Hey guys! I'm sorry this is late, but I hope you guys get to enjoy! This songfic is about the Resurrection of Jesus, the true meaning of Easter. The song is called Hope's Song by Rebecca St. James/Veggietales. I advise you to listen to that while reading this.
Disclaimer: I do not own the song and I also don't own some of the ideas for the story. All rights reserved to their respectful owners.
Easter. It's that time of year the Easter Bunny distributes his eggs all around the world for children to find. There is one other thing to Easter than the Easter Bunny though, but this important detail of Easter is only known and remembered by few in the world.
This important detail is the Resurrection of Jesus Christ.
This made Bunny really disturbed by guilt. He couldn't do anything though. For some reason, he didn't have the guts to tell his believers this. Whether fear or embarrassment, he didn't know. All he knew is that he could never say it. That will all change though, when a certain winter spirit will discover the true meaning of Easter.
Jack was looking around the Warren. It was decorated specially for this day. The day the Kangaroo's in the spotlight. Usually, they'd have special celebrations at the Santoff Claussen, but since this is Bunny's special day, he insisted that they celebrate it at the Warren.
"Alright mates, the party's ready to start." Bunny announced. Then, music made by some egglets was started, making the whole place have that party-feeling. "Wait, ya little buggas!" Bunny scolded them. "We need to have a moment of silence for the Lord first!"
"I'm sorry for being such a coward." Bunny muttered, low enough for no one to hear, not even him. After a few more minutes of silence, the music continued, and the party began to start. All through out the party though, Jack couldn't help but think about the few minutes spent for this Lord Bunny's talking about. Why would they allot a few minutes of silence for him? And on this day especially? What was so special about him?
He wanted to know.
He was hoping to get some answers. He tried talking to Bunny, but he was always busy whenever Jack approached him. (Coincidence? I don't think so.) His next option was North, but when he asked him, North only replied with a,
"Well, it all started with a child being born. That child was actually God-" North didn't continue, for Jack gave him a 'What are you talking about' face, North replied with, "Ask Tooth, she can explain better."
Now, he was left with asking Tooth. Hopefully, she won't turn him down like North or Bunny did. He spotted Tooth fluttering somewhere near the food station. She was having a very hard time eating something, since most of the food in the table have sugar. Nothing for Tooth, it seems.
"Hey Tooth," Jack called to her, and her head quickly turned to him.
"Hey Jack! What do you need?"
"Well, I was actually going to pick up some food here." Jack started a conversation, grabbing a mint-chocolate chip cookie. Tooth in turn, was slightly disturbed.
"Jack, you know those things can cause tooth-decay..."
"I know, I'm just going to take one." Jack rolled his eyes. Tooth was too overprotective of his teeth. He then decided to tell her the real reason he was here. "Hey Tooth, I have a question..."
"What is it?"
"Well, uh..." Jack didn't know where to start. "Can you tell me about the origin of Easter? You know how it's made, since-WOAH!"Jack was disturbed by the sudden pull. He then found himself being pulled by Tooth so fast, he was flying. Then Tooth stopped only to find himself in front of a building. He looked at it with curiosity. It had a cross atop it.
"Jack, the answer's in here..." She let Jack open the door, to which he did. Once he went inside, he saw a bunch of chairs in the room, then an altar in the front, a bible, a tabernacle, and other things that he figured were sacred. Then, he saw some paintings on the wall. He slowly walked toward one and felt it with his hand. Whoever did those paintings is amazingly talented.
"Tooth, I still don't get it. Where's the answer?" He looked at Tooth.
"Listen carefully, Jack." She said before going toward a painting of a baby on a crib covered with hay. Hs mother and father by his side, kneeling, facing him. They both held a praying position. There were also three men, having the same position.
"There's a story that started on Christmas," Jack turned hs head to Tooth. He was shocked of her voice. It sounded amazing.
"When a baby was born in the night.
And those who came far,
Who followed the star," Tooth gestured to the men.
"Were seeing a heavenly sight...
A heavenly sight!" Tooth then gestured excitingly for Jack to follow, flying toward the next painting. This painting was of a young man reaching out to a blind man.
"Well the years hurried by,
And the boy, now a man,
Could make the blind see,
With a touch of his hand." Tooth sang to Jack as if she was telling a story. She flew to the next picture, that of the same man, giving fish and bread to a young boy with his mother. In the background thousands of thousands of more people were falling in line.
"He was born to be king,
He was Rabbi and Priest,
But the best that he had,
He gave to the least." Tooth gestured to the boy.
"He gave to the least." Tooth said again, emphasizing that sentence. Then she went to the next picture. That of him and his apostles, eating together.
"He was born and he died,
Almost 2,000 years ago,
He laughed and he cried,
He felt all the fears we know.
But what does it matter?
A story so strange.
Even if it is true, what does it change?" She looked at Jack, and found him speechless. He was intently listening to her story. She repeated again for emphasis,
"What does it change?" This made Jack think. What does this story change? What is the relevance of this story to his question to Tooth? He then watched as Tooth flew to another painting, that of the man again. He is sitting on a rock, preaching to people who want to listen to his Word.
"Well he spoke like a prophet,
Like no one they'd heard,
This simple young carpenter,
Crowds hung on every word!" She sang, also enjoying herself while she was.
"He hated injustice,
He taught what is right!
He said I'm the way, and the truth and the light!" At that line, she flew to Jack.
"His friends soon believe,
That truly, he was the one.
The Savior, Messiah!
God's one and only Son." Tooth then took Jack's arm and gently pulled him towards the altar. She let go and continued to sing.
"But others, they doubted.
They did not agree...
So they took him,
they tried Him,
He died on a tree." She gestured to the cross atop the altar, a mournful expression in her face. Jack gasped in shock at what he saw. The man looked so injured and battered up. He pitied the man.
"He died on a tree." Tooth muttered. Jack looked at her with a pleading expression.
"Tooth, that's not the end, right?" Jack asked desperately. Tooth looked up and smiled.
It was a very hopeful smile.
"Jack, if that was the end...There'd be no Easter." She flew to a door nearby and gestured for Jack to follow her. Once Jack arrived, she let him open the door. Once they got inside, he became confused. Tooth decided to clear the message.
"God as made a way,
For all who mourn and grieve.
Death will never be the end.
If you just believe." Jack looked at the giant painting in front of him. He was starting to understand. The sun was shining brightly upon it.
For the giant painting was of the risen Christ.
"There is nothing left to fear!
Nothing heaven knows.
For he died, for us,
To give us life,
and to give us hope,
He rose."
Jack understood now. This was the reason Easter was made. Easter gave hope to everyone, not just the children. Easter was an important occasion, and he was happy he was there to celebrate it.
I hope that was okay. I'm actually thinking of making another little songfic as some kind of sequel to this, since I left Bunnymund there hanging with guilt within himself so please tell me what you think in the reviews! Can you also tell me if I need to change anything?