A/N: WARNING: SPOILER FROM THE NEW BOOK!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pretty Little Liars. It belongs to Sara Shepard.

My little liar bunnies,

Ah, the time for chocolate and jelly beans and coloring eggs has arrived. Yes, Easter is here ladies, and will you be the white little Easter bunny? What I mean is, will you be the white little liars? I think you will be. Now, as for me, I picture myself as a black rabbit, black as night. You see, if I'm a black rabbit and it's dark out, you can't see me. I see that as well as I do with you not being able to know or see who I am, ladies. So, let's begin as usual. Only difference is I will be picturing what you will be doing, my little liars.

Let's start with Miss Hanna. I see you sitting with your little daddy and step mommy and step sister. Only, you and your new sissy are exchanging knowing glances, your new mommy is exchanging glares with you while your daddy isn't watching, and I see your daddy taking everything in, believing all is well. Now, now, don't get ahead of yourself. There's one other person: your little boy crush. I see him standing on the front porch with a chocolate rabbit; your father opens the door. What a surprise. It's the enemy's son! Oh, you all have a big argument resulting in the boy leaving, the bunny crushed on the ground just as your father will be with you, Hanna. And, me? I'll be laughing in the bushes, filming it.

Next up to bat is Emily. Ah, Em. What will you be doing this Easter? Hmm? I see you with your family, sitting in the living room and watching some corny Easter movie. You exchange glances with your sister, knowingly. After all, she knows your secret. Mommy and daddy don't realize that anything is happening. I see your child, having its first Easter with its new family. So innocent, doesn't know what its mommy did to it. I see your new friend on the porch, jelly beans in hand. Looks like someone got out of the crazy ward. Has she forgiven you? I think not. The jelly beans are poisoned, I believe. I'm watching for the showdown, camera poised.

Emily is now on first base. Who's up to bat? Spencer, Spencer, Spencer. I see you with your family, similar to Emily's setting. You are watching the news, however. A story comes on about Tabitha's death, her family grieving this Easter. You look away, disgusted. You see your little drama friend outside, holding a jewelry box. He wants to apologize, perhaps, or say goodbye. He may think you're crazy. All you have to do is tell the truth. Wait, you can't. Whoops. I watch from the bushes. I'm eating jelly beans.

Emily's on second base, Spencer's on first and Hanna possibly is on third. One hit, Aria, and you have a point. Whoops, I catch the ball. You lose. You lost your lover boy, Aria, now didn't you? You are at home with your family. You're watching the same news story as Spencer. Your stomach turns. You pushed her, after all. You caused that poor, innocent young girls' death. You snuggle up closer to your boyfriend, glad he's there to comfort you even though he doesn't know why. You look out the window. The foreign exchange girl is there. You look out the kitchen window. Ezra's there. Both are holding yellow marshmallow chicks. You see me in the bushes. Wait, you saw a shadow. Whoops, better be faster next time, Aria.

Well, ladies, looks like your Easter will be an eventful one. Better luck next time. You all have wonderful holidays. I'll be watching.

Mwah

-A

A/N: Happy Easter to everyone! I hope you have a wonderful holiday and that it isn't like A, Aria, Hanna, and Spencer's!

~VampireDiary~