth in them, or they wouldn't exist in the first place.

[save_the_souls]

I guess I can't argue that with people like Sherlock and Robin Hood coming here...

...So what things are terribly wrong about your stories?

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[He'll make a mental note of that, he's heard of them as beings, for certain, in the human's stories]

Well, for a start, I don't skip anywhere. People seem to think I skip a lot.

[save_the_souls]

Really? What about hop? Like smaller rabbits do.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[LONG PAUSE. He likes to think of it as majestically leaping...but no. Sophie kind of hit the nail on the head with that one. Grumble grumble]

Sometimes.

[save_the_souls]

[Man he seems so disgruntle about this...]

I see..

What about carrots? Do you really like those? I've heard rabbits do.

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

[Anger management issues. He has them. Still, he brightens at the mention of the vegetable]

You kidding? Carrots are ripper. [Do you HAVE any carrots?]

[save_the_souls]

Ripper?

[What is this butchering of my mother tongue I hear]

[thatrabbitsdynamite]

It means great.

[What do you mean? IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DIALECT]

[save_the_souls]

Oh..okay!

Then I'll have to make sure to have spare carrots on hand when I can.