If she found one more piece of plastic shimmering grass anywhere near her, Jane Proudfoot decided she was going to have to hurt someone. She scowled unhappily as Neil walked by with a big plush rabbit in a pink top hat with a bow tie, humming that stupid easter parade song. Ryan walked by next, attempting to cook the food. That she didn't mind so much. It was when Aki and Gray entered, and Aki hung a little pink plastic egg from the ceiling, dubbing it, "Eggletoe" that she lost it.

"You do that for Christmas." She received a blank stare from one half of the couple, an annoying smile from the other.

"Do what?" Aki beamed at her, and Jane flinched, wondering why it seemed like all the lights in the room were shining off of the young doctor's teeth, right into her eyes.

"Hang mistletoe." Jane said, her expression unchanging.

"It's not mistletoe! It's e-"

"Please don't say it. I think it's a stupid name and it makes me want to hurt things. Like Neil." The younger man froze on his way through the kitchen.

"Wait, wha?" He blinked, confused.

"Oh, come on, Jane, cheer up, it's Easter." Gray said, walking into the other room.

"She's probably just scared she'll get caught under it with Neil."

"... People keep talking about me and no one will tell me why." Neil frowned. Jane rolled her eyes; Aki smiled at him, causing him to flinch and wonder why her mouth was as bright as the sun, and Ryan nearly tripped over him, pot of boiling water in hand.
 

"Neil... you might wanna move or something..." Ryan said to his friend. Neil glanced back, blinked, and stepped to the side.

"Jane color eggs with me."

"... No."

"Please?"

"Color eggs yourself."

"It's better when someone helps." He smiled at her. She couldn't help but to smile back, and he grinned more, grabbing her arm and pulling her to the dining room, where the dyes and eggs were. She stared at it. "Well, c'mon... You remember how to do it, right?"

"... Neil... a newborn baby can dye an egg." He smirked.

"You looked intimidated."

"I did not."

"Did too."

"Did not."

"Mhm, did too, LET'SCOLORSOMEEGGS!" He added quickly, smiling innocently at her and sitting down. She snatched the crayon, and an egg.

"Neil... is... an idiot." She spoke as she scribbled.

"You don't write stuff like that on Easter eggs!"

"I... just... did." She stated as she lowered it into the blue dye carefully. He frowned.

"Oh, come on, Jane, lighten up. On me, on Easter, on Egglet--OW..." He cried when her fist hit his upper arm, hard.

"That is the STUPIDEST thing I've ever heard of, it's a plastic Easter egg HANGING from the CEILING. It doesn't have ANY significance." He looked up with her words.

"Really?"

"Really."

"You sure? 'Cause... uh... we're sittin' under one." He grinned. She glanced up.

"Liar, there's nothing th--" She was cut off by his mouth on hers, and couldn't help kissing him back. While their tongues and mouths mingled, she couldn't help but realize that Easter... had just ranked itself the spot of #1 on her list of favorite holidays.