I just realized something guys: As of yesterday, I've been writing for the Cause of Death fandom for a year. How strange. I don't think I've stuck to one fandom for so long. Either way, thanks for a great year and here's to another one!

"I'm so gonna beat you this year!" I boasted to Ken, sticking out my chest. Oscar poked me and I poked him back.

"No way, man," Oscar grinned.

"Way," I snapped back.

"I have to agree with Oscar," Ken said. I glared at him. "Because I'm going to win." Oscar and I both shoved him down.

I stood in a line full of rabid, hungry, overly excited kids waiting for that horn to blow to dominate the open field. We all wanted that special little plastic egg full of chocolate, candy, and surprises. I held my wicker basket with a big blue bow tightly in my fist. Mom gave me the bow on purpose. Blue. And to be safe, she dressed me in blue so she won't lose me when we run out to grab our prize.

"Not cool," Ken scowled as he stood back up.

"Hey fuzz balls!" Natara called as she skipped past us holding her basket full of eggs and wearing a crown on her head. "Guess who just won the girl's egg hunt?"

She smiled and pointed up at her crown. "That's right, me." Ken stuck out his tongue and Oscar made a face. I just rolled my eyes.

Natara wrinkled her nose. "Whatever. You're all fuzz balls. Hope you lose." She skipped away with the bottom of her pale blue dress swished at her knees and her basket of eggs swinging at her side.

"Ready, set, GO!"

The horn blew

I sighed. I promised Oscar I would stick with him, but all he wanted to do was crawl around in the bushes. I had to pull him out twice so I can get at least an egg for him. I already had ten and Oscar had none. I would have shared my eggs with him but I checked inside of them first and I couldn't pass off some of the chocolate inside. And I swear there was a dollar in one of them.

"Oscar," I whined. "Get out of there!"

"No!" I kicked at the bushes and heard him yell. Shawn whizzed past us with like a bajillion eggs.

"Oscar!" I shouted. I pulled at his leg but he just kicked at me. Growling, I pushed myself into a bush and saw Oscar petting something small and yellow in his hands. I never noticed it before but there were some chirps coming from in here. Oscar laughed.

"I found birds."

I put my basket down and shook my head. I took the chick from Oscar's hands. He protested loudly.

"Oscar, don't touch them. Their mom is gonna get mad."

It's true. Last time we when to a field trip, we went to a farm. Natara picked up one of the chicks and the chicken began to chase and peck at her. It was funny but Natara was crying, so I guess it wasn't funny. Oscar picked up another one and placed it in his basket full of eggs. I stopped and stared at him.

"Where did you get those eggs?" I pointed. I think he had more than Shawn. He lead me towards the other side of he bush where a group of girls were wildly chatting about their dresses. He pointed to the unguarded baskets. I smiled. Sneaky Oscar. I was glad for the first time since promising to stay with him during the egg hunt. Oscar grabbed another fist full of eggs and put them back in his basket where all the chicks were chirping.

A whistle blew and we knew the hunt was over. Oscar and I crawlled back out with leafs in our hair and dirt on our knees but with the biggest smiles on our faces. I got my eggs and he got his chicks.

Oscar won for his eggs but he gave me his crown. He was pleased with the tiny bird he managed to keep. His mom wasn't so keen on keeping them but it all turned out well.

At the end of the day, with aching bellies full of chocolate, I have to say this has been the best Easter ever.