A little boy sat quietly waiting for something he had been trying for years to see. A gray cat lay next to him sleeping on her favorite sofa, curled up in a warm pillow. The only noise that could be heard in the house was the ticking of the old grandfather clock in the corner of the room. In the center of said room was a collapsible table, and on it was four Easter baskets placed at each of the tables corners. Ruining this symmetry was a plate of carrots, a glass of water, and a letter that were placed by one of the baskets.

The little boy's head occasionally dipped down as his body cried out for sleep. Each time his head began to dip however he let out a soft gasp and jerked back into his original position. Now past midnight the boy had been up long past his bed time, and he was beginning to lose his fight with the Sandman. After one last jerk of his head the young boy finally became overcome with sleep and fell over onto the cat that had rudely taken his pillow.

The cat struggled for a bit until it was freed from the boys head. Jumping down to the ground it plopped onto its soft paws and gave an annoyed glare at the boy that had taken her sleeping space. Sitting down she began to lick her paw as preparations for washing herself. Beginning with her ears she began to methodically clean herself. In the middle of the cleaning however a hole began to form next to her. She stopped what she was doing and slowly looked down the hole.

In an instant a blur of movement came leaping out of the hole and sent the cat leaping in the air in fright. As the hole closed a seven foot rabbit plopped down onto his feet, with eggs and candy neatly arranged in his basket. He looked down at the frightened cat and laughed. "Sorry about that darling. Didn't mean to surprise you." The cat than quickly ran out of the room leaving the giant rabbit alone. Looking down at the sofa he grinned "Same as every years I see." Taking out an egg he placed it next to the boy's head. " Better luck next year mate."

Heading over to the baskets he began to put his eggs and candy into each of them. When he got to the last one he stopped and noticed the carrots that lay next to the basket. "Well hello." he said amused as he picked up one of the carrots. Looking back down where he had picked it up he saw a glass of water and a letter. Placing down his basket of eggs he picked up the letter. "Ah, well I'll be."

Dear Mr. Easter Bunny,
Thank you for coming to our house every year and giving us all the eggs and candies. I've been trying to meet you for a while now, but every year its the same thing. I fall asleep. This year I hope it'll be different, but just in case I fall asleep I'll write you this letter. I left you out a snack this year, I hope you like carrots. I wasn't sure what you'd like to drink so I just left out water. I really am happy with all the stuff you bring us, and I always feel so excited whenever Easter comes around cause I know you'll be coming. Happy Easter! I hope I can see you next year if I missed you this year.
-Seymour

Smiling the bunny carefully put the letter in his basket, "Wait till I show North this." Looking over at the boy he thought for a moment about what he should do. "Ah!" In a flash he hurried to find some paper and something to write with. Quickly he scribbled out a response letter to Seymour than upon finishing it he placed it under the plate. Eating the carrots quickly he washed them down with the water and waved to the sleeping boy. "Sorry to eat and run mate, but I got some other deliveries to make." Thump. Thump. Down the hole he went. Once he was gone the hole closed and the house was again quiet save for the ticking grandfather clock.

Seymour stayed asleep until five in the morning, at which point he rolled off the sofa and landed with a thud. Quickly he got up, looking around the now bright room. "Aw man." he groaned. Getting up he walked over to the baskets and saw them all filled. "Missed him again." he said sadly. Walking around the table he stopped around his basket and saw the plate he had left out was now empty, as was the glass of water. Smiling he clapped his hands. "He liked it!" he shouted, than quickly covered his mouth.

"Seymour, go back to sleep..." came the groaning sound of his brother.
Seymour quietly picked up the glass, plate and letter and brought them into his room. Placing the glass and plate on his book shelf he looked at them proudly. Looking down at the letter he suddenly realized it was folded, and it had something written on it. 'To Seymour' Seymour froze where he stood, his eyes widening as he read those two words. Slowly he sat down on his bed and unfolded the letter, excitement bubbling up inside of him.

Thanks for the snack kid, hopping around the world really can make a guy hungry. I hope you don't mind I took your letter to show off to Santa. Maybe next year you'll be able to stay up later, and you and me can talk for a bit. Over some carrots, perhaps? Till then however, Happy Easter!
Bunnymund "The Easter Bunny"

Seymour hugged the letter and let out a squeal of joy. "He wrote me a letter! I got the Easter Bunny's autograph!" Than his door flew open, his brother with disheveled hair peeked in and glared at Seymour. Quietly Seymour put the letter down next to himself, "Sorry." Seymour said quietly. His brother growled and slowly closed the door. Once he was gone Seymour picked the letter back up and began to roll around on his bed excitedly. "I am so going to stay up next Easter!"