So even if you don't celebrate easter then just think of this small fic as a nice calm spring setting.This will more or less be in a poem form.

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The sky was a white blue pastel shade lighting up the muted tones of flowers under the white-tipped leaves of the trees. 

He hid little deep coloured eggs in the darkest of places in the magical suitcase.Shadows obscuring smaller scaled habitats.The setting inside looked like a pretty picture but the scenery is just a bit too loud.

She was tending to all of the creatures, annoyed at all of the commotions.Some were sleeping, others just acting like an annoyed teenager who just wanted to pick a fight with their mum.But then again Teenagers scare the living heart out of them.

The Occamy was just about to rip the face off of Newt to reveal a skeleton if he didn't give back her shiny silver eggs.

She was smiling even though She was sad.Newt was spending more time with the creatures the Her.Not that She was too mad.

Words in Her brain couldn't respect all of the creatures crawling-eating-and running around her.They all deserved more attention that She got anyway.In Her mind, she had enough attention to last 75 lifetimes.That amount of attention that she actually got was the equivalent of a healthy, forgotten Bowtruckle.

Newt wanted to give her more attention but he just couldn't physically do that right now and at the given time.His creatures needed to be cared for about 24/7 just like Her.But it looks like He isn't that good at multitasking.

He was just trying to make sure that everything was good and well for the time He had with Her.

He was basically a Dad who had to help all of His children and had a Girlfriend who helps some but not all of the time.

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Sorry that this was so short and that it really didn't have a plot.


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