I'm Only the Trombone Player

Whadda Mean? We Can't Be Outta Candy!

Bad. No worse than Bad. This Was BAD!!

There I was only halfway through my Easter gig when the alarms started going off. Flashing lights, screamin' klaxons, and bunnies running everywhere!

How in the name of my fluffy little butt could this happen?

"What do you mean we're out of candy" My nose was twitching wildly.

"It's a supply chain issue sir—"

"Supply chain, I'm the flippin' Easter Bunny!" My ears felt burning hot. "I am the supply chain—"

"It's Texas, Sir." The hare in front of me with a pink clipboard stammered. "They umm, closed the borders and ummm, lots of trunks are just sitting there—"

"What the carrot cake? We gotta do something about this—

"I contacted him, Sir."

"Him?" My nose twitched even harder. "Just who is Him?"

"Your cousin Pubby, Sir"

"Pubby!" Almost snorted a jelly bean through my nose. "Why in all that's chocolate-covered would you call that loopy little lepus?"

"He knows people, Sir"

"Oh my bushy tail, you aren't telling me we're getting that alcohol swilling monkey involved—"

"I'm afraid we had to, Chief." Tapping a carrot-shaped pen against his two cute little buck teeth. "We needed his contacts."

"That's it, this is the worst Easter ever," I moaned, "kids are going to stop believing in me for sure—

"No Sir!" Smiling for the first time as he touched the Bluetooth dongle in his ear. "It appears the crisis is averted, we've managed to secure the help of the greatest, most successful on-time shipping expert in the world."

"Oh, bunny pellets." My head in my hands. "Who did that crazy monkey hook us up with? As if I really want to know. And, what the name of chocolate bunny ears is this gonna cost me?"

"We got a great rate Boss, actually a trade-off—"

"Trade-Off?"

"Yeah we get emergency, expediated delivery service, and all we have to do is provide one million chocolate reindeer for delivery next December."

I felt my ears droop. "I am never gonna live this down ..."

Merry Easter!!

Author's Note ▼

Easter Sunday Blog Prompt - Have a blessed day.

Imagine that the Easter bunny ran out of chocolate and candy before Easter ended. Describe what happened. Did someone come along and save the day?