A.N: Hello again! I'll be trying to write a chapter a day, I know the first one was a bit short… I promise I'll make the next ones longer. The main character will be elaborated on in this chapter; I'm kinda just going along with it and getting to know her at the same pace as you guys (which is something I haven't done before). R&R and enjoy!

The footsteps stopped at my door with a final thud. I dropped to my stomach and tried to peer under the door to try to get a glimpse at whoever (or whatever) was in my house. There was nothing but dull darkness, even though there was a nightlight in the hallway. Whatever it was seemed to be big enough to block all light from entering my room.

Slowly, I got back up on my feet and walked backwards to my bed. Part of me was terrified (and rightfully so) but the other part – the child-like part- was still curious as to who it could be. That part beckoned me to open the door and let the stranger in. I almost scoffed at my own stupidity. Sometimes I hated the innocence in my head; it was almost like it was another being inside me, wanting to come out and play. Now was not the time for "her" (or "it") to make a grand appearance and convince me to go over and welcome the being into my room.

Crawling back onto my bed, I pulled the covers over me and burrowed into them. I thought it would keep me safe from whatever was out there, I suppose part of my innocence managed to break through.

It's all a dream, I thought to myself, that's all it is, a dream. Wake up.

Wake up.

That was when the music box melody stopped, and a heavy knocking sound vibrated through my room. Time seemed to stop, along with my heart. The knocking came again, seemingly louder than before. I let out a yelp and plunged myself deeper into my tangle of blankets. Everyone secretly believes that the monsters couldn't abduct you if you were completely hidden from view, and I was no different. Somehow I thought I would be protected from the beast now knocking on my door.

Although I couldn't see what was happening, I was still able to hear my door slowly swing open and footsteps sneaking across the hardwood floor. It didn't sound like shoes or any sort of human foot. It was almost a soft sound, as if the beings feet were covered with a soft padding. Although the steps themselves were soft, the feet were still heavy enough that it could be audible from the basement of my home.

I remained silent, and did not breathe for what seemed like hours. Finally my lungs started to burn and I started coughing like a mad man. The being let out a startled cry and I heard it fall to the floor. Finally! I had an opening! I could make a run for it.

Letting out a fierce shriek I jumped out of my bed and started to run. But before I could even make it half way I tripped and landed directly on top of something soft and warm.

"Crikey.." a deep voice murmured. I felt something shift underneath me and my heart started to pound harder than it already was. I had successfully managed to fall on top of the thing that I was trying to run from.

Don't look don't look don't look. Just get up, and RUN.

I kept trying to pull myself to my feet but couldn't. My innocent side was screaming at me to turn my head and look at the beast. That's when I gave in, hell I didn't even put up much of a fight. My innocence took hold of my better judgment and smashed it into nothing. And I just looked at the creature underneath me.

My violet eyes were met with ones of emerald; they were filled with fear and confusion mixed with a bit of pain. Pushing myself up, I was able to get a better look at my "guest". The darkness didn't allow me to see too many details but it seemed to be covered in light grey-blue fur, but its face and torso were white. A brown leather holster was slung across its chest and on its arms seemed to be bracers of the same material. I couldn't get a good look at its face, only the emerald shimmer of its eyes stood out.

"Hey there lil' ankle biter." it said in a strong Australian accent. I pushed myself off of it and scurried across the floor to my lamp. The creature groaned from the sudden bright light. Now I could see what exactly had wandered into my house.

I gasped. The creature stood and I was floored by his immense height. He was about 6 feet tall, and he was a bunny rabbit. I couldn't believe what I was seeing, but… it all seemed so familiar. He smiled a cheeky little grin that showed off his buck teeth.

"Who.. who are you?" I asked, my voice shaking violently, "And how in the world did you get in here?!"

The rabbit chuckled and hopped off the ground onto my dresser, perching himself comfortably.

