BunnymundXReader: Nature's Gift pg10Summary:BunnymundXReader: Nature's Gift pg10 by Chibichibiichigo
I blame this stupid hole I fall in. If it wasn’t because of it, I won’t fall in love with a giant bunny. Bunnymund x You.Chapter 10: My true selfI woke up and saw the black sand still curling around me. My tears flowed down once again, yearning for at least sunlight to show up under this place. One of my hands was not being chained into that black sand. I moved it slowly and noticed a small bump in my pocket. I bring it out and noticed it was my pan pipe.
“But how?” I asked to myself. “I’m sure I left this when bunny gave me the flower wreath…”
The old voice spoke into my head. Play it…
So I did. I played unconsciously, letting my mouth and hands do the job. The sound* echoed around and heard somebody scream. I paused for a moment and saw Pitch advancing towards me. I played the pan pipe once more and noticed that lots of flowers, from common to the rarest kind, grew out of the ground. A large (f/c) tulip appeared
Fluffeh~ - ReaderxBunny(mund)“What. Is. That?” I could ask nothing else as I looked at the – I’ll have to admit – most adorable little ball of fluff I’d ever seen held in Jack’s arms.Fluffeh~ - ReaderxBunny(mund) by SuperQatarGirl
“This,” Jack proclaimed and lifted up the little grey fluff-bunny, “is the Easter bunny.”
“Wait,” I said suddenly and looked up at Jack’s face. “I thought you said he was 1.80 tall?”
“I would be,” the little rabbit suddenly spoke, and boy did he sound Australian, “if that Nature girl hadn’t been up to no good.”
““Nature girl”?” I asked and cocked an eyebrow.
“Mother Nature,” Jack said shortly and I nodded curtly.
“She’s just as bad as Popsicle,” the rabbit mumbled crossly and looked to be pouting, and that did not help him look less cuddly.
I pointed a careful finger at the mini Easter bunny and made sure to make eye contact with Jack. He looked at me curio
*~*BunnymundxReader~*~*It was the anual Easter Egg hunt. Growing up, it was the only thing you still really loved about your childhood. You remembered all the old egg hunts with your friends, laughing and giggling as you ran around and having contests. But today, you got help younger children search for eggs. Since you and your friends were older now, you got to be helpers. It was job you were happy to accept, if it meant searching for the legendary Easter Bunny.*~*BunnymundxReader~*~* by 1meh8
Every time you told your friends about it, they laughed. They respected your likes and opinions, but they felt as if stil believing in something like that was silly.
I'll show them whose silly..you whispered to yourself, while taking a hand of a younger girl and and leading her towards some bushes. You were getting good at figuring out where the bunny hid is precious eggs.
But not all of it was fun. Sometimes it got a little boring, watching all the kids running around and having fun. However, your mother dropped by to bring some 'extra suppl