“With a small handling fee.”
Robin Hood* #quote
Today I had an Easter dinner with my family, it was scrumptious. Plus seizures were down so that was nice too.
Anyway onto the flash fiction!
Who Really Hides The Eggs
Hey guess what kids? The Easter Bunny doesn't hide the eggs! He can't possibly do that, there are way to many yards and way too many bushes. The sad truth is...he's management. He just pays and orders around the people who really hide the eggs. Yup, the lazy guy doesn't do it himself. We do. Who's we?
Well the gophers. Like me, Greg the Gopher. I work as an Easter Egg hider. The actual day is the worst, harshest day of the job but training all year round is also a nightmare too. We have to learn the lighting-fast reflexes and train for the lighting speed needed to dash around and hide the eggs perfectly then hide the eggs without being discovered. Even perfectly covering up our own burrows, tunneling in upon ourselves while managing not to accidentally collapse the burrow on our head. All while wearing a bunny costume to maintain the Easter Bunny image if a single glimpse is caught of our covert op.
So remember kids, it isn't the Easter Bunny that hides the eggs, he outsources his labor to the gophers. The gopher elite. Be proud when you discover one.