CHAPTER 5

THIRD PERSON

Bunnymund looked down at the steep valley before him. His nose carefully tracking down every scent it could reach to. His ears twitching and flinching, making out every sound, every rustle, every bit of chatter in the valley.

He proved about his earlier theory. There WAS someone of his kind. He had managed to persuade Jamie in telling him the truth. Only, it went like this.

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"C'mon mate, spill it!"

"Um… is there something that I should spill?" Jamie stuttered nervously

"Yes, there is. And unless ya fess up, I'm gonna have ta go into desperate measures." Bunny inconveniently cracked his knuckles in plain amusement.

Jamie sighed. He stared at his feet. "Alright."

Bunny felt relieved.

"Sophie and I saw… a giant rabbit."

Bunny looked at him with wide eyes. So he WAS telling the truth!

"Tell me more." Bunny softly gripped on the young boy's shoulders.

"U-Uh…" Jamie ran a hand through his hair. "All I know is that she's yellow and she looks like you."

Bunny narrowed his eyes at him. "What do ya mean?"

"H-Her fur is yellow! She's too fast!" Jamie lied

Bunny sighed. "Alright. Thanks Jamie. I'll see ya guys soon."

And with a tap of his gigantic foot, a hole appeared before him and he dived right in.

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He'd been looking everywhere. He circled nearly half the globe in attempt of his search of this unknown 'Yellow Bunny'. If he/she were real, how come he didn't know that before? He was E. Aster Bunnymund, the most notorious tracker, painter, busybody of all time. It must've been a miracle if all this time the said person didn't stumble upon him.

He didn't have any clear evidence, except for some flowers and plants suddenly unusually sprouting from the ground. And surely, he wasn't the one who made those.

He had been there the whole day. Sighing, he decided to go home back to his Warren and actually rest for a while. Easter was over. He had time to relax.

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She groaned as she stared at the endless mounds of dark, golden sand before her. The hot rough wind blowing in her fur wasn't really helping. Her hind paws were digging into the sand, as if she was sinking. The mass block of hysteria was starting to build up inside her.

She wiped away the beads of sweat that had started to form on her furry forehead. Her breathing was hoarse and shallow. Her throat was dry and scratchy, probably from the lack of water that she had been into. And judging by the empty water canteen in her paw, she was all out.

She didn't even know what she was thinking. Why oh why didn't she just take the long path? It had been her choice to travel back to some other country to bring children her daily rounds of books or something, and it had also been her undeniable choice of taking the short cut across an Australian desert. Why didn't she just pass through the village? No one would see her anyways. She silently cursed the lazy part of her brain.

Since she was in a desert, there's no method of her getting back to her burrow. This just added to her disgruntlement.

She'd been running for half an hour now. And she was pooped out. She was out of water, surely. And if she didn't find any drop immediately, she'd collapse of exhaustion.

"Great. Juuuuuuuust great." Her disgruntled subconscious groaned, and since she couldn't talk right, she let her mind speak her hysteria for her.

She had to find water, and fast. Her vision was starting to get cloudy, and dark spots swam in her field of vision. Yep, she was definitely about to collapse. She sat down on the warm sand. She immediately regretted it, the sand burning her butt. Jumping up, she shrieked in pain.

"Damn you senses! Why can't you just do something right? Great, now I'm gonna die of dehydration in this stupid desert. What a great way to die, right?!" She angrily thought

Just then, her ultra sensitive nose picked up on something.

She perked up, her ears straightened up on her head. Her keen eyes narrowing. Her nose twitching furiously. The smell of clear liquid flowing through a stream. The sound of aqua pushing down against rocks. Her mouth was suddenly watering.

Water.

She immediately sprinted forward. Her eyes were wide and desperate for the water to slip down her throat. And as she ran, the scent of the liquid was getting closer.

She reached up to a point where the water was really close. So close that it seemed like it was running… underground?

She crouched down and placed her ear on the sand. Surely enough, she could hear fresh water running like a stream. Thinking it was the only way of getting there, her paws were immediately digging straight downwards. Piles of dirt and sand began to pile up behind her. And she began to sink in the hole she had made.

After a few more digging hours, she finally fell down on a grassy surface. She landed on her snout, winding, she stood up. The first thing that came into her sight was a clear stream of water. Her mouth watered as she dipped her head in the crystal clear liquid, sipping in the water. The sensation of the liquid running down her throat made her sigh in relief.

