Happy Easter!

Narrator: Enjoy eggs that were crapped out by a giant rabbit!

Lucina was speaking to the medical examiner, Dr. Mario, about the victim. "Name?" "Victim's one Mark Willetio." "Got any ideas on his death?" "Seems like he was strangled, but not without a fight. Bruises on the knuckles and a broken leg points to him having to be restrained heavily." He had been dropped down from the roof of the Soothing Ocarina, yet the criminal was never seen.

"Yo! Lucina!" "What is it Pit?" "Call from the big cheese! The mayor wants you down at his office now!" "Tell him I'm busy! This dead guy ain't gonna start speaking to us now!"

"I think you better get going. We got it." Greninja had walked up to Lucina and urged her to go. "Fine! God, just, call if you find something."

"Care to explain yourself?" Lucina was sitting in the office of the Mayor M.H. Since he told his real name to only those closest to him, the rumor was that it stood for Master Hand. Lucina thought it stood for Mayor Hardass. The man was a tall, swanky sumbitch, with vibrant purple hair and golden eyes that shined with a cat-like playfullness. On his right hand was a white glove, immaculately cleaned, and it was paired with his jet black suit. On his lapel was the symbol of Smashville, a Smashball with a pair of wings, pinned and done in gold.

"Excuse me? I'm pretty damn sure It's called doing my job!" Oh, and Lucina hated his smug, damn face. "Tsk. See, I'm clearly going blind then. These complaints I've gotten on the work you've done must be something else." He pulled out a giant stack of papers, all starting with the words, 'I have to complain.' "Ooh, this is a good one! 'I have to complain about Officer Lucina, who violently yelled at me when I tried to greet her. I had reason to also believe she was drunk.' He looked up at her, noting the obvious embarresment she was hiding. "Well, why tell me? Why not Sheriff Link?" "See, from my understanding, you go together like oil and water. If I called him to give you an order, you'd never follow it. But, I digress. You were called here for another reason."

He stood up and walked to a cabinet, which contained a bottle of Scotch and some glasses. "This is some good stuff right here, Officer. Ten years, I believe!" "Your point?" "Very well. This Scotch is our city. After ten years, almost every one has toughen up and commited a crime. Even a few children, and a couple officers, I believe? Drink?"

"No. Sigh. Yeah, Pit. He got incredibly boozed and got a sexual harrasment charge. He spent weeks trying to apologize. Ironically, it's how he met his wife. His sisters still didn't let him live it down." "Ms. Palutena and Viridi correct?" "Yep."

"So, that's when I came up with something. I had to be a cunning, ahem, son of a bitch. I present, the Underworld bill!" He pulled out a piece of paper and handed it to Lucina. She skimmed over, then looked at him with a look that said, 'You, are either a dumbass, or a genius. And I'll still hate you either way.' Yeah, that's it!

"So, the police, can 'pretend to join gangs, fully threaten suspects, and/or be exempt from other laws as determined by the court.' " "And that's the jist of it! Just had to break out the fancy gibberish to give it that wowee," he made a rainbow sign while saying it, "factor! So, get going! You've got a case to solve!" He made the most annoying grin as he firmly pushed her out.

Lucina's cell rang, bearing Greninja on the caller ID. "Hey. I just had a, odd, encounter with Mayor Hardass." "Tell me later, first, we've got good news and bad news." From the background, a loud crash was heard, followed by "ROBIN!" "Bad news?" "To quote you, no f*cking sh*t Sherlock." She hung up, prompting Lucina to exhale loudly. As she hailed a taxi, she thought, Well, this is gonna be different.

Narrator: Not doing it.

Come on!

Narrator: No.

I'll take you to the strip club!

Narrator: Nope.

Candy?

Narrator: Uh-uh.

(Cocks Shotgun) How's hot lead sound?

Narrator: You make a good point.

Narrator: I'm the Easter Bunny. Boing. Boing.

Narrator was prancing around in a bunny suit, while also being held at gunpoint and filmed by yours truly.

Hope you all enjoyed ya' Easter!

I want to say something. If you have anything to say, please, say it. PM, review, whatever! I'm a pretty open-minded guy. So, hope you enjoyed it, and see you soon!

-I AM THE BUNNY DRAGON. I trump all plot confetti bunnies because I BREATH FIRE TO BURN COMPLETE AND TOTAL DOUCHEY FLAMERS!-

Damn it Wendell.

Narrator: Damn it Wendell.