Hey, guys. This story is actually adopted from Captain Valkyrie's story "My father". It's going to be a bit different.

In my story Jack will be 10 years old or younger when he saves his sister who was 5 or 6 years old. I want to have a father\son relationship between Bunny and Jack because I believe they would be adorable like this.

I really hope you like it.

P.S.: English is not my first language so I'm sorry for any mistakes I made or will make.

Here we go… Wish me luck!

E. Aster Bunnymund was carefully placing what he considered to be a perfect painted, blue and green, Easter egg under a bush, when he sensed someone coming.

He frowned. Children weren't supposed to come for at least 20 more minutes. Sure, there were always a few kids who would wake up earlier to go on the egg hunt, but never this early.

Bunny silently looked at the stranger from behind the tree he was hiding. What he saw surprised him even more.

It wasn't a child. No. It was a girl. Not a woman but mere 18 year old beauty. She had wild chocolate hair, bright eyes and thin lips forming a smirk that practically screamed TROUBLE. The mysterious beauty – as Aster referred to her in his mind – was tall, slim and carrying a basket.

The Easter Guardian was sure she wasn't a believer.

Believers over 13\14 years old were a true rarity nowadays. He was preparing to leave but the sight of the basket made him stop.

He watched her (while growing really irritated) as she took some of the harder to spot eggs and placed them into her basket then moving to another place and doing the same until her basket was full.

Aster hated every moment. It wasn't the first time he saw it happen. Some of the older children often found it amusing not to let the younger ankle-biters to find his eggs. They were the reason he was losing believers (even if only a few) on his holiday. If she would have believed in him, he would have just gone and taken the eggs back but now he couldn't do anything.

Aster prepared to leave when seven children came running with baskets and excited grins on their faces.

The mysterious\annoying beauty chose to surprise him even more and climbed up a tree before the children saw her.

Less than two minutes later the children rushed another way to look for more chocolate, the little clearing she and Aster were now completely egg-free.

The girl climbed down and rushed to re-hide her eggs in places easier to spot. Once her basket was again empty, she quickly climbed back up the tree and watched with Aster as a group of 14 ankle-biters, younger than the first one came laughing to collect them.

"Wow…" murmured Bunny. He never would have thought of that…

And even if he had, there was no way he would have had enough time to do it in every country he traveled, much less every village.

Aster looked back at the mystery beauty with a new found respect and found himself staring at the fond smile that formed on her face while she was watching the children.

"Sara?" a voice asked, startling them both.

In the clearing walked a man - 19-20 years old maybe? - Pretty strong-looking, taller than her with maybe 2 or 3 inches – Aster's high, probably.

The girl looked down from the tree. The man was now exactly under her. Her playful smirk reappeared once again and she dropped her basket right on his head, making him fall on the ground cursing and groaning.

Aster had to bite his lip to keep himself from laughing out loud.

"Ops…" said the girl as she climbed down.

The man was still on the ground.

"I hate you." he said simply.

"I love you, too." she exclaimed with a large smile.

Aster bit back a growl. Why was he reacting like this? Who was the man? He wasn't jealous! He couldn't be! He barely knew her. Heck – He didn't know her! He didn't even know her name was Sara until a few minutes ago!

…

…Sara…

…Nice name…

No!

"You should be in the village – helping the other women with the food and the rest of that." the man told her while getting up.

"Yes, because you were helping the men soo much by flirting with Mira Valette." replied Sara while picking up her basket.

The man's ears turned red.

"Plus," continued the girl "I always come with the children to make sure they won't get hurt or lost-"

Aster looked at her with even more interest than before.

"- the whole village knows I'm here."

"You know, next year you'll be 19 and expected to be already married to someone." the man said making Bunny's blood boil.

"Boring. And I'm pretty sure everyone knows I don't usually do what people expect me to do."

'How righ' is that', thought Aster with a smile.

"And I tried to help last year and you yelled at me for getting in the way."

The man winched, looking guilty. "I said I'm sorry. And-"

"It doesn't matter. You were right, I get it. Really. But you need to understand that I'm just not meant for this sort of stuff."

"But –"

"Ugh. You are doing that thing again!" groaned Sara.

"What?"

"You're acting like an annoying grown up, Peter."

The man – now named Peter – tried to protest. "I'm not an-"

"Yeah, you are." she said. "And in these moments you have to remember that you are my brother, Peter, not my father."

For some unknown reason, Aster felt relieved at the news. And when he realized this he wanted to kick himself.

Peter opened his mouth to argue but she cut him off again.

"See you home." She saluted then ran where the children went.

Peter groaned then turned and walked the other way grumbling about "irresponsible sisters" and "her annoying belief".

Bunny, now curious about what he heard, went after Sara, careful not to be seen. He still had about an hour before he really had to continue with his job.

About two minutes later she stopped, eyeing a blue and white egg that somehow ended up in a tree.

Bunny wasn't sure how that one ended there. It was a little too hard for the kids to spot it, much less get it.

Sara didn't seem to mind. She actually seemed delighted to have a challenge.

She placed her basket on the ground near her and started climbing. Sara took the egg carefully but then her foot slipped.

Aster was on his feet before his brain even started processing the situation, running faster than ever and catching her bridal style right before she could hit the ground. Realization downed him instantly.

She could feel him.

Sara opened her chocolate eyes and stared at him.

She could see him.

Her mouth dropped in shock.

She believed in him.

Somehow, Bunny was the first to recover.

"Careful with that egg, sheila." Aster warned. "It took a long time painting it."

He actually remembered that egg, mainly because blue and white weren't exactly Easter colors, so he didn't use them often.

"Easter Bunny" she finally gasped.

"The one and only." He announce with a proud smile.

He gently put her down.

"E. Aster Bunnymund, in case you wanted an actual name." he said, holding out his hand.

She smiled.

"Sara Rogers."