It's that time of the year again, where a party is held to celebrate another year of getting older. But my parties are very special, my family is not like any other one in the world. For the love of god, we are all bunnies we already are freakshows, but most of all most bunnies that are known are part of my family. This includes The Easter Bunny, the white rabbit, and BunnyMan bless his soul. Okay let me explain my point.

The White Rabbit the least favorite uncle. You can find him in the corner wobbly drunk and falling over on his own puke. He lost his way after the Mad Hatter left for an life in the carnival. Now he sucks on a bottle of whiskey at 6am and one for good luck when he goes to sleep. It also used for the nightmares that fuels his mind. 

The Easter Bunny, a man that eats too much sweets every time he is at any party, and you can find him throwing up in an trashcan somewhere. He tries to be the good guy by being the "Easter Man" but he just tries to get away from his past. By the way this means, he murdered his wife, and threw him in the lake beheind his house. 

Hey Buddy, an arm is thrown over my shoulder, and an tight squeeze is on my upper chest. It's an muscular arm that belongs too Desmond. Desmond, is an less known bunny he is the brother of The White Rabbit, and he lives in the gym. His arms are the size of oversized watermelons. He is alright actually, his only problem is steroids, but that is okay in my books.

How are you Desmond? Haven't seen you in awhile, how is Darlene? 

Dude she cheated on my ass, and if I could ask I know you are a mobster, the news circled around for awhile. Can you help me out with that?

I refuse to answer, because I know exactly what he is thinking of.

Oh c'mon cuz I can pay you. I start to walk away, and turn back in the mention of cash. 

How much are we talking about, I don't work for lent. 50g he says

Okay let's do it, I can pull the car out, and you hop in. God dammit on my birthday as well, of course this would happen why not! Desmond slides into the seat, and closes the door. Okay listen, he is at his apartment right now, I got my buddy to slip some drugs in his drink. He is passed out, so we can easily take him out.

Sounds easy but it never is Desmond, something is going too go bad. It always does. I pull the car, into the empty parking spot, and leave the car. I go into my trunk, twist the silencer on the gun. Desmond stay here, it's easy for me.

Desmond nods, and he waits. Desmond starts to worry, and he is starting to panic. He turns on the radio, to calm his nerves. Well inside, I close the apartment door, and grab an handkerchief to wipe the blood on my face. I throw the gun into the nearby bin, as well my white gloves.  I walk down the stairs., that are louder than I could hope. I get back in the car, and turn off the radio.

It's done so don't worry so much dame. The car skids out of the spot, and we are gone back to the party.

I NEED A DRINK