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Bunnies

The second sunlight could be seen through the small crack in the blinds, the ash blonde little girl had torn from the comfort of her cozy pink sheets complete with dancing cats and sprinted downstairs. The second her tiny feet hit the bottom of the stairs she raced around the house looking frantically for the chocolate delicacies that were more prominent this time of the year.

Sitting by the sliding glass door rested her basket composed of muted pastel colors of all shades. A pair of bunny ears sat inside. The young girl slipped it on over her loose blonde hair that was fanning out around her neck. A toothy grin enveloped her face as a tired Spirit slumped in from the hallway with a camera around his neck. He returned her smile by snapping a picture which she had semi posed for.

The two had exchanged little dialogue as Maka ran about the house, basket in hand looking for the coveted plastic eggs that always had a form of special candy inside waiting for her to sink her teeth into.

"Here's one!" Maka called excitedly as she held a blue egg decorated with yellow trim proudly into the air followed promptly by another flash from the camera. It was safe to say that she was loving the attention.

After another quick 10 minutes and at least 100 more posing opportunities, Maka hopped onto the couch where her red headed father had collapsed in disparity after his camera had run out of film. One egg after another, she had cracked each one open into the multicolored basket and tossed the empty shells into a pile beside the old beige couch.

She stared eagerly at her papa as he in turn stared back waiting until she would finally ask to eat some of the mountain of candy. Earlier that week, Kami had dragged him to a store and told him to pick out some treats to stuff the eggs with. He had chosen all of Maka's favorites: Jellybeans in an assortment of flavors, tiny hollow chocolate ducks, that generic fruity disk candy that he never bothered to remember the name, and miniature eggs filled with a delectable cream that Maka always devoured before he had gotten the chance to try one. After he had stuffed them he had hidden them perfectly, he had saved one last Easter treat for his darling daughter- a foil wrapped chocolate bunny that was at least the size of her face. He hated to admit that he had almost thought about keeping it for himself but decided that Maka needed it more (This persuasion had come from Lord Death. Spirit wasn't mature enough to make that decision for himself).

"Is this it? Can I eat it now?" Maka asked with the best puppy dog face she could muster.

Spirit let out a hearty laugh before he picked up Maka and sat her on his knee. "Not just yet. I have one more surprise for you!"

Her eyes lit up. "Really? What is it?" She asked excitedly as she scampered down.

"Go look in the second closet."

"The one by my room?"

"That's the one." And she was off. He could hear her feet tap against the floor even though she wasn't in the same room. Right now it was a bit too early for Spirit to be forming profound thoughts or even thoughts about how adorable his little Maka looked in the bunny ears. A squeak came from the direction from which she had ran. Maka then ran back to where Spirit was sitting and a surprising frown had hold of her face.

"Um, what's this?" She sat the rabbit on the table straight up.

Spirit found himself at a lack of words. Had his daughter really never had a chocolate bunny before? "It's chocolate. Chocolate bunny. I think this one has jelly beans inside it." He picked up the candy and turned it upside down slowly listening to hear the plunk of the jelly beans as the reached the end.

Maka's frown only intensified. "Papa, I can't eat a rabbit! Why would you buy this for me?"

"Maka, it's just chocolate."

"I know but it's still a bunny!" And she huffed away with her basket of goodies.

"What just happened?"

Maka got up to her room and shut the door. She emptied the baskets contents onto her bed and she giggled so loudly that she was sure her papa and mama would hear from downstairs.

"Did you give her the chocolate bunny?" Maka's mama asked. She was cooking breakfast.

"Yeah and she ran away. Maka refused to eat it because it was a bunny. I just don't understand." She could just picture her papa saying this whilst talking with his hands.

"Just don't eat it. I'm sure she'll come around... or maybe go ahead. You did a good job today anyways."

"But I thought I wasn't supposed to eat any?"

"Do you want it or not?" There was no answer. Maka had assumed that the answer was yes. She sunk her hand into the pile of candy that lined her bed, deciding on munching a cream filled egg.

The truth was that she had plenty of chocolate bunnies in her lifetime. She just didn't need this one. The ducks were plenty enough for her. Besides he had gotten this all for her, he needed something in return.

"Happy Easter papa!" She whispered sinking her teeth into another egg.

Author's Note: Okay so I could have made this longer but I decided that I don't entirely like being isolated from everything especially today. I wouldn't eat chocolate like that when I was little for some reason. I thought it was alive...

Extra Note: I keep forgetting how completely cray cray Spirit is so expect his weirdness to show up sooner or later! Today was not that day.

Happy Easter and in case I don't write an April Fool's chapter, Happy April!