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A/N: Painting with Bunny
Ch. 6- Painting and visits
I wake up and finish painting the egg before I go downstairs and eat breakfast. I then go back up to my room and grab the box with the egg inside of it. I walk past my mom who says "Be home by dinner."
"Will do mom," I say smiling. She stares at her curiously and notices the box she is carrying. Her mother's intuition start going off and she knows that I am planning something. I walk to the familiar circle of trees that I have come to know well. I open the egg shaped one and walk into the Warren.
I see one of his giant egg guards and state "Take me to Bunny please." The egg takes me to Bunny who is hopping around and giving orders. "Looks like you're busy," I say from behind him.
He turns and smiles at me. "Sheela you're back. And I guess by you having a box that you painted the egg I gave you," he says.
"Indeed I did," I say smiling and opening the box. "It's Halloween themed of course, but I figured since it was mine it should be," I say shrugging.
Bunny takes it and says "It's very detailed. You did well sheela. I think you will come in handy for helping me paint Easter eggs. Though you'll have to make them more happier looking instead of scarier."
"Haha well, I hope you'll teach me because that's basically all I paint," I say.
"Will do sheela. How about now? You've got awhile until you need to leave. I can teach you till then," Bunny offers.
"Sure. Why not," I say. He takes me to where the tiny eggs live and starts to teach me as I paint them. As I start to concentrate on painting I get in the zone and realize thanks to him I'm picking more springy colors. He chuckles at me and I snap out of my zone and stare at him. "What," I say curiously.
"You stick your tongue out slightly when you paint. It's cute," he observes as he blushes a little. I nod and go back to painting to hide the blush rising up my cheeks. I go back to painting and soon realize it's later than it seems.
"I should go back. Bye Bunny," I say.
"Bye sheela. See you later," he says. I walk back to the trees and run back home as soon as I'm on the other side of it. I run into the house in a tizzy and see my mom and dad waiting on me.
"Sorry I'm late," I say.
"Where were you," Jack asks.
"Getting inspiration for my painting," I say pulling out my drawing notebook. I open it up to the last page I drew on and it's a drawing of our forest but with flowers.
"What is this," Jack asks.
"Our forest if it was actually alive," I say.
"Where'd you get this idea," Jack asks.
"My dream. I don't know what world it was but I hope to figure it out sooner or later," I say.
"I see. While next time pay closer attention to the clock," Jack says.
"I try. But you know me. I get in my own world when I draw or paint or do anything creative," I say.
"True," Sally says. I sit down and we eat together later than we normally do. I go back up to my room and lie on my bed and smile. Seems like love is possible for someone like me after all. I fall asleep with thoughts of spring and the Warren.
Unknown to Wednesday her parents are talking downstairs. "She's changing it seems," Sally voices.
"For the better I hope," Jack says.
"She looks like she might be in love," Sally observes.
"What," Jack says paling. "But she said she'd never fall for anyone here," he voices.
"True. But she's acting like she has. Besides she said here. She has been in the forest a lot lately. Maybe who she fell for is someone on the other side of one of those doors," she says.
"I don't want her heart to break again," Jack says.
"Me either, but sometimes it teaches us a lesson. A lesson she needed to learn," she says.
A/N: Looks like her parents know she is up to something now.