Hello everyone, welcome back to my “little adventures” written for The Kestrel. Just a quick heads up- a little of this story was made up (times and dates). Enjoy!

Saturday, 4/4/26- The day before Easter: (Pre-Story)

It was a chilly morning, one where you should put on something warm before going outside, a sweatshirt would be sufficient. I had woken up to a little draft blowing into my room, but I had closed my window before going to bed. After closer examination, I saw that my window was cracked open and unlocked! After shutting it (and locking it… again), I decided to go outside with my dog. He immediately made his way into the yard where he stopped and put his head into the grass. Thinking this was weird, I walked over to see what had caught his attention. To my surprise, he was eating something. Rabbit feces.  It didn’t come to me until after the fact that the rabbits around our house were never in that area of the yard. But at the time, I brushed it off as nothing and brought my dog back inside. When I got back to my room, I noticed that the window, which I had just shut earlier that morning, was open again. Nobody was up in my house yet, so how did it get back opened again. ‘I must not have locked it,’ I thought, as I closed it for the second time. When I turned around, there was a plastic egg on the floor. Even though it was strange, I knew who was doing this. I would be interviewing him the next day week.

Sunday, 4/5/26- Easter Day (The Report)

For this story, I decided to travel across the world to Easter Bunny Inc., located in a little town in Germany: Eastarabbit.

“How did you get there?”  You may ask.

Well, all you gave to do is email them: [email protected]

I sent them an email early Sunday morning and didn’t get a response until the day before April break. When I walked into the factory, it immediately smelled like chocolate and magic (sort of). It was like Willy Wonka’s Factory except it was located in Germany. I was greeted by a guard just minutes after entering.

“You have ten minutes.” He reminded me.

After that reminder (that kind of made me more anxious), I made my way to the easter bunny’s office. When I stepped in, I was greeted by…. a big fake wall covering up something.

“Take a seat” said the voice from behind the wall, “what do you want?”

After reading off my list of questions, he thought for a minute, then answered. Here is what I was able to write down.

1. How old are you?
   1. None of your business. Do you ask everyone their age? Learn your manners.
2. Why does a bunny deliver eggs?
   1. This was the only suit… I mean… this is who I am? Are you questioning me?
      1. Yes
         1. Well then, ask better questions.
      2. What is your favorite part of your job?
         1. I hate my job.
            1. (Sigh), what do you want me to ask then?
               1. I’m sorry, I didn’t get that.

Strange, why is the easter bunny so rude and why did he respond with “I didn’t get that”?????

I had enough of the rude answers. I looked behind the wall. You wouldn’t believe what I saw…

A computer.

I had fallen for a tourist trap, and so have you.

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If you have made it this far, welcome to The Easter Club.

Here is what I really found: WILLY WANKA

“Mr. Wonka,” I said, “why do you find it funny to give kids false hope?”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t get that.”

IT WAS WONKA ROBOT!!!!

I ran out of the room and into the hallway. I heard the robot trailing behind me and getting closer. I hid in a large closet and waited until the coast was clear. After everything had gone silent, I walked out and peeked around the corner. When I turned back THE WONKA ROBOT WAS RIGHT BEHIND MEEEEEEEE

“I didn’t get that… but I hope you get this:”

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

Ah, it was just a dream… or was it?