Jack already spent most of his time outside, so the mold wasn't a huge issue for him. He worried about the mortals being forced out into the damp and the dirt though. He asked around amongst some of the less prickly folks to see if he could be of help.
Once the rain started, he found himself drifting down towards the beach. He'd found the little fishing shack on the sand, and he liked to sit up on the roof and watch the waves. Watch for the moon. It was too cloudy tonight, but he still found himself leaning back and letting the warm rain fall against his closed eyelids.
Gifts
When he woke, he found himself curled around a basket he certainly hadn't had when he fell asleep. He sat up, peering into it curiously. Were those- they were! Easter eggs! And he frowned, he'd have to take a moment later to try and analyze why he was so excited to see those here. He and the Easter Bunny were not known to get along. Or... were they? It felt like he was forgetting something important, and yet at the same time he felt just a little more settled in his skin than he was used to.
He shook the thoughts away and peered closer at the eggs. They looked cheap, not the usual quality for Bunny, and some of the designs were certainly... interesting. Though, as he looked in more detail, something started to form in his mind, just the little beginning of an idea. He took the little blue egg decorated in snowflakes and held it up to his eye. It was obviously intended for him, but did that mean, that each of the other little eggs also had a home? He tucked his egg back with the others. Only one way to find out.
He started back towards the school, making a point to approach anyone he came across on the way.
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Date: 2025-04-29 03:06 am (UTC)From:Jack already spent most of his time outside, so the mold wasn't a huge issue for him. He worried about the mortals being forced out into the damp and the dirt though. He asked around amongst some of the less prickly folks to see if he could be of help.
Once the rain started, he found himself drifting down towards the beach. He'd found the little fishing shack on the sand, and he liked to sit up on the roof and watch the waves. Watch for the moon. It was too cloudy tonight, but he still found himself leaning back and letting the warm rain fall against his closed eyelids.
Gifts
When he woke, he found himself curled around a basket he certainly hadn't had when he fell asleep. He sat up, peering into it curiously. Were those- they were! Easter eggs! And he frowned, he'd have to take a moment later to try and analyze why he was so excited to see those here. He and the Easter Bunny were not known to get along. Or... were they? It felt like he was forgetting something important, and yet at the same time he felt just a little more settled in his skin than he was used to.
He shook the thoughts away and peered closer at the eggs. They looked cheap, not the usual quality for Bunny, and some of the designs were certainly... interesting. Though, as he looked in more detail, something started to form in his mind, just the little beginning of an idea. He took the little blue egg decorated in snowflakes and held it up to his eye. It was obviously intended for him, but did that mean, that each of the other little eggs also had a home? He tucked his egg back with the others. Only one way to find out.
He started back towards the school, making a point to approach anyone he came across on the way.