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Buttercup felt her whole face glowing, it was all she could do to keep herself from squealing. "Easter Bunny?" she squeaked.

Slowly, she climbed off him, "I didn't hurt you did I? You're not going to run away, are you?"

Easter Bunny stood up, dusting himself off. "You made me spill my eggs," said Easter Bunny halfheartedly, trying to gather up his spilled eggs. Picking one up, he looked at it, "This one's broken, I can't give this out." He reached for another, "This one too."

Buttercup's eyes lit as she thought of an idea, "Hey, I know where we can get a few extra eggs. There's a hen pen just a little bit away, they're friends of mine, I'm sure they'll be more than willing to offer a few eggs for the cause." She didn't mention that perhaps one might be laying at this hour and maybe they could by chance get to witness the event together.

Easter Bunny looked at her, "Yeah, that'll be fine, won't quite be the same as the ones we make back home, but I don't think anyone will notice." He picked up another egg, split wide open down the center. Easter Bunny sighed, "It's only a plastic one, but the candy's gone."

Buttercup looked around on the ground and located a Reese's mini. She held it up for him. "A buttercup. Just like my name." She fluttered her eyes at him.

Easter Bunny took the candy and put it in the plastic egg, closing it up with a sigh. "Yeah, I should be going. Oh wait, the eggs, I don't know what I'm doing anymore."

Buttercup led the way to the chicken coop, glancing at Easter Bunny with admiring eyes every few hops. Easter Bunny was really feeling put on the spot.

Finally, they entered the chicken coop, and Buttercup looked around. All was silent, and Buttercup felt a slight disappointment, no hens were laying. Well not eggs at least, they were laying in laziness sure 'nuff (But seeing as it was way late, Buttercup figured she should let that pass, though she wanted to see some action here.)

A hen cracked open an eye and looked at Buttercup wearily. "What are you doing here?"

"Well," began Buttercup, "I was here looking for some eggs-"

"Aren't you always," another hen interrupted.

"I'm looking for some eggs," Buttercup continued, "For my good friend Easter Bunny."

That's when the first hen noticed the other figure in the room, and jumped up in shock. "Easter Bunny!" she cried, followed by a loud agonized squawk. Buttercup realized with joy that the shock had just jolted an egg from her poor body.

The other hens, alerted by the first hen's cry woke up as well, "Easter Bunny!" "Easter Bunny!" "Easter Bunny!" each giving out their own screams of pain as they all had eggs of shock jolted from them.

Best egg laying scenario ever.

Buttercup turned to Easter Bunny, "Is that enough eggs?" she asked, giving him the sweet eyes.

As they exited the coop, they could hear the loud sounds of moaning from all the hens still sore from their eggs.

"Egg laying," Buttercup mused, "Must be painful. I pity all of them who have to suffer such agony."

"Yeah," Easter Bunny said flatly. Buttercup looked at him, by his tone, he knew a thing or two about Egg Laying that he wasn't letting on. Makes sense though, some hen had to lay all those eggs he hides on Easter someway.

"Can you imagine laying an egg?" Buttercup went on "Your body being expanded beyond all reasoning because somehow that's 'natural', and the experience is so intense you can't do anything but scream?" Buttercup paused, "That'd be so weird if it happened to me. Can you imagine?"

Easter Bunny tried to keep his gaze straight, "Yes, that would be weird to imagine."

"Did you know, I'm a girl?"

"Yeah, I kind of figured that."

"And sometimes, I also, sometimes I go pee."

"Yeah, I'm sure everybody does."

"Yeah, well no one can do it like a girl."

"Can we please not talk about this? I have a lot of work to do, and I don't have time to deal with... crushy feelings of a girl."

Buttercup's eyes lit up, "So you admit it! You have a crush on me!"

Easter Bunny turned around to look at her, "Listen, I have to go, I have millions of places to get to by morning, I really don't have time to stick around and talk about who I do and don't... have crushes on."

He looked Buttercup in the eyes, and she looked back. They stood that way for a long moment.

Suddenly, Buttercup's eyes lit with determination.

"I'm coming with you."