"You know who I am, Sweet Pea. I can promise you that. As for how I got in here, well let's just say I know how to use chimneys."

Sweet Pea? Chimneys? That accent… It was all so familiar. He hopped down from my dresser and reached for something on the floor. Cradling it in his hands he walked towards me slowly, as if any sudden movement would chase me away. He handed me a wooden object, and my jaw dropped. It was my first music box. I eagerly pulled open the drawer and the melody that had lulled me to sleep all those years ago began to play for me once again.

"I thought I had put this in storage, but I didn't know for sure. Part of me thought I had lost it." I mumbled, holding the box close to me. All the memories came rushing back; playing with my jewelry I had stored in the box, cuddling with my stuffed rabbit toy as I lay in bed listening to the melody, playing out in the garden with….

"…Bunnymund.."

The realization hit me, all these years I believed in him but I had forgotten about the days he spent with me. I had forgotten that he actually existed and was not just a fable I chose to believe.

"Told ya. I knew you'd remember." he chuckled, "C'mon darling we have to go."

"Go where?"

He smiled and looked away; he seemed to be thinking of something.

"I'll tell ya when we get there."

He held out his paw for me to take, which I grabbed without even thinking. My innocence was having a field day, but it wasn't really bothering me. After all, I DID just figure out that the Easter Bunny is a living, breathing person so it only made sense for me to act like a little kid. He didn't seem to mind either.

He dragged me out of my home into the front lawn. The moonlight shining on him made his fur almost glow. I stared at him in awe; he really was a beautiful creature. I noticed some strange floral markings on his fur which almost resembled tribal tattoos. They traveled up his arms and across his forehead. There were also some markings on his legs, but I couldn't make out if they were the same designs.

"What are those?" I asked.

He raised his eyebrows at me and I motioned to his arms and forehead.

"Oh. Nothing special. Us Pookas are born with them. Kinda like birth marks."

Bunnymund tapped his foot on the ground and the grass fell away into a giant hole. I peered over the edge to see a tunnel of dirt that was so long that I couldn't see the end. All I could see at the "end" was black.

"C'mon, hop on." Bunnymund motioned to his back. I hesitated. "You won't be able to make it there without me so hop on."

Still hesitating, I climbed onto his back and held on for dear life. He was much taller than I was so it was like he was giving a child a piggy back. I tightened my grip around him as he stood next to the edge of the tunnel.

"What about my house? I've got cats to feed, y'know!" I exclaimed, secretly hoping he would let me go.

"Don't worry about that Sweet Pea; I've got it figured out. Now, no matter what don't let go."

And with that, he jumped into the tunnel.

The first few moments were pitch black, but holes started to appear in the tunnel and light began to pour in. The tunnel was covered in moss and flowers; I swear I could even hear birds singing. Bunnymund was dashing through the tunnel at incredible speed that it almost was hard to breath.

"Alright, it's about to get very cold so hold on tighter."

We sprung out of the tunnel not even a millisecond later and instantly I was engulfed in freezing air and roaring winds. I had never felt anything so cold, and I buried my face into Bunnymunds fur to keep my face from turning to ice. After what seemed like hours of walking, I got the courage to look at my surroundings.

Everything was covered in a deep layer of snow. It was so bright that it almost blinded me. Even Bunnymund had to shield his eyes from the light. After my eyes got used to the light, I noticed a castle a few hundred feet away. It was a bright red colour and was half buried in the snow. Bunny took my hand and started to walk towards it.

"Why couldn't you just make a tunnel INSIDE there instead of out here where it's freezing?" I practically yelled over the howling winds.

"It's tradition! Everyone who comes here for the first time has to see it from the outside."

"What exactly is 'it'? It just looks like ruins."

Bunnymund abruptly stopped walking and gave me a look of pure shock.

"Ooooh, you'll probably be on the Naughty list for that one."

He walked off, leaving me to stare up at the castle.

You've got to be kidding me, I thought.