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Good evening, children.

It's Granny Maduff, ready with a story.

So make yourselves comfy, and I'll begin. Thank you. Once upon a time, there was a town called Hopfield, in which the bunnies lived.

But they were not just any bunnies. They were the hop tails, the official helpers of the Easter Bunny.

E.B., as he was called by those who knew him, lived in the town as well well just above the egg factory. He liked

being close so that he was always the first one to get to work and always the last

one to leave. Every year E.B. and the Hot Tales held the great Easter egg hunt.

Bunnies from far and wide would come with their little ones to participate.

Whoever collected the most eggs would win the coveted prize, the golden Easter basket.

Made by E.B. himself, the basket was intertwined with lace, straw and gold.

Inside were jelly beans made by the hoptails.

And the last piece, E.B.'s fabled chocolate eggs made from E.B.'s

own secret recipe, complete with one giant chocolate bunny. Every year, the eggs were delivered

in advance by the fluffles. Theuffles lived in the neighbouring village.

They were chickens, and they laid the eggs for the great Easter egg hunt.

Their helpers, who handled the eggs and packed them very carefully,

were called the Peep Peep's.

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