Antares, Astraea and Calee carefull placed the eggs in their baskets in the kitchen.
“Hullo,” said Feonix, walking in with Paladin. “Are we getting a jump on Easter?”
“Of course not,” Calee said.
“These are special eggs.” Antares held up the basket so the boys could take a whiff.
“Eww!” said Paladin. “These are rotten eggs!”
“Exactly,” said Astraea. “It’s an essential Halloween accessory.”
“What are you doing to do with them?” said Feonix.
“Don’t be naïve!” Calee clucked.
“We’re going to throw them at people while we’re in hiding. Duh.” Antares shook her head as though she shouldn’t have to explain these things.
“Can we come too?” asked Paladin.
“I don’t know…”
“Pleeeeease!” the boys whined.
“All right, let’s go.” WHOOOSH.
They were all standing in a craggy area with nothing but rocky mountains around them.
“If we’re zapped here by the Harbinger, I think he forgot something,” said Calee, looking down at her still-human form.
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Paladin gulped. He pointed down into a shallow ravine where scores of skulls and bones lay strewn about.
“What happened here?” Astraea wondered.
“I don’t know.” Calee peered down in.
“All I see is a rabbit,” said Antares. The girls did their girly “awww!” at the sight of his cute ears and white fluffy fur.
“Hold on, girls, this may be no ordinary rabbit!” said Feonix in a panic as its beady pink eyes focused on them. The tiny creature flew from its resting place with supernatural speed and ferocity, and went for their necks. The Debs cried out and tried to escape, but the evil rabbit was too much for them, and their screams echoed through the mountains long after their bodies lay silent.