Chapter 4

The sun brought down its rays in the warren.

Bunny felt something stir in his arms; small, frail, and smooth skin. Was it Jackie in his arms again?

No, it wasn't. As soon as he looked down, he saw Jacklyn instead. What a disappointment.

He felt as though he was betraying his past loved ones because of a single girl. Hoping that this will make amends to them, he pushed Jacklyn off the bed.

She fell to floor with a thud, still snoring. What the hell? Was she some kind of deep sleeper? Whatever. Bunny didn't have time to wake her up. His growling stomach was more important than some random girl he found in his warren.

He exited the room and made his way towards the kitchen.

Jacklyn cranked one eye open to see Bunny's giant feet walk away from her. Quickly, she got off the floor and called out to him, "Hey, wait for me!" However, he ignored her through the entire trip.

The two sat on a wooden table with a plate of pancakes in front of them. One was wolfing down her pancakes while the other was picking his with a fork absently while his other paw was under his chin.

Jacklyn thought Bunny's blueberry pancakes were delicious! So why wasn't he eating them too? "Can I have yours?" she asked, now finished eating her own pancakes. Sighing, he pushed the plate towards the still hungry dark spirit. But after a few minutes, she took notice of a long sigh from Bunny, a sigh of sadness. "Whatcha thinkin about, Bunny?"

He took no notice of her until she asked again. "Hey, Earth to Bunny. You still with me?"

This time, he removed his paw from his chin and looked wildly around the room, wondering how the hell he got here. "Huh?" he stupidly said.

"I said, 'what the heck is going on in your mind' idiot."

"Oh, um…" he started uncertainly, "I was just thinking about what to do today." But that wasn't the truth. He was actually thinking on how to kindly ask Jacklyn to leave without so much as tear leaving her eye. He would end up seeing the face he absolutely hated if he failed.

"Wait a minute, aren't you the Easter Bunny or something? Why don't you paint eggs?" she reminded him.

Painting eggs used to be Bunny's strong suit, but after Jackie's death, his creativity left him. All he could think of when he had a brush and egg in paw was the moment she died in front of him. It was horrible.

"I do but I'm afraid I'm not good at that kind of stuff anymore," he told her.

"What? That's bullshit. I know that a spirit like you has been here probably since the world began ,and that's plenty of time to learn how to freakin paint. So what's the reason?" She put her elbows on the table and leaned towards him for an answer.

"It's because…" he began.

She raised an eyebrow and leaned even closer. "It's because…" she mimicked.

Bunny finally snapped. "IT'S BECAUSE I USED TO DO IT WITH SOMEONE ELSE, ALRIGHT! BUT NOW SHE'S DEAD!"

Jacklyn kept a straight mature face as Bunny went on and on about how happy things were going for him until this "Jackie's" death.

"Is that everything, Bunny?"

He face palmed himself. This was so embarrassing. "Yep, that's about it."

"Then hey," she stood up from her chair and smiled, "I'll help paint eggs too so don't you worry. With me by your side, your creativity will come back to you in no time!"

Bunny believed it, and for the first time in 10 years, a tiny speck of hope appeared in his smile.

"Really? That's all you can do?" Jacklyn exclaimed to him, not believing in the fact that the egg being held out to her was just colored blue; no decoration or anything. Just plain blue.

"Well, I thought to make the egg blue because it's the color of my fur. Pretty creative, right?" Bunny said, proud that he at least thought of something.

The unknowingly future lovebirds sat on a grassy hill painting eggs with candy flavored paint.

Jacklyn dropped the pathetic blue egg and scurried off with its little legs. "Come one Bunny, THINK. What makes kids happy and laugh?"

Bunny came up blank and gave her a clueless stare.

"Ugh! You're so stupid! Watch and learn on how simple it is." She picked up an unpainted egg worked furiously on it with her brush. When she was done, the egg was now colored black except it had a child's drawn version of a happy face, vertical lines for eyes and a curved smile. Very artistic. She held it in front of his face. "THERE. See? It's that simple."

Bunny took the egg and inspected it. "I guess this could work but how about we try something better." A contest of who can paint better was happening but neither of them noticed. Putting down her egg, he picked up another and painted. By the time he finished, he held out a blue egg with intricate patterns of different colors.

Her eyes inspected the egg. They were making some progress but competitiveness made her not care at all. All she wanted was to beat Bunny at his own game.

Hours have gone by and multiple eggs of different patterns and colors surrounded the couple who were both furiously painting onto their next egg.

"Ha Ha! Try to beat this, kangaroo!" Jacklyn held out a black egg with an almost realistic picture of the sun and moon on it.

Bunny thought it was impressive, but not nearly as good compared to what he held in his paw. His blue egg had a picture of a girl on it. Or more accurately, Jackie. The bangs of her snow white hair covered her left eye and scar. Her stunning blue eyes seemed to shine despite it being a painting.

"So you made a painting of me with white hair and blue eyes?" Jacklyn asked, taking the egg to get a better look at it.

Bunny only now realized what he had done. He was in too much fun to know what he was doing. Quickly, he snatched the egg from her and threw it as far as he could, leaving its fate unknown.

She pushed him down to the ground. "What the hell, Bunny! I was still looking at it!"

He stomped his large foot on the ground to make her quiver back in fear. "Well you can stop looking at it! All ya have to do is look in a mirror so you can see that look like Jackie!"

"I… look like Jackie?"

"No shit!"

"Then do you want me to leave? Do I remind you so much of her that it hurts you? Is that it?"

She didn't get a verbal answer. Instead, he grasped her shoulders and leaned to kiss her… roughly. When he pulled back, he smirked at the way she seemed surprise. "It's because of you, I just want to love all over again."

Jacklyn took a deep breath, still flustered from the kiss, and answered back with… (CLIFFHANGER :D I'M SO EVIL)

A/N: Reviews are appreciated