I trudged unenthusiastically behind my little sister, Amy, as she darted around the woods. Every so often she would pause and look behind a rock or at the base of a tree trunk, before carrying on.
Her and several other small children were taking part in the Easter egg hunt hosted by my best friend Mandy's parents. And I had been saddled with the job of making sure Amy didn't fall and cut her leg, get lost or become lunch for a rabid squirrel.
"Georgia look I found one, I found one!" She screeched, charging towards me and waving the brightly wrapped egg so close to my face I was took a step back as a precautionary measure. Faking a smile, I said in my cheeriest voice,
"Well done clever clogs! Why don't you put it in the basket and go find some more?" This was answered with another squeak of enthusiasm as she placed the egg in the basket (that I was carrying) and ran off again within seconds.
Letting out a sigh of relief that the screaming thing had departed, I leaned against a nearby tree. I would move when she left my sight-but right now I really needed to rest.
Sliding down the trunk I sat down on the soft dirt floor and reaching into my jumper pocket to get my phone. My hands found nothing but air.
"Shit!" I hissed, frantically checking every pocket attached to me. I looked back the way we had come in despair-the Easter egg hunt had been going on for at least 40 minutes, there's no way I'd be able to find it. Jumping up, I began scanning the ground in a four metre radius around me.
"Don't worry, I've found it." I voice called from behind me and I spun around, expecting to see a parent or older sibling holding my phone, and almost screamed when I saw a fluffy white rabbit, brandishing my mobile. He was a carrying a basket much like the one I myself was holding and had a colourful bow around his neck. The realisation hit me almost instantly.
"Oh dear god you're the Easter Bunny!" I exclaimed, carefully taking the phone off him and placing it back in my pocket.
"Well if you're done stating the blindingly obvious, I think your next words are supposed to be 'Thank you'." He told me rather matter-of-factly, rolling his eyes. I stood staring at him in utter disbelief.
"You're . . . You're a rab . . . a rabbit."
"Yes, Yes I am."
"You're a talking . . . rabbit."
"Also correct, you're good at this aren't you?" He said sarcastically. We stared at each other in silence for a few seconds. My brain was still trying to wrap itself around the idea that I was having a conversation with a talking rabbit that had found my mobile phone. I took a deep breath and began speaking in a much more composed fashion.
"Ok right, Hello, Thank you for finding my phone, and goodbye. I would love to stay and chat but the concept of having a conversation with an Easter Bunny is confusing on more levels than my brain can handle. It was nice meeting you." And with that I turned on my heel and headed over to my sister-who had been studying a fallen tree trunk so closely she was oblivious to what had just happened. When I looked back, the Easter Bunny was still there, staring at me in a bemused way. I glowered at him, and made a shooing gesture with my hand. I did not want to be held responsible for the mental breakdown of Amy if she saw him.