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Chapter 2

Jack plopped onto his bed, and let out a grunt in frustration.

"What an asshole." Jack mumbled into his pillow, before flipping over and letting out an exhausted sigh, staring at his ceiling. Jack sat there for a little bit, calming himself down, before getting up and going over to his computer. Jack turned on his laptop, and checked his e-mail. Jack let out a groan as he saw he had three orders for new snow-globes. He clicked on the first one, a person named Kyle wanted a snow-globe for his fiancé, he wanted two monkeys in a tree, their tails creating a heart, holding a sign that said "November 4". Jack assumed this was their anniversary, as he continued to read the letter he let out a bigger groan. The man apologized for the short notice, but he needed it by Monday of next week; however he was offering Jack a huge payment for his troubles. Jack quickly looked at the time needed for the other two, but they had given him months notice, and he could work on them later.

Jack was about to shut his computer down to start sketching, when he and pulled up an internet search. He typed in "E. Aster Bunnymund", and the first few links had to do with Easter or Bunnies, which Jack smiled at. Then he came across a link for Aster's art website, and clicked on it.

On the home page banner appeared E. Aster Bunnymund in fancy cursive, and behind that was a painting of a beautiful spring day in the woods. Jack hated to admit it, but the man had some serious talent. Jack noticed a sidebar of links, and saw one that said "Easter Egg Hunt"

Jack was curious and clicked on the link. On the page popped up a picture of a bunch of children participating in an Easter Egg Hunt, next to the time and date of the event. April 24, at 11:00 2:00 and 4:00 there would be Easter Egg Hunts, two weeks away. There was also a list of activities besides the Easter Egg Hunt, like dying your own eggs, story time, and a bunny petting area. Jack was impressed, he had heard that there was a great egg hunt in town, but never was interested to learn more. However, he became more intrigued as he scrolled down the page to see more pictures from past events.

Then Jack stopped at one picture.

Aster had a group of children surrounding him, as he held Peter Cottontail in his hands. Aster was laughing and the kids surrounding him looked happy and carefree too. Jack couldn't help but smile at the innocence of the picture. He scrolled down a few more to see Aster appear in different pictures, either helping the kids look for eggs, or had children on his shoulders, but in every single one, he didn't remind Jack of the cranky man he had met earlier that day, he looked like the biggest stuffed bunny in the world. Jack caught himself smiling at all the pictures, and snapped himself into focus.

He had an order to start, and he needed to get it done soon so Aster could paint it in time. Jack stopped, and let out a grunt of disgust.

He was going to have to see Aster again. Perfect. The man maybe cuddly towards kids, but he sure didn't like Jack, and Jack couldn't say he didn't feel the same about the rude Kangaroo.

Jack just grabbed him sketch pad and started his work.

Aster grinded his teeth when he heard "Kangaroo" come out of that little brat's mouth. Aster wasn't sure if he was more upset at the nickname or that the bloke had gotten the last word.

Aster sighed, and took the box upstairs, he would start work on that tonight, after the shop closed, right now he needed to focus on being downstairs and getting things ready for the upcoming Easter Egg Hunt.

Aster had to kill himself, with little food and little sleep the month before Easter, painting different eggs, while keeping up with his art business, and his business with a certain white-haired annoyance.

Aster pondered the white hair a moment, and wondered how the boy had been cursed with such bad luck, but quickly nabbed himself for thinking of that idiot.

As Aster entered the top floor and opened the door, to his tiny little apartment over the shop, he placed the box on a table, and picked up the box of plastic eggs that lay next to them. Aster couldn't paint the real eggs yet, these were the ones that he would fill with candy, but fake or hard boiled, Aster painted them all by hand. It was hard, but seeing the smiles on every ankle-biters' face. That image always made Aster smile.

Aster climbed down the stairs to the shop, one person had wandered in, and Aster couldn't help but smile.

"Ello, North." Aster said smiling at his old friend as he descended the stairs.

"Ah! Bunny! You are here! I was afraid someone had broken in!" North said in his thick Russian accent, scooping Aster into a big hug. Aster stiffened, still not use to the hugs after all of these years, but he found soon after meeting North that denying one was more trouble than just dealing with the brief loss of personal space.

As his giant friend placed him back on the ground, Aster brushed off the hug as he would dust off his clothes, this just made North laugh.

"So, what brings ya to my neck of the woods, mate?" Aster asked.

"I know you have big Easter celebration coming up, so I brought you prizes for the egg hunt. From my toy shop." North replied. Aster smiled, every year North would donate five or six toys or crafts he had made, and let Aster have them, free of charge, for his Easter egg hunt prizes. Aster looked behind North to see he had a sleigh of prizes, all of which Aster knew North had carved and put together himself.

Aster took each toy from out of the sleigh. The first, was a beautifully made jewelry box, with a wave trim, and on the top North had carved, the word Hope Love Peace and used those words to create the outline of a bunny. And when Aster opened up the box, the tune of Peter Cottontail played, as a miniature bunny wound around on one leg and with a basket of eggs in his hand. "Sandy, recorded the music, and sent it to me." North stated, making sure to give credit to their musically inclined friend.

The second toy was a miniature playhouse, in which the front of the house opened up to reveal a tiny house with two levels and different rooms, each room had a little person inside.

There was also a wooden skateboard, to the normal eye it might appear to be a regular skateboard, but Aster appreciated the fine workmanship.

Aster reached down to see a collection of toy letter blocks. Each letter was written in a beautiful style, and the borders were each different, but related to sunshine, rainbows, and all good thoughts. Aster also noticed that in the corner on each side there was a little Easter bunny head.

Lastly, Aster let out a gasp as he laid his eyes upon the last prize, a rocking horse. Aster couldn't believe that his friend would give this away for free, the detail, mechanics, and beauty of the rocking horse could fetch it a really good price. The leather reins attached to a muzzle on the horse, the mane and tail of the horse had beautiful details of tiny horse hair, with a swoop at the end, and the horse's stance made it look as though it was prancing. Aster noticed even the eyes looked authentic.

"North, are you sure about this? This would sell really well at your shop!" Aster asked, making sure that his friend didn't mind parting with the masterpiece.

"Bunny, it is for children, and if I wish, I can make more, no problem. Take, take" He responded, and moving his hands as if shooing the prize away to Aster. Aster smiled. "I really appreciate this mate, the ankle-biters are gonna love it! Mind helping me take them upstairs. With two trips they managed to get all of the different toys upstairs and into Aster's closet.

"Well, comrade, I must be off back to my shop," North gave Aster a hard pat on the back and then left, dragging his sleigh behind him.

Aster went over to his box of eggs and paint, and spent the day painting them, a few people came in, but it was a relatively slow day. Not that Aster minded, he had enough to do to keep himself busy.

Aster switched his sign over to "Closed", locked the door, and headed up to his room. Two full boxes of plastic eggs had been painted, and Aster was feeling stressed but on top of the whole egg hunt situation.

When Aster got to his kitchen, he looked at the box sitting on the counter, had to take a second to remember what its contents were. He felt a scowl come to his face as he thought of the little dill that had brought him the snow-globe. Aster took the snow-globe out of the box, and studied it carefully. Aster couldn't deny the work on the ice was almost as good as North was with woodwork. The handiwork on the snow-globe, the details, all of it was absolutely beautiful, and when Aster gave it a little shake and the fake snow fell around the two giraffes, it looked even more dazzling.

Aster softened his expression as he looked upon the snow-globe. Then he went over to his desk, pulled out his paints and paint brushes, and started working.