[Event] A chocolate nest

<div align=center>William had his sights set on a little egg wrapped in shiny pink wrapping with polka dots, he glanced around the courtyard, scanning for competition. That egg was his. The person that was going to stop him from that egg would be wise to think twice about it. Bill Beckett would fight tooth and nail for that easter egg if it was the last thing he did. His gaze flickered across the courtyard, where they were met with altogether a far stranger sight than he had expected. Momentarily he forgot about the egg, stood upright and stared at the boy in the tree. He got the feeling they both had their sights set on the same thing: easter eggs.

He broke into a small run, snatched up the little pink easter egg and bounded over to the large tree. He stared up at the boy in the tree for a moment, before glancing a little further upward at what he was quite obviously after. No way, Buster. William would steal that egg from him if it was the last thing he did. He could practically hear the wise words of Gabriel echoing in the back of his skull, climb that tree and you will break every bone in your body. He could risk breaking a bone for the glory of being supreme egg champion.

Bill grabbed the closest branch and swung himself up, wobbling ever so slightly before gaining his balance and scrambking a little further upwards. His eyes flickered to the stranger, locking onto his for a moment, before wrapping a hand around the branch above him and pulling himself a little further upwards. This was very likely a situation they would both end up heavily regretting soon enough.</div>

"Not so fast!"

Like a crazy rabbit or a psycho easter bunny, a small Japanese girl with a frilly dress and bunny ears was at the foot of the tree. She seemed to be rapidly taking off her platform shoes and her kneesocks. Her eyes were red with fury... But they were always red.

"Those eggs will be mine!"

Her fingers merged together into two sharp blades. She plunged them into the trunk of the tree like they were pick axes or a monoclaw. Her method seemed to be working as she gained in speed with the two boys. The wood in some places were still soft and she slid down sometimes, but she could at least feel for the branches underneath her feet.

However, could three people really fit in a tree? An ominous groaning of the branches interrupted all of them. The tree seemed to be swaying, but not by the wind.

<div align=center>William panicked as the girl ran close, and panicked even more when she seemed to be climbing a downside lot faster than he was. The best the boy could do was feebly struggle up the branches, one hand after another. It turned out that climbing trees was a lot more exhausting that he'd first realized. But then something happened. As the girl climbed a little further, the tree began to sway. William didn't think it was because of a light breeze. An almighty crack split through the peace of the courtyard, and the tree went down. William screamed, a high, girlish scream that rang out across the yard and bounced off the walls. "Timber!"

He let go of his branch as the tree fell, landing gracefully and making a break for it, only to stop himself from being crushed by the falling tree. As it hit the ground the boy tripped and fell face first onto the grass, struggling there for a moment before catching his breath and pushing himself up on his elbows. Anybody broke anything? Bill didn't think so, he got the feeling he'd be screaming a lot more if anything was broken.

Before he could answer, his eyes caught a shiny, blue glint some way off, followed by several other pretty colours. The nest! He glanced around to the other two, wondering if they'd spotted it. William cautiously pushed himself to his feet, taking a moment to brush himself off before making a bolt for it. It was his. This was his nest.</div>

Somebody screamed and it wasn't the girl.

Konishi's puncture marks in the tree made the trunk a lot weaker. It was expected the young tree would fall, unable to support the weight of three people. She slid down the trunk quickly, her monoclaws peeling up bark and bits of wood. It was an action that was more gamble than it was planned. She hit the ground hard, but she didn't seem to break anything. By her hands, she saw in the grass, a chocolate egg wrapped in foil. She scrambled up and grasped it greedily.

Only, that really tall girlish-looking boy seemed to have run off with the rest of the spoils. As though thinking the nest held all the eggs, she hastily put on her socks and did up her platform shoes.

"I'm fine!" she said to Lysander, about him treating wounds. She made a run for it, chasing the boy with the nest.

Xenia Asgonne
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Xenia had been walking around the courtyard aimlessly for a while. Her 3DS had run out of power a while ago, and the darn thing wouldn't continue to work while it was charging. She tried listening to music, and trolling the internet, but nothing really seemed to pique her interest. Grudgingly, she decided that she should try to walk outside and meet some new people. Maybe someone with a working 3DS that she could "borrow."

In the back of her mind, she began thinking about the current Easter Egg Hunt that was happening in the school that week. She already had quite a few, but didn't expect much from the courtyard. Hundreds of students milled through the courtyard every day, and from a quick search of the bushes and trees, they had done a fairly good job of picking the place clean. She decided that it was probably time to check somewhere else and began strolling slowly toward the beach, passing under the shade of the trees.

Suddenly, she heard a gut wrenching snap and a deafening crash from behind her, She turned slowly around to see a huge tree throw three students down onto the ground, littering them with stray twigs, leaves, and of course, at least a dozen brightly coloured eggs. She broke out into immediate laughter as the three began to take stock of themselves. She trotted over to the crime scene, still laughing hysterically and picked up a small egg that was rolling around on the ground.

"Are you guys okay?" she asked, tucking the egg into her pocket. She wouldn't be much help if they WEREN'T okay, but it was the polite thing to ask, she assumed.