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[ A strange thing happens to the Reapers this week. Maya calls them back over to the meeting room with a very serious look on her face, on Friday night. ]
"Reapers," she says, hands behind her back. "You have special orders from the Composer, and I've been tasked to give them to you."
There's a dramatic pause, then...... she holds out two large baskets full of eggs, maps, and head bands for them to wear, grinning widely.
"Okay! Hide these and don't get caught! You're the Reapster Bunnies!"
"Reapers," she says, hands behind her back. "You have special orders from the Composer, and I've been tasked to give them to you."
There's a dramatic pause, then...... she holds out two large baskets full of eggs, maps, and head bands for them to wear, grinning widely.
"Okay! Hide these and don't get caught! You're the Reapster Bunnies!"