After her drink, she got up and wiped her wet snout with her arm. Standing straight up, she looked around. Where was she?

At the sight of her location, her eyes widened. Her jaw dropped. She almost fainted.

It was a lush landscape. Trees and flowers adorned the place. But something was also there. Eggs. Tons and tons of eggs. Some were plain white; some were painted in beautiful colors. And they had these little legs. The little eggs walked around like ducklings. And there were some giant stone eggs that guarded these tunnel things.

And this only meant one thing.

She was in Bunnymund's Warren.

"Crap."

Her head spun around, but thankfully, Bunny wasn't anywhere in sight. Good. He might kill her if he found out that she trespassed into his quarters.

She looked around, trying to locate an exit. Perhaps those tunnel things might help her to get back to the surface. But the egg golems guarded them like sentries. Perhaps she could jump back to the surface, but the hole that she had dug was far up high.

Something nudged her giant foot. Gasping, she looked down and saw the little egglets, brushing against her foot. At least a dozen were gathered round her, their egg heads bobbing up and down in excitement.

"Oh, uh, hi…?" She stuttered as she backed away, the egglets still following her. Her eyes widening as she gazed upon them. The little eggs gushed over her like newborn puppies. Some of them just mauling her defensively, others jumping on her knee, shoulder, head, anywhere.

"W-Whoa! Guys, get off!" she said, she could almost hear the eggs sigh in disappointment as they jumped off her using their (adorable) little legs.

Just then, the sound of feet running in the distance rang in her ears.

"Crapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrapcrap."

She glanced at a tunnel; it seemed to belong from there. With her eyes widening in alarm, she jumped in a nearby bush. Trying hard not to make a sound, she peeked through the leaves.

"I'm screwed."

She saw Bunnymund hop into the Warren, looking tired and exhausted. He hopped forward to help the little egglets go into a pond with paint in it.

She stilled, trying hard to regulate her breathing.

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Bunnymund hopped into his Warren, tired. He needed rest, and badly.

Before heading into his cottage, his nose perked up at an unusual smell.

His nose picked up on the creamy scent… it smelled… sweet and… unusual. It smelled good and… like vanilla. He'd never sensed this kind of scent in his Warren, and he'd been there for decades. It smelled good, sweet, like a flower, and it smelled like… chocolate?

His mind buzzed. He didn't have any chocolates that smelled like that. This scent was new and unique. Due to this, his Pooka instincts kicked in. Finding out that he longed for the scent, he thought on what it could be.

His eyes widened.

Chocolate Cosmos.*

It was a rare flower. And he knew for sure that he didn't have any of those kinds of flowers in his Warren. The flower was described as a beautiful flower, with light brown petals and a dark golden centre. It emitted a delicious vanillin scent, like chocolate. And, again, he didn't have any of those in his Warren.

Then were could it come from?

His nose sniffed the air, catching in the delicious scent. His stomach churned, wanting to find out where it came from.

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She could feel the beads of sweat forming on her forehead. Strings of nervousness tugged on her like a puppet. He could smell her… It was obvious. Chocolate Cosmos, she had tons of those in her burrow. It was actually her favorite flower and scent. The smell was just so delicious and vanillin. Back at her burrow, she would lounge in the flower's patch and either read a book, write a story, or watch the sunset. Guess the scent just picked up on her.

She looked up. She spotted the hole that she had dug from the ceiling. She then spotted a nearby vine that intertwined upwards, near the very hole that she had dug. Thinking quickly, she turned to Bunnymund who had his head turned to the other direction. Swiftly, she silently grabbed unto a vine, swinging herself upward towards the hole. Unfortunately, she didn't reach it. Swinging herself once again, her foot reached the hole's brim, but it quickly slipped.

It was nearly an impossible task

"You can do this!" she silently hissed at herself. Looking at the clueless male Pooka meters in front of her- who was still unknowingly wandering around- she swung herself at the hole with all her might. And this time, both of her feet were hoisted up on the hole's brim. With all her strength, she hoisted herself up on the hole. Once she did, she gripped the earthen sides and silently padded herself back up.

She collapsed on the hot Australian desert sand, her eyes wide. She immediately winded at the hot sunlight reaching her eyes. Getting up, she covered the hole. Luckily, he didn't spot her.

Well, that was a near death experience.

Hello there, my readers!

(*Chocolate Cosmos is a real plant/flower. It's very rare, with brownish petals and a light brown center. And, obviously, it emits a very delicious vanillin scent, very much like chocolate.)

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