by: malom_shlasters | Complete Story | Last updated Jun 5, 2009
Charlie wants to win the Easter Egg of this year at any place. But the Easter Bunny Girl will test him in a very different way... Will Charlie be able to pass the test and proclaiming the Absolute Champion?? There's some magic implied...
Chapter Description: Charlie has been training a lot to win the Easter Egg Search of this year. A bunny-like figure is so interested on him...
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This story starts long ago...
It was 1762 at an English town, and Easter was approaching.
Charles was the oldest brother of a commoner family. He didn’t go to school, and his only tasks were helping his mother to harvest the garden and taking care of his little brothers.
By that year, Charlie was 17 years old, and he couldn’t wait for Easter to come. Of all the holidays of the year, Easter was his favourite one, because he was the best boy in the whole town at the Egg Search.
Three weeks before the big day, Charlie had been waking up at 4 am every morning, in order to develop his senses in total darkness. He started taking walks under the moonlight, searching for any object he could think of (sticks of a certain kind of tree, shaped rocks, or bird’s eggs). Every morning, he would come into his room, carrying with him almost five of them. He started to make quick races with himself, to develop his speed.
His plan was waking up before anybody, and finding every hidden Easter egg, then proclaiming himself the absolute winner of the search. And, for all his boasting, he was managing to. But, unfortunately, he was failing at his religious matters.
After coming out from the celebration of that Sunday, Charlie’s mother, Susan, told off his bigger son:
“Charles: You didn’t come to the gospel. What were you thinking?”
Charles, exhausted from his training, couldn’t answer right: “Oh, mom, please... Easter will start next week”.
Susan understood his son was trying to compensate for his fault somehow.
“Well, Charles. Today, we have to start harvesting the fruits for the celebration”.
“Yes, mom”, said Charles. “I will do my best.”
Proudly, his mom advised: “And help your sister to wash her hands. Dinner will be ready in one hour.”
Charles was too excited by the next celebration, but he did everything her mother asked him, because he didn’t want to be punished and lose his chance to compete in the great Egg Search.
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The night before Easter, when the moon appeared in the skies and its starry mantle covered every light, a graceful female figure dug out from her burrow. A pair of long bunny ears leaned out from the hole, and soon the figure hopped out, walking through the woods.
The furry figure arrived in town, and looking at the dream bubbles which were coming out from one of the houses, she headed to that house, running on four feet. That dream bubble contained a powerful ambition, a wish that compelled her: the wish of winning, being the maximum champion at the egg search. Interested, the bunny girl figure took a look by the window, where she could look a mass of kids, sleeping together on a straw pile.
“What do we have here?”, bunny figure asked herself, looking at the head of the boy whom the dream was coming out, she mused, “Is this our next winner?”
Excited about finding a boy with such ambition, the Easter Bunny Girl crossed the town, but in all the night she couldn’t find another child with such winning desires.
“This might be my opportunity”, the bunny girl told herself. “Tomorrow, we will see.” And squatting on the ground, the Easter Bunny Girl proclaimed: “Now, it’s time to hide my Precious Eggs”.
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Charlie got up from bed at 3.00 a. m., came out from the house trying to not awake his brothers and sisters. It was the big day, so he went to the kitchen, ate five raisin cookies and drank a cup of milk; then, he went out to heat up his muscles in the garden. After the brief exercise, he went jogging to the town square, where the race would start at 5.00 a.m. He was the first person to arrive.
“With this time advantage,” told Charlie himself, “I won’t be defeated”. In his mind he had a clear goal: “finding all five Easter Eggs before anyone else”.
At that moment, hidden between the bushes, a beautiful woman was watching him: “Mmmh... This boy has the most competitive spirit I have ever seen”, thought, giggling, “Today will be my great day...”
At 5.15, Charlie was more than ready to the race. Other boys and girls had arrived too, must of them sleepy or lazy. No one looked like Charlie, with his total courage and will for winning. The town’s mayor said to the participants:
“Boys and girls: We will start the great race for the Egg Search”: The Easter Bunny has hidden 5 coloured Easter Eggs in the forest”; The major looked, counting about fifteen participants. “And the person who finds one of them will receive a special prize.”
Charlie thought about his plan: “One of the eggs? I will find them all! What kind of prize awaits me?!” The mayor finished his talk: “Now: ready, set... START THE RACE!”
Charlie ran through the dark woods with unsurpassed velocity; his agility let him jump in the trees and boost his speed; his senses were adapted to the darkness, so his advantages over the other participants were so numerous.
While the other, sleepy boys, entertained themselves searching at any spot for a long time, Charles’s space imagination and memory had been increased along the three weeks: he knew exactly where an egg might or might not be, and he had refined his senses to see what could or could not be a hiding place at a glance.
“The first egg... It will be only the beginning.”, started to tell to him. Charlie was so focused on finding the eggs, that he didn’t notice he was gradually separating too far from the other participants, and soon he entered to the heart of the forest. High above, a strange, rabbit-like figure was still spying at him, from the top of a tree. “Soon he will be in my burrow,” thought the figure. “And I will be able to catch him”.
Charlie look ahead and, under a pile of leaves, there was something shiny. Quickly coming nearer, he looked: IT WAS A BLUE EASTER EGG! Charlie didn’t want to lose time, so he quickly grabbed it. But the moment he took the egg in his hands, a feeling of vertigo appeared. The shapes of the forest enlarged suddenly, and everything went shady. Charlie lost consciousness for a brief moment, but he suddenly opened his eyes:
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Charlie's last Egg Search
by: malom_shlasters | Complete Story | Last updated Jun 5, 2009
Stories of Age/Time Transformation