(A/N: Glad to see about a few of you are actually reading my not-so-good fanfiction. The fanfiction of a minor author on the site. (I have issues.)
Anyway, here's the next chapter of "Everything Would Be Different".)
Disclaimer: I still don't own anything except for Astra and the alternate universes. Will Joyce and Dreamworks can take credit.
E. Aster Bunnymund
"Aster!" a voice called from inside the building. His ears twitched, and he looked back into the house.
"Why? What is it, Astra?" he asked, hopping into the house and finding his new wife hunched over a brew that she was probably making.
"I've done it!" she said merrily. "I've found the cure for my infertility problem!" Aster blinked for a few times, his green eyes wide under his emerald glasses. Then he beamed. "Really?"
"Yes, really!" She pulled the ladle out of the pot, revealing a purple-colored liquid that had about the same viscosity of honey. "It smells strange, and probably tastes even worse, but it's bound to work."
"Would you like some of my 'special' chocolate to go with that?" He whispered into her ear, and it twitched in anticipation. Astra giggled. "Don't overdo it; we know what your chocolate can do to us Pookas."
"Who knows, maybe it'll bring some special advantages tonight." They both smiled at each other, and then kissed.
Little did they know that the children of a certain world that was under siege by darkness needed hope. They needed healing and the chocolate and the eggs that only a certain rabbit could bring.
Even if it meant he had no one else to give it to.
E. Aster Bunnymund was supposed to be a Guardian, fighting the darkness that covered the far planet and bringing hope with the coming of spring.
Instead he was here, with his wife. Perhaps he would be happier in this timeline, maybe he would be happier in the other. One can never know for sure, not even the little girl who made the fateful wish.
Maybe it was for the best.
We fly away from the Golden Age worlds, and move forward in time. We move to that planet in distress, the one we call Earth. Many of its greatest heroes came from Earth itself. But many of them never rose because they never knew what they could do.