Talk:Wererabbit/@comment-25601391-20150405111318/@comment-26115871-20150416185517

"So you're the one who took my wife's eggs!"

". . . oops."

Long story short, soon the little thief was last seen hopping away as fast as she can while my cockatrice wife is running after her. It's been ten days now, and several little children are running around, with baby cockatrices following them. My wife and the easter bunny have only been mentioned to me by passerby, and according to what I'm hearing they're all the way on the other side of the continent, no signs of being exhausted.

GOD Easter's a weird holiday.