It was the night before Easter and it was reasonably cool. Perfectly bearable for Bunnymund, who was wasting no time in hiding the eggs for the following morning. He reached New York state when it was just turning ten. Streams of gold sand were running like rivers above his head and into the houses of sleeping children. One particular stream was flowing particularly close to his head and, not being able to control his curiosity, he wiped his paw through it. Two golden snowmen running after each other appeared in front of him. They didn't necessarily look like the cookie cutter snowmen most are use to, these two had round heads with carrot noises and all the works but from the neck down they seemed more human with mitten like hands and feet. One was also considerably taller than the other. Bunnymund followed the snowmen as they ran along the golden river of sand that led surprisingly to a tree. He hopped over to the tree that was still bare from the winter and lit by the streetlights and Manny who seemed to be shining particularly bright on this certain tree. Bunnymund looked to the river of dream and it was for sure leading to the other side of the tree he was standing in front of. He looked questionably at the two snowmen that beckoned him to the other side of the tree, but nonetheless he fallowed. On the other side was nothing special in particular or out of the ordinary. Well there was a loose branch that swong limply in the chilling breeze that had suddenly appeared. Bunnymund took the branch in his hand to tear it from where it swong as payment for wasting his time, but was taken aback when the "branch" was infact not connected to the tree at all. He looked closer at the branch, it was familiar to him but how… He flipped it twice in his paw and it struck him. How could he have been so daft it was completely obvious with the bend at the top that it belonged to none other than Jack Frost. But where the staff was the boy was, but where? Bunnymund looked up at the tree and found the answer. Gently rocking in the wind was the pale leg of Jack. Bunny climbed the tree he was in until he was eye to eye with him. Well, eye height to him. The river of gold had stopped flowing and was now pooling above Jack's head. The two snowmen still played with each other and made Bunny chuckle under his breath with how cute they looked together. The chuckle stirred Jack and he nestled deeper into his hood and sighed a visibly icy breath. Bunny smiled and took his cheek in his paw and saw a smile creep across his pale face. Bunny didn't notice but in that moment a small rabbit hopped into Jack's dream and took the place of the smaller snowman. He was lost for a moment, but only a moment for he was slapped with reality when the wind picked up and shot him with blistering cold. He shook his head and talking a last look at Jack was on his way to hide easter eggs before the night was over.
'I must say Bunnymund, you have done an excellent job here!' He thought looking at the park he had just finished. 'Not a stick out of place nore blade of grass disturbed.' He smiled to himself and looked to his basket. It still had three eggs in it waiting to be hidden. Well these one would be hidden, in fact they were specially painted for Bunnymund's friends. One was golden and swirled, Bunny jumped as high as he could and was able to simply hand the egg to Sandy before falling back to Earth. The next was technicolored and spotted white, This one was for Jamie, just as a reminder. The last one was truly something special, this egg was the faint blue you see in a midnight sky between the glowing stars and had faint splatter spots of a darker blue with exquisitely detailed snowflakes scattered about. He went back to the tree he last found Jack in hopes he would still be their.
He was. Jack was still sleeping just as Bunny had left him. He snuck to the branch he climbed on before and tried to slip the egg into the pocket. Of course when he was placing the egg he knew that it would cause the sweatshirt to move and might make Jack stir in his sleep. What he wasn't expecting was for Jack to kick his paw away, making the egg plummet to it's death, and bounce off of three branches before hitting the ground rather hard.
"Oh my god!" Bunny yelled climbing down the tree and to where Jack was hunched over in pain. "Are you OK mate? I didn't mean to scare you like that." He put his paw on Jack's back but quickly removed it when Jack yelled in pain and collapsed. Bunny looked around panicked because he actually had absolutely no clue what to do having never been in a situation like this. Kids slept, he was use to kids sleeping. "I don't know what to do Jack. Uhhhh… S-sorry?"
"Stop." Jack breathed once the air had returned to his lungs. He held up his hand to silence Bunny who took it in his paw. "I'm fine." He coughed. "I just-GA!- I just need to get home." With help from Bunnymund Jack got to his feet and retrieved his staff.
"Ya want me to get you home mate?" Bunny asked with his foot ready to open a hole in the ground.
"No, no I'll be fine." Jack cleared his throat. "WIND!" He yelled to the sky and the slight breeze turned into heavy wind. "Take me home." And WOOSH! He was gone in a gust of wind. Bunnymund laughed at the ridiculous face Jack made just before he was swept away and thumped the ground twice for a hole to appear. And he too was on his way home.