Easter Chocs Away!

The easter Bunny looked back on the old days with a sigh, remembering when there had been four of them; The Easter Bunny; The Wester Bunny; The Norther Bunny and The Souther Bunny, each of them charged with the duty of bringing joy to the children of the world.

“But then Baron Von Gloomweasel came”, he said to himself, a tear running out of his left eye and over his whiskers as he started up the engine of his white egg shaped sky-ship, “And now there’s only one of us”.

“Don’t worry, Easter”, said his yellow fluffy chick co-pilot, Chucky, sitting behind him, “We’ve got to keep the spirit of Springtime joy going in the hearts of children”.

“You’re right”, said he Easter Bunny, determinedly, pulling down his flying goggles and slamming a big, furry, pink forepaw down on a red button marked “Egg-nition”, “Let’s go and deliver some chocolate eggs”.

From the back of the Easter bunnies Flying Egg-Ship, rainbow coloured rocket flame burst and the Easter bunny went soaring through the skies, over the rainbow and past the rising sun and, whenever he saw the house of a good little boy or girl appear on his radar screen, he would press another button; one that would start flashing bright yellow and making a loud clucking noise like a chicken, and then a chocolate egg would fall from the bottom of his egg ship down the chimney of the house and roll or bounce all the way upstairs to the child’s bedroom.

But, as he was flying over the Atlantic ocean on his way to deliver eggs to the children of Great Britain, from behind a cloud came the evil Baron Von Gloomweasle in a bi-plane; both his gloom guns blazing.

“Look out Easter”, said Chucky, from behind him, “Baron Von Gloom Weasel as ten o’clock”.

“When?”, asked Easter, looking at his big round pink, Easter bunny watch.

“Up there”, said Chucky, pointing with the tip of his wing.

Looking up, just in time, the Easter bunny saw the bi-plane of Baron Von Gloomweasel diving towards them and heard the Baron shouting, “Ha! Ha! I have you in my sights now, Bunny. There is no escaping the Baron”.

“Oh no”, said the Easter Bunny, “We are going to need some back up chucky”.

So then his co-pilot, speaking into the white, egg shaped handset of their 2-way radio, said, “Calling all birds! Calling all birds! Easter Bunny in trouble; repeat, Easter Bunny in trouble”.

Immediately, all around them, flapping little wings and chirping, the Easter Bunny saw thousands of birds appear; swallows, swifts and martens; bluebirds; blackbirds; larks and robins and, the moment they all saw Gloomweasel’s bi-plane, they knew what to do.

Suddenly, the wicked baron was being dive bombed from left and right by birds, pecking at his red helmet with their beaks.

“Ach! You feathery schweinhunds”, yelled the baron, shaking a leather gloved fist at them.

Unfortunately for the baron, however, when he was being distracted by all the mischievous birds, he wasn’t looking where his plane was flying and, just at that moment, from below them, the Easter Bunny and Chucky heard a loud, enormous bang as the barons bi-plane went crashing into a tall tree.

“I’ll get you next Easter, Easter Bunny”, shouted the baron angrily as,crawling out of the wreckage of his plane, he saw the Easter Bunny's egg ship soaring high above him.

But then, looping and whirling and weaving expertly with his egg-ship, the Easter bunny wrote a message across the bright blue sky in words 50 feet high, “Happy Easter to All”, it said.