Easter Bunny eyes widened a little, and he stared at her a moment longer.

"Okay," he finally said.

And that's how their relationship began.

It was a long night. Like really long.

"Even with different time zones," Easter Bunny explained, "There would be no way to deliver so many eggs to the kids from all around the world in 24 hours. So, we magically slow down time in order to get it done in time."

"Well, wouldn't you become too tired to function eventually?" Buttercup asked after what seemed like somewhere in the a-millionth hour, still feeling mysteriously fine.

"Not really," Easter Bunny said, "Although it may seem like a million hours, your body still perceives it as only 24."

Still, it's a lot of work for 24 hours.

So Easter Bunny and Buttercup spent the night delivering eggs. After a while Easter Bunny began to warm up to Buttercup, and eventually, they found themselves laughing and joking with eachother, making the night more enjoyable (though about half the jokes turned out to be about eggs for some reason), so that as the night wore on, it seemed like they had already grown good friends. (Spending a night together that feels like a million can have that effect).

Still, Buttercup still had her strange interests, and Easter Bunny seriously had no idea how to feel about them.

"Girls have the best screams," Buttercup said, "That's why they're the ones to give birth."

Bambii looked at her, "I can't tell if you hate girls or if in some weird way, or you're proud to be one."

"I can't either," Buttercup tittered.

Bambii rolled his eyes. He actually respected girls, he just thought birth and eggs were an unfortunate circumstance that they all must go through. Now this girl was making him question everything he thought he knew by acting like that "unfortunate circumstance" was the funniest thing you'd ever heard. He sighed. Each to her own he guessed. He wondered how she would react if she was faced with that unfortunate circumstance herself. His gut twisted. Maybe it wouldn't be long until they found out. However weird her topic of interest, he did find her enthusiasm very...

He shook his head. Did he really want to involve her in this whole Easter Bunny business? He'd have to find somebody eventually to help him carry on the Easter Bunny tradition, but it was rough work, could he really ask it upon anybody? He'd hate to dampen Buttercup's bright spirit, no matter how fixated it was on... weird things.

Buttercup on the other paw looked at Easter Bunny deep in his thoughts. She kind of felt bad for him, he'd never get to experience the event of labor like she would, the pressure, the pain that would totally consume her very being... He was missing out. Poor males.

And it would only be through him that labor would be possible in her life in the first place.

Buttercup blushed. She was already planning their marriage. How embarrassing. (And cute, any thought about Easter Bunny had to be a cute thought she realized.)

The night wore on. Even if Easter Bunny's body only responded to 24 hours of work, 24 hours of non-stop work still gets you tired.

Finally, hopping down a quiet highway, feeling all droopy, Easter Bunny stopped.

"Are you okay?" Buttercup asked, "You look as tired as a kiwi who just laid eggs." (Easter Bunny was growing used to these egg references by now.)

"Yeah," Easter Bunny said, "I just need a coffee. Come on, I know an all-night convenient store open nearby."

So they found themselves at a roadside Flying J's, Easter Bunny pouring himself a cup of joe with lots of creamer, Buttercup browsing the candy aisle.

"Easter Bunny," sighed the cashier gruffly, "You know I get paid by the hour, I don't appreciate having my job thrown into your time bubble."

Buttercup came up carrying a Twix and a pack of M&M's to find Easter Bunny and the cashier glaring eachother down. What was going on?

Suddenly, the two burst out laughing. Just one of them friendly rivalries she guessed.

"Anything for the Easter Bunny," the cashier finally admitted, "At least I'm lucky enough to personally know you're real every year when you buy our coffee." He looked at Buttercup stopping at the counter with her candy. "This your new girlfriend?"

"No, just a friend," Easter Bunny said.

"Yep, girlfriend," Buttercup said, then gave Easter Bunny a displeased look. Easter Bunny just shrugged.

As they left the convenient store, Easter Bunny looked at her candy as she unwrapped it. "You know, I already got some of those in my basket."

"Eh," Buttercup shrugged, taking a bite, "You think I'll die from eating this chocolate?"

