Pasta walked through the open field.
Easter would be coming soon and she was enjoying herself. The sun shone down
on her arms and she felt the fantastic warmth of the first real summer day.
She was whistling a tune, skipping, dancing and jumping on a made-up
song. If it was up to her, that day was to go on forever. No worries, no
problems, just fun!
"The world is great!" she yelled in one of those spur of the moment kind of
"The world is not great." a voice suddenly answered.
"How can you say that on a day like today?" she asked back
"Because it's easter."
"But Easter is part of the fun! You get chocolate eggs and get to stay home
"And how do you think the eggs get to you?"
"Well my parents bought them. They do it every year."
"No they don't! That's just a made up story to make parents look good. I
bring round all the eggs!"
Pasta looked around confused. No-one could bring around all those eggs. Not
in one day, even with the time difference. She didn't see anyone near her in
the field. Just the grass flowing in the wind and the clouds in the sky.
"Look down." the voice suddenly said.
Pasta felt something pulling her shorts. She looked down and saw a bunny. A
very white bunny.
"What are you?" she asked.
"The EasterBunny of course."
"Aren't you supposed to be brown?"
"See, that's another fable. I'm for real though. And life isn't fun for me
"My legs hurt.from all the running."
"I would help you if I could. Really." Pasta said, feeling sorry for the
"You can." It said, it's eyes strangely glowing smart.
"Oh no, I can't! I can't run around carrying eggs."
"Not alone, but I could get you some help."
Pasta knew she had been lured into a trap. She couldn't refuse anymore, her
parents had told her it was bad. But her parents had also told her there was
no such thing as the Easter Bunny. Well she could understand they wanted to
at least look a bit good in the eyes of their children once they started
growing up. It was a rough time for parents.
"I'll do it, but I'll need some serious help."
"Good. That's one night in the year you'll help me and as a reward you get
your helper and an extra egg every year. Sound good?" The Bunny asked her
looking all innocent again. Maybe she had dreamt the sly intelligence in his
"It's a deal." At least she could tell people she knew the Easter Bunny.
Pascha smiled, not that they would believe her. They would say, 'girl you're
17, start acting you age." But she'd know.
"How do I get this helper?"
The bunny took out a strange device labelled 'Calculator' and started
pushing in numbers and words. Finally it beeped and gave off a strange
fluorescent pink line.
"We follow the line and we will get there." The bunny said.
Pasta followed the line with her eyes and saw it suddenly bend up into the
"I can't go up there." she said, "Besides there's no air in space."
"Who says we're going into space?" Bunny asked.
"Well the line points up."
"Don't ask questions, just follow it." Bunny said and started hopping in the
direction the line pointed. Pasta shrugged and followed Bunny. When they got
to the bend up she suddenly felt she wasn't home anymore. Hadn't Alice in
Wonderland also followed a bunny into a strange wonderland?
"Where are we?" She asked.
"Where we need to be." Bunny said.
"And that is..."
"No place really, Lantessama only exists outside time and space. But here
you will get your helper."
Bunny gestured her to be quiet and follow him into a big cavern. Inside it
was dark, to dark to make out anything other than the white tail of the
Suddenly the tail vanished and Bunny's head appeared. He blinked at her and
gestured she should come quick.
"The humans laid the eggs in a small room. But Easter wouldn't be Easter
without an Egg Hunt!"
The Easter Bunny picked up one of the big strangely coloured eggs and walked
outside. Careful not to drop one Pasta took 2 and followed the bunny, one
egg under each arm.
Outside she could see more clearly and dropped the eggs of all over the
Isle. It would be fun tomorrow.
"What now?" she asked when the bunny and she were done.
"Now we sign you up as Bonder and I'm out of here. Have fun with the hunt."
he said and winked.
"How do I know which Egg is right for me?" she asked.
"The eggs know."
With that strange quote he left her alone.
The next morning Pasta was rudely
awakened by a man tripping over her. Maybe she shouldn't have slept in front
of the entrance to the special clutch sands, but he should have looked
Pasta turned around and saw a big angry lizard looking down at her. She
"God let's hope this is just a dream." she prayed.
dragons won't hurt you, unless you take their eggs." the man said.
"The eggs yesterday weren't protected."
she said, still confused.
"The eggs? You know where the eggs are?"
"Yeah, I helped the Easter Bunny hide them for an Egg Hunt."
"The Easter Bunny?"
"Yeah, fun little bunny, snowy white and very pushy." Pasta got up, "My name is Pasta and the
Easter Bunny said I would get one of the eggs if I helped him."
"The Easter Bunny can't grant you a dragon."
Lucas said a bit annoyed about the whole situation.
"Well he did sign me in on the Bonder
"Oh." Lucas said. "Well you can help ME now with the other bonders."
Pasta helped and soon the 7 other bonders were ready to look for the eggs.
Only two others were human, the rest were, well freaky. A lot of bunnies and
When the sign to start was given Pascha made her way to the first egg she
had hidden. Maybe, she thought, she had grabbed that one for a reason. She
still remembered where she had hidden it. To the back of the Isle behind
some dunes. She started running when she noticed another bonder following
her. It was the young boy with brown hair. He shouldn't reach the eggs
Suddenly a small bunny passed her, swift as the wind. What was happening?
She looked back. The boy was gone. The bunny? Pasta couldn't really make
sense of it but all she cared about was that the bunny was heading away from
Pasta sat down next to it and waited, looking out to the ocean. Finally it
hatched. The nose pierced through first. Glistening orange, then an ear
peeped through and soon the whole dragon-bunny was out.
"My name's Pascha." it said,
"I want to let you know I'll be
taking my task seriously."
"How can you know about your task?"
The bunny pushed up some imaginary glasses and said: "I read your mind."
"Can you do that?"
"Sure I can!"
"What number am I thinking of?"
"Hmmm, lucky guess?"
Pascha looked at her bond in a way that made clear it hadn't been luck.
"So how will you help me distribute eggs?" Pasta asked.
"I can bolt." the bunny shrugged.
"Yes, bolt." Suddenly the orange bunny
was gone and a small orange lightning bolt flickered toward the tables with
food. Once there Pascha returned, waving at Pasta.
Pascha jumped through the meadows
dropping one egg after the other, hiding them in patches of grass, behind
logs of wood, Inside boxes, in the middle of a circle of mushrooms... He
dropped them everywhere for it was his job to help hide them. Soon a group
of children would come to look for their eggs.
"Are you ready?" Pasta called.
"I should really punish that easter bunny." Pasta sighed, "I help out for
more than a night a year."
"I'm the one helping." Pascha quipped.
"Yeah yeah, but I'm here too, on the lookout, and i'm slower because I can't
bolt like you."
"I know. You also hide the eggs too well."
"They are supposed to be hidden."
"People are supposed to find them so that none get
"Perfectionist." Pasta called.
"What child would find the egg there?"
Pascha asked, pointing at Pasta's back pocket.
"Hey, it's payment. one egg per job."
"Me too!" Pascha called.
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