I do not own Rise of the Guardians. I only own Trinity, Sarah, and Alexandra.
Story Start
The ringing of a doorbell was quickly followed by crayons dropping to the floor and little feet rushing towards the door. Sarah moved out of the way as her daughter Alex rushed to open the front door. A joyful smile graced her face as she watched Alexandra jump into the arms of her older sister, Trinity, who had just graduated college and was moving back home.
"Hey Alex, you're so big now and heavy," Trinity said and laughed at the pout her younger sister gave her. She ruffled Alex's light brown hair and pushed her own dark brown hair out of her green eyes. "Did you miss me?" she asked her bouncing sister.
"Duh, what kind of question is that?" Alexandra told her big sister, while grabbing her hand and pulling her into the house.
"Glad you're home," Sarah told her oldest daughter with a big hug before letting Alex steal her away.
"Wait Alex, I have to bring my luggage inside," Trinity yelled even though she was laughing at her sister's enthusiasm.
They had a big age difference since Alex was only eight years old, and Trinity was twenty three years old. Alex was adopted from Sarah's sister, who passed away a few years ago. No one else in the family wanted to take care of the child, but Sarah happily welcomed Alex, and Trinity loved having a little sister, even though she barely saw her because of college.
However, Trinity was now moving back home to start her life and find a job. Student loans were hanging over her head so there was no way she could afford having her own place, and she did want to spend some time with her mom and sister. She had missed them the last few years while living on campus in the next state.
"You have to help me decorate the Easter eggs that we are taking to the party tomorrow," Alex told her sister while pulling her into the kitchen.
"I'll get your stuff, Trinity, just have fun decorating the eggs," Sarah said and grabbed the few boxes that her daughter brought home.
Alex jumped up onto a bar stool in the kitchen and patted her hand on the one beside her. Trinity smiled and sat beside her sister before looking at the little cups full of dye and the hard boiled eggs. Little paint brushes were scattered about and so were multiple rolls of paper towels.
"You know that this is the Easter Bunny's job, right?" Trinity questioned her sister and choked on a laugh at the look she got in return for her comment.
"You paint better than he does. After you went away to college, the eggs haven't been as pretty as yours. The Easter Bunny needs to learn how to paint better," Alex said with no room for a rebuttal.
"Alex, he's not going to bring you any chocolate now that you've said that," Trinity said putting a dot of paint on her sister's nose.
"He's not real anyways," Alex muttered and looked away from the eggs.
"Hey now, don't say that, of course he's real. We both know that mom is too lazy to paint and hide eggs all around the yard. Remember that one year we found them hidden amongst the tree branches just perfectly balanced?" Trinity asked her sister, who reluctantly nodded. "Well mom wouldn't be able to do that if she tried, so of course he's real, and he does a great job painting the eggs," she continued and gave her sister a hug.
"Ok he's real, but you still paint better," Alex said and giggled when she put paint on her sister's nose.
"Well if we see the Easter Bunny then we'll have a painting contest," Trinity said and decided to be a goofball by painting little whiskers on her cheeks to match the pink nose her sister gave her.
"Do you really believe in him?" Alex whispered and Trinity tickled her side to get rid of the sad look.
"I really believe in him. I always have and I always will. Why do you doubt he's real?" Trinity whispered and held her sister close to her.
"Kids at school say that he isn't real and that our parents hide the eggs and give us chocolate," her little sister muttered while picking at the dried paint on her nose.
"Well they're wrong, he's real. Anyways like I said, mom is too lazy to make homemade chocolate or paint and hide all those beautiful eggs. Also, we only make these eggs for parties so they look pretty and people can eat them," Trinity said and smiled softly when she saw her sister's face light up with renewed hope.
"You're right, now let's get to painting these eggs," Alex cheered.
"Instead of each other," Trinity added and the pair got to work decorating the eggs for tomorrow's Easter party that the neighborhood always threw on Easter Sunday after normal church hours so everyone could enjoy the party.
Later that night, Trinity was carrying a sleeping Alex up to her room. The two had painted eggs almost all afternoon, ate supper, and then watched a few Easter movies before Alex passed out on the couch. Sarah would have carried her, but Trinity grabbed her first.
"We're glad you're home," Sarah told Trinity softly as they walked to Trinity's room.
"Thanks mom, I'm glad to be back," Trinity whispered and hugged her mother goodnight before entering her room to go to bed. She was exhausted from traveling all day, and she knew she would need the rest before tomorrow's party.
The next morning, Alex sneaked out of her room holding her favorite stuffed animal, a cute brown rabbit, which Trinity bought her when she first became part of their family. She tiptoed down the hallway and pushed open her sister's bedroom door. With a devious grin she ran straight for the bed and dove on top of her sister, who was fast asleep.
"Happy Easter," she shouted and Trinity jumped awake with a scream. "You should see your face," she erupted in giggles before rolling off the bed.
"You scared me to death," Trinity said trying to catch her breath before glaring down at her sister. "Happy Easter, now I'm biting off the head of your chocolate bunny," she said with a smirk.
"No," Alex screamed and rushed out of the room to get to the living room, which is where the chocolate was always located by the two baskets that the girls would put out the night before.
"Too early," Trinity grumbled and covered herself head to toe with the covers.
"Get up or you know she'll eat your chocolate as well," Sarah said from her spot at Trinity's doorway.
"I'm on a diet," Trinity said with a yawn.
"Oh then I guess you won't need the homemade chocolate with cream filling rabbit that is sitting in your basket down stairs," Sarah said and smirked as Trinity jumped out of bed and rushed downstairs while yelling for her sister not to touch her chocolate. "I have weird kids," she whispered and walked downstairs to grab her camera.