Easter Bunny shook his head, "Neh, I think it's fine as long as you're part of the Easter Magic."

Buttercup looked at Easter Bunny, eyes glowing. "Easter Bunny, do you like me?"

Easter Bunny looked back, his eyes softening, "Actually, it's Bambii, Easter Bunny's just my title, not my name." Easter Bunny swallowed, "And yes, I think I do like you."

Buttercup screamed. She threw herself at Easter Bunny in a hug. "I love you! I love you! I love you!" She screamed.

Finally, Bambii managed to pull away.

"Hold on," he said, "We've only known eachother for one night."

"One really, really long night." Buttercup corrected.

Easter Bunny looked at her. It was true, it felt like they already knew eachother for a lifetime. Longer than the entire lifespan most rabbits even live actually. Still, he was still bothered by the _one_fact.

"Hey, after this is all over," Easter Bunny suggested, "Why don't I take you to the Easter Bunny headquarters and show you around. You can meet my Mom, we can something to eat, get some rest, and talk about this tomorrow."

Buttercup didn't know if this was a rejection or if Easter Bunny (Bambii, she reminded herself with a giggle, What a cute name) genuinely just wanted to discuss stuff better after some rest, but with a sigh, she decided it was best not to push it.

So the night continued, one yard after another, fields, any property where kids roamed, Easter Bunny and Buttercup hid the brightly colored (and sometimes plastic :(...) Eggs. It was fun enough work, but exhausting. When they finally reached the last place, they were ready to call it a night.

Bambii led Buttercup into a forest as the Sun finally began to rise over the treetops. They stopped in front of an ordinary looking tree, although maybe bigger than most the others in the area, and Bambii pointed to a rabbit hole in the base. "Down there," he said.

Bambii scampered down the hole, and Buttercup followed after him.

As soon as she entered, she hit the slope. Instantly she was tumbling down a chute-

And out onto the floor of a large factory.

Buttercup gasped. Though the factory looked closed down for the night, all the machinery off and cold, sunlight was pouring in through skylights in the ceiling. Colors were everywhere, various work stations, and pipes apparently leading which way and that appearently to carry eggs to their proper destination.

Buttercup didn't have much time to awe though before they were greeted by an elderly female rabbit.

"Bambii, you're back, how was the night?" She embraced her boy, then turned her attention to Buttercup. "Oh, I see you succeeded at finding yourself a Mrs. Easter Bunny? Hello, I'm Bambii's mother, the previous Mrs. Easter Bunny."

"No, no!" Bambii stuttered as Buttercuplooked at him quizzically, "She found me."

Bambii's mother looked at him knowingly. "That's the way it usually works. It helps that you find a willing Soul."

Buttercup looked at Bambii and Mrs. Easter Bunny confused. "What are you talking about? So is Easter Bunny going to propose to me?" Buttercup felt her eyes glowing. Bambii looked away guiltily.

"The job of Mrs. Easter Bunny is never an easy one," Mrs. Easter Bunny explained, "Come on, let me get you something to eat, you must be starving."

As Mrs. Easter Bunny led them through the factory, Buttercup caught more glimpses of the intricate workings of what must surely make the Easter Eggs what the wonders that they were, though much of it, she wasn't quite sure of how it worked. But still, something was missing. Buttercup felt her heart sinking. She didn't see any nests, any feathers any... poo. Maybe they just weren't in the right spot, but she saw no indication that they had ever been here at all.

"Where are all the chickens?" Buttercup asked finally, her heart stopping.

Mrs. Easter Bunny turned back to look at her. "We don't have any chickens here."

"But then... who lays all the eggs?" The sinking hole opened up in Buttercup's stomach. Had they finally switched to all plastic?

They stopped in what seemed to be the center of the factory, a spectacular giant egg of all colors stood in the center almost reaching to the ceiling. But Buttercup almost didn't notice it, she just looked at Bambii and his mother anxiously.

Bambii hesitated. "That's why I didn't want to ask you if you wanted to marry me. Buttercup, there is something you have to know... The one who lays all the eggs..."

Mrs. Easter Bunny looked at her seriously, "...is you."