24 Hours Later
Austin went up to his room again the next night.
"That Jacob Clouds is so insane." Austin said to himself. "I'm not gonna be visited by 3 spirits." he continued.
Austin laid down in bed and tried to go to sleep when all of a sudden he heard a loud thump.
Thump!
Hearing this thump, Austin got out of bed to see who it was. Once he got up, he saw a penguin who looked exactly like Pablo wearing old rags for clothes.
"Pablo, what are you doing here?" asked Austin.
"I'm not Pablo, I'm the Ghost of Easter Past." said the penguin who looked like Pablo.
"The Ghost of Easter Past?" Austin said in confusion.
"Jacob Clouds sent me here to carry out an important deed." said the spirit.
"And what does this important deed have to do with me?" Austin asked.
"I am here to show you a time in the past when you liked Easter." answered the spirit.
"I never liked Easter." Austin corrected.
"Do you really think so?" asked the spirit.
"I know so." Austin answered.
"Then come hold my flipper." the spirit demanded.
Austin walked over to the spirit and held his flipper. A second later, the two were flying straight through Austin's roof and into the sky.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!" Austin screamed while him and the spirit flew.
Soon the spirit went down stopped flying and they landed right outside the window of Austin's living room?
"I thought you said we were gonna go back in time." said Austin.
"I did, and we have." the spirit replied. "Look inside." he said.
Austin looked through the living room window and saw a younger version of himself playing with stuffed Easter bunnies, Easter baskets, and plastic Easter eggs.
"I love Easter!" young Austin shouted.
Austin's mother then came in through the kitchen.
"Oh-no." said Austin's mother as she saw young Austin playing with Easter stuff. "Austin likes Easter!" she shouted.
Everyone else in Austin's family came into the living room and helped Austin's mother destroy all of young Austin's Easter stuff. Once they were done, young Austin started crying and ran up to his room.
"Wow. I can't believe I used to like Easter." Austin said in shock. "Hey, wait a minute." he said. "How do I know any of this is true?" he asked.
A bunch of blue smoke poofed out of nowhere and a big piece of paper showed up in the Ghost of Easter Past's left flipper.
"Because I have a contract that says I am not allowed to show any fake pasts to anyone or else I will be fired and replaced by someone I can't stand." the spirit answered.
"Then how come I don't remember?" Austin asked.
"Because it was a long, long, long time ago." answered the spirit. "Now I wanna show you what happened a few hours later." he said.
Austin grabbed the spirit's flipper and they flew up to a branch on a tree so they could see what was happening on the second floor. Austin's mom went up to Austin's room.
"We're sorry we destroyed your Easter stuff." Austin's mom apologized.
"I don't care. I hate Easter." young Austin replied.
"Why does young me hate Easter all of a sudden?" Austin asked.
"When people are mad they say they hate many things that they love." the spirit answered.
"Oh I see." Austin said.
"Then I guess you heard the story of your grandfather." said Austin's mom.
"No I haven't" corrected young Austin.
"Well then I guess now is as good as time as ever to tell you it." said Austin's mother just before she told young Austin the story.
"And that's how you became Austin the Australian holiday hater." said the spirit. "You're the Australian thing not the holiday, just so you know." he informed.
"I still don't believe it." said Austin.
"You don't believe it!" the spirit shouted angrily. "I hate the color blue! I hate wearing rags for clothes! And I hate being the Ghost of Easter Past!" he shouted even though he didn't mean it.
The Ghost of Easter Past then grabbed Austin's shirt and flew him up so high in the sky, that the entire country looked like a map. All of a sudden the spirit disappeared which made Austin fall.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhh!" Austin screamed while he fell out of the sky.
Once he came close to the roof of his house, Austin was suddenly back in his bed and fell right out of it.