An Ōtsutsuki Easter
On a day like any other, Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki awoke, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as was the wont of all children, even those of divinities. Stretching, he saw something peculiar on the floor: a multicolored egg-shaped object next to an equally polychromic basket. Curiosity piqued, the young lad knelt to the ground and placed the egg in the basket before noticing another of its kind a short distance away, followed by another, and then another.
Throughout Ōtsutsuki Castle did the versicolored trail continue, and as he gathered the eggs in his basket, Hagoromo's curiosity gave way to delight. Never before had he seen anything so spectacular, so whimsical, aside from the wonders his mother performed; and those were more terrifying than wonderful. Eventually, his trail-blazing led him outside and into the smiling presence of his mother and father, the former of whom fulfilled her epithet of Rabbit Goddess with the way she sat.
"Mother! Father! Look what I found!" Unable to contain himself, Hagoromo thrust out the last egg he found, the others in the basket now hanging from his elbow.
His mother gave a light chuckle. "I know, my little raiment. Remember that surprise I promised you last night?"
Hagoromo's eyes widened. "You mean these eggs are your mochi?"
The ten Heads of Harafu bent down, all smiling tenfold. "That's right, my little mooncalf. The little moon bunny wanted to try something different."
"Oh…" So that's why Mother didn't serve her mochi last night…
"I trust her efforts pleased you, my little mooncalf?"
"Yeah!"
"There're plenty more hidden around Mount Hōrai, my little raiment. Why don't you find them?"
As the little boy scurried down the moon bunny's trail, the moon bunny herself returned, with a hop in her step, to her consort's side, a different kind of smile gracing her features. What fun Hagoromo was having, hunting the delectable moth eggs!
Behind her, Harafu rumbled with his own expression of mirth. "How very festive of you, my little moon bunny." At this, the Rabbit Goddess twitched her nose in an equally leporine manner, bringing yet more amusement to the Kodama. Had she actual rabbit ears and a cottontail, she'd have twitched them as well.
"By the way, my dear: any contraband eggs, perchance?" With a chuckle, the Rabbit Goddess spirited ten of the brightly-colored mochi from within her robe and in front of the decuple waiting maws...before pulling them away at the last second, leaving the thrice-lined jaws empty. Denary brows quirked, the Kodama stepped forward in another attempt, only for the eggs to float away again. And again. And again.
Glancing down, Harafu took in the ever-enchanting look of whimsy on his little lagomorph's face as she gave a hop backwards, a déjà vu settling in. "Just like old times, yes?" In answer, Kaguya twitched her nose again before turning and scurrying away, a playful laughter tinkling through the air as she scurried away.
Just like old times.
By the time Rabbit and Kodama tired of their game, the imperious Sun was at last yielding to the subtle visage of the Moon, the sky as variegated as the mochi-eggs. Bearing witness to this celestial wonder was the Moon's leporine daughter and her arboreal consort, up whose back she had hopped and scurried before at last spiriting the moth-eggs into his decuple waiting maws.
And when she heard the exhausted but delighted panting of her little raiment, now of basket replete with mochi-egg, she took out an eleventh egg, her smirk decidedly Demonic as she bit into the sanguinary sweet.
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Kaguya: Happy Easter, my little moths! ^^ Want an Easter Egg...? :3