The brown hare huddled beneath the hedge, nose twitching. The children had started their annual egg hunt, with the oldest girl quickly grabbing all the shiniest eggs. Typical. Her younger siblings resented it, of course, calling “Selfish!” and “Don’t be so grabby,” but their parents just rolled their eyes and said, “Everyone will share equally.”
The watching fey tweaked the hare’s tail. Surprised, it bolted in front of the children.
“The Easter Bunny!” They chased it, the oldest girl leading, so she got most of the candy-filled eggs.
The tooth fairy smiled evilly. Soon, she would have a rich harvest.
— THE END —
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I wish you a happy Easter, if you celebrate it.