Chapter 6

Jack couldn't help but laugh as he watched Thomas and Helene argue over something they call a holiday. Tomorrow was something they called Easter and when Jack asked what it was, well his mother stated plain and simple that Easter was the best holiday of the year. To which Thomas instantly denied saying Christmas was the best, who could beat a jolly man delivering toys to all the boys and girls in one night.

"The Easter Bunny delivers and hides millions of eggs for children all over the world, he creates a game, hides them for the children to find them..." Helene defends but Jack stopped listening after he heard Bunny. Could it be? Could there be another Pooka?

Hope bloomed in his chest at that thought, even when a little voice at the back of his head told him no he was the last Pooka. But that thought was easily ignored as the excitement for tomorrow welled up in him.

"Can we go egg hunting tomorrow? Maybe I can spot the Easter Bunny!" Jack exclaimed excitedly from his spot near the window.

Thomas and Helene stopped their debate and stared at their son. One of disbelief the other of pure joy.

"Of course we can sweetheart!" Helene states proudly while giving her love a smug grin.

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The next morning Jack woke with a smile as the sunlight filtered through the window. With a shout he shot off the bed and ran to wake Thomas and Helene.

"Wake up! Wake up its Easter! We need to go bunny and egg hunting!" he yelled happily causing Thomas to groan tiredly and for Helene to laugh.

"Okay sweetheart we will leave after we dress and eat." Helene laughs as she carefully lifted herself from the bed, frowning as she realised she was stuck. Jack smiled and held out his hands to help her up before dashing back out into the main part of their cabin to find something to eat.

The Overland family was considered poor but Thomas worked hard to provide food for his wife and son. Jack helped when he could, searching for fruits and hunting. Though he very rarely hunted, he was an animal and he only did so when Thomas and Helene needed the nutrients the animal could provide.

"Jack are you ready?" Helene asks from the door, her hand holding a basket that she had weaved long ago.

"Yes!" Jack exclaims, rushing to her side and hopping from one foot to another in his excitement as they waited for Thomas.

"Alright my Easter egg hunters I am coming, just be patient." He chuckles before pulling his deer skin cloak around him and headed out the door, leading them to the pond and clearing the children hunted.

Jack quickly dashed off as soon as the basket was placed him his hands, his eyes searching everywhere for the little colourful eggs his mother told him about. The hope of not being the last from the night before still swelled within him.

A snap from a shrub cause Jack to spin around and move towards the noise, his ears straining for anymore noise and once again he cursed whoever transformed him into this form. He still had better senses but not as much as he used to, or the reflexes and powers. He lost his Pooka Spirit.

Another snap of a twig caused Jack to shake his head clear and began to look into the bushes, freezing as he heard Helene call for him. Shaking his head once more he glanced down to see a beautiful painted egg at his feet. With a smile he plucked it from the grass and ran back towards Helene and Thomas, he could have sworn though as he glanced over his shoulder once more that he could see green eyes peering back at him.

E. Aster Bunnymund watched hidden from the shrubbery, relief flooding his very core. He had been spotted yes, the boy was his first child to see him; his first true believer - no matter how little the boy saw of him.

The boy was special, not only because he saw him or his age but there was something else about him Aster couldn't place. But it gave him hope, for what he didn't know but there was hope none the less. And ass he carefully edged his way out from the trees he couldn't help but smile.

A/N: Some bunnymund! How did you like it?

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