Author's Note: This chapter is just Part 1 of this story. Stay tuned for Part 2! I hope you enjoy it and I'd love any feedback. Happy Easter! :)
- WileyDairyGnome
It was such a beautiful morning, one that Anya was thankful of being a human for. She remembered the Dark Days when she lived for vengeance, and remembered how many mornings she experienced where the room was filled with red blood, almost orange from the light of the early sun.
She rubbed her eyes and turned over to find Xander still asleep. He looked so young and innocent with his eyes closed. So sweet. He's been working hard at the construction site the last few weeks, and they've had less sex than usual, which Anya wasn't so happy about. They used to do it at least twice a day, but now they only did it about once a night. Xander would assure Anya that it was more than most couples did, but Anya was sure she would have enjoyed more of it.
She continued to lie next to Xander, just watching him sleep. She felt warm air breeze out of his nose as he breathed in and out. It comforted her, at least it wasn't from his smelly morning mouth which she kissed intently anyway. Xander woke slightly to kiss her back, then fell back to sleep.
Anya got out of bed and tied a silk robe around herself. She walked out of the bedroom and pulled the curtains away from the large living room windows, letting the warm sun glaze on her skin. She turned to walk to the kitchen corner, and jumped. She looked twice and saw she wasn't imagining things. There in the middle of the long dining table was a small egg. It wasn't just an egg, but it was colourful, decorated, moderately sparkly, kind of pretty actually. Anya examined it thoroughly, and wondered who had put it there. It couldn't have been Xander since he was in bed way before she was last night. She looked around the apartment but found everything to be undisturbed. It was just the egg.
"Oh. My. God." Anya gasped.
Xander jumped out of bed at the alarm of Anya's scream. He barged out of the room to find Anya standing there.
"Anya, what's the matter?" his eyes were opened wide and quickly looked around the room to see what she was screaming at. "What is it?"
"Xander, we have to leave." Anya said calmly but urgently.
"What, leave? Why, what's wrong?"
"Xander, I do not have time to explain, our lives are at stake here."
"What? Why? Should I call Buffy?" Xander asked. Usually when their lives were at stake, calling Buffy was always Xander's first instinct.
"No! Xander, look!" she held up the egg. Xander looked at the egg with confusion. It was very colourful and sparkly.
"What about it?"
"I just found it on the dining table, it has to be a message of some sort. A death threat." Anya said as a matter-of-factly.
"I highly doubt it. It's Easter, Anya!" Xander said slightly annoyed.
"But who put it here?" Anya asked confused.
"I don't know," he begins to laugh, "Maybe it was the Easter Bu-"
"The what?" Anya panicked.
"Um, nothing." Xander said. He knew never to say that word in front of Anya.
"Oh my god, Xander! You were about to say the 'B' word!" Anya said, slapping Xander on the chest.
"No I wasn't, I was going to say it was probably from the… Easter Buffy." Xander made up all of a sudden.
"The Easter… Buffy?" Anya didn't totally believe it.
"Of course! Uh, every year for Easter, Buffy likes to sneak into all of our houses and uh, leaves eggs," Xander said, he knew right away how pathetic this sounded, "And well, since you always go out of town around Easter to hide from… Other 'B' words, you've never gotten to experience it."
"Why does she do that?" Anya asked.
"I don't know, uh, you know Buffy. She's uh…" Xander coughs and goes to the kitchen to make coffee.
...
Anya counted the money in the cash register as she waited for Buffy to arrive at The Magic Shop. She wanted to know more about this "Easter Buffy" business. However, holding the warm, crisp green bills in her hands made her feel more calm and comfortable. She sniffed it when no one was looking.
"You!" Anya pointed to Buffy as her and Dawn walked in, "I want to have a word with you!"
"I didn't do anything, I swear!" Dawn yelped.
"Not you, Dawn." Anya said.
"Oh. Hah! You're in trouble!" Dawn laughed at Buffy before she went and sat with Xander.
"Is something wrong, Anya?" Buffy asked.
"Yes there is! Do you think this is funny?" Anya held up the egg.
"Well," Buffy looked at the egg confusingly, "It's a little sparkly, which I guess is funny."
"Hah, you're a riot Buffy," Anya said sarcastically, "Why would you leave me this? Do you know how scared I was this morning? Do you like to see me squirm in pure phobic horror?"
Buffy looked at Anya with concern, "What are you –"
"- I told Anya everything, Buffy," Xander rushed in, "I told her about how you give us all Easter eggs every year, you know, Easter Buffy! Haha…" He opened his eyes widely towards Buffy.
"Oh, uh right! Haha, oh yeah. That's me. I uh, I did that. Sorry, I thought you would have liked it," Buffy said.
"Oh," Anya looked at the egg again and finally smiled, "Well thanks, Buffy. This is the best Easter egg ever!"
"What? Why didn't I get one?" Dawn asked, obviously eavesdropping the whole time.
"I'll get you one later," Buffy muttered to Dawn as she pulled her away.
"See? Everything is fine, there's nothing to worry about," Xander said.
"Yes, you were right." Anya kissed Xander.
...
"I'm freaking out!" Xander panicked to Buffy and Willow. Anya and Dawn were at the café across the street getting drinks.
"There must be some logical explanation, Xander. No reason to freak out," Buffy assured.
"Yeah, and who knows, maybe there really is an Easter Bunny." Willow said uncertainly.
"Well then why didn't you get one?" Xander asked.
"Well, Easter isn't exactly a Jewish holiday," Willow said.
"Yeah, but I didn't get one either," Buffy said, "Maybe it's some kind of Easter demon?"
"A demon that leaves Easter eggs in people's houses?" Xander asked.
"Maybe…" Buffy said, not so sure herself.
"Then why are we the only ones who got one?" Xander panicked again, continuing to pace back and forth.
"How do you know you were the only ones? People get Easter eggs every year, they could have gotten one of these mysterious ones too," Willow said. She picked up Anya's egg that sat in the middle of the circular table. She examined it closely and even smelled it.
"Well?" Xander asked.
"It smells like chocolate to me," Willow said. She raised the egg up, about to smash it against the table.
"Wait!" Xander said, covering his face, but it was too late. Willow smashed the egg against the table. Everyone slowly looked at the results.
"See, it's just chocolate," Willow said.
"Hey!" Anya yelled. She rushed over with the trays of coffee and picked up her smashed chocolate egg, "Why would you do that?"
"Uh, sorry. We were just afraid it could have been harmful," Willow said.
"My poor thing," Anya looked down at the broken chocolate in her hands, and it was starting to melt, her hands warm from the coffee. She gave a dirty look to Willow and popped the chocolate in her mouth.