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The Clocktower, New Gotham City
Alfred, Barbara, cake, Dick, friends, Gabby, Helena, ice cream, jujubes, Kyle....

So, Dinah had an almost alphabetic list of things to be thankful for on her 19th birthday. Including tickets to a bike rally next week, and a promise from Jason that maybe they'd enter one of the races.

Yay birthday!

[open for phone calls, e-mails and/or visits]

"I love the dress, are you kidding? It fits great, and it's adorable!" Also slightly shorter on Dinah, which was not a bad thing. "I wish you could be here, but we're having fun-- ice cream and cake and movies. And the toolkit!! That is so brilliant!"

Of course that wasn't bad, that was the plan!

"I saw that dress and totally thought of you! Well, and Kyle. And the photoshoot. And Kyle at the photoshoot. And the fact that you totally don't have enough cute dresses now that I'm not there all the time to make you go shopping."

The toolkit may as well have Dinah's name on the label.

"I'm sorry I'm not there, too. I'll totally make it up to you later, I promise!"

Dinah chortled and picked up a spanner, already getting absorbed in it. "You better. What are you doing for Easter instead? We're just hoping for no crazy Bunny criminals."

Momoko laughed, a bit embarrassed. "You can't tell? Hold on..." She held the phone closer to the door. Maybe Dinah could hear Milagro hollering that Jaime was being a 'stupid booger head' about something?

She pulled the phone back to her ear. "Jaime invited me to El Paso this weekend! Totally last minute, but it's been fun! I've never celebrated an Easter before."

She did hear it, and started snickering. "Ohhh, gotcha. How's it going so far? And what, never? Not even the last couple years in Fandom?"

"People always left? And, well, I don't hang out with just people from Earth, remember? I never knew who celebrated it and who didn't." She chuckled. "We don't celebrate it at home. Jaime totally laughed at me when I asked if it was the holiday about eggs and rabbits."

Snickering, Dinah said, "So, do you think it's more or less weird now that you know different?"

Momoko rolled her eyes, smiling. "Well, for one thing, no one told me it was a religious holiday! I really did think it was just about rabbits! I still don't understand that part."

"Heh. Ummmm, I think it was a holdover? From when there were rites of spring, pagan stuff. And it all got mixed together with the Christian holiday, as people learned about it," Dinah offered, amused. "Also, it's not like you want little kids to think too much about death and resurrection. Chocolate and eggs and bunnies are an easier way to explain why we're celebrating."

"I guess? But don't you have to explain to children about death eventually?" And she totally wasn't sure how rabbits came into that, but maybe it was an American thing?

"Sure, but it's easier when it's about how Grandma or the dog isn't coming back from Heaven, than why Jesus did. At least until the kid's old enough to know there's no real Easter Bunny," Dinah pointed out. "Age-appropriate, you know? Four's too little to understand. Seven or eight, and they can get it."

Momoko's culture had entire holidays and festivals dedicated to the dead, and her house had a shrine in it; she was going to have trouble with this western concept for a while.

But there was one thing that Dinah said that really stood out and needed clarification: "Wait, wait. There isn't really an Easter Bunny?!"

"Not in my world," Dinah said, totally unwilling to address other worlds by now. "It's just grown-ups hiding candy and eggs for kids to find. Check with Jaime, I'd guess it's the same there." Her mouth twitched. "Milagro's probably old enough to know it too, but I bet she'd pretend she doesn't just to get more candy."

"No Santa, no Easter Bunny... Do you have anything real that gives presents for kids? I mean, it's awesome that grown-ups help, but it's totally sad! Why do you keep the stories if they aren't real?"

"Um, not that I know of.... and I guess, because they were partly true, a long time ago? Tradition." Dinah smiled a little, scooping up a bite of cake. "Santa Claus was Saint Nicholas, and he was a real guy, but he died about four hundred years ago or something. He did give presents to kids. So I guess in Holland they just kept it up, and said it was 'Santa Claus.'" She tilted her head. "And maybe it makes being a little kid easier? If you can believe there's magic, well... the world isn't so scary."

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