Fred's Halloween Adventure Part 7

It all goes horribly wrong.
As soon as Fred stepped into the cluttered, candlelit room of the castle he knew something wasn't right.
The creatures had gone.
Had they run away?
Fred had an awful feeling in his stomach that the creatures were still there but had gone back into their hiding holes.
What had scared them?
Fred had the strangest feeling he was being watched.
Fred heard a noise and knew he must get out of there, it had been a mistake to come back.
It was too late.
Fred half turned to leave but suddenly everything went black.
Fred fell to the ground with a soft flump.
He'd been knocked out.
The little chicks swarmed over him, pinning his arms and legs in case he woke up and tried to move, but whatever they had hit him with, he was out cold.
"Ha ha!" shouted the Easter chicks, "Down with the bunnies!" they started chanting.
"Now, now, that's enough boys," said a much larger fluffy yellow chick, "calm down till we get this bunny under lock and key, then we can celebrate!"
Then to a little blue chick he said "Now that's how its done, Bluey. Simple-like."
"You wouldn't have done it without me setting it up, Yells," grumbled Bluey, the little blue chick.
"True, true, thanks for that..." responded Yells, walking off to take command.

Bluey watched him walk off, knowing fine rightly that he'd get all Bluey's credit. A flash of anger rose up, but he knew that it was this passion, this over-excitement, and wildness that had stopped him being second in command, so he took a deep breath and helped ready the glass cage.

When Fred woke up he was sitting upright, his head hurt, his face was pressed against something cold and everything sounded muffled.
Fred slowly opened his eyes, thinking "how hard did I hit my head? What happened?"
Fred looked around and realised he was now trapped inside a glass cage, he could see out but he couldn't escape, and his arms and legs were tied anyway.
"Wha...?" Fred began but as soon as he spotted the little Easter chicks dancing around his cage, he just sighed.
"Typical," he said to himself. Fred had been captured a few times by these creatures and by this point he was so sick of it. If it weren't genuinely frightening, he'd have been rather bored.
Fred heard a muffled voice above his head and looked up.
"Typical" Fred said again.
There atop his glass cage was the little blue chick that had repeatedly been bothering him with threats and warnings.
It jumped about obviously very happy to have captured him.
It looked like it was trying to say something to him but its speech was too muffled through the glass and Fred couldn't decipher any of the words.
Fred was so fed up and so tired from his adventures that he rested his head against the glass again and closed his eyes.
As far as Fred knew, there was no way to escape and nothing to do until they chicks made some kind of move.
Before Fred knew it, exhausted he fell asleep.

Fred awoke again when there was movement and he looked around to see the pink rabbit being thrown into his cage as well.
They were too quick, there was no chance to escape.
Fred sighed and said hello to the bunny. "I finally caught up with you then," he said.
The pink rabbit was very angry and shouted at Fred for not passing on the message that would've warned the bunnies that the chicks knew about their plan to break into the castle, and that they were assembling there to launch a counter-attack.
"Oh," said Fred, "So that's what it meant."
The pink rabbit was still very angry, especially as there was no room to move inside the glass prison.
In an attempt to defend himself, Fred asked him all the questions he'd been meaning to.
"It's all fairy stories, Fred! we don't steal eggs, its a human tradition. We're barely involved, just there for decoration. In fact the bunnies and chicks used to live harmoniously at Easter. Its just the chicks feel unappreciated so they're always angry and someone fed them these stories. Its got to the point now where they wholeheartedly believe it and they're on this crusade to 'right the world'."
The bunny sighed and sat down.
"That's when they started to experiment," he said.
Fred sat in horror whilst the bunny described how the chicks(or whomever was in charge of them) had been trying to make creatures of war. Instead they had created poor melancholy things, the ones Fred had seen earlier, that were incapable of fighting and horribly maltreated, so they hid in dark corners.
"You were going to rescue them," said Fred, cottoning on.
He now felt awful that he'd not helped the creatures himself, and now here he was trapped and entirely uncertain of his fate.
"I guess you're a proper bunny now, eh?" said the pink rabbit, watching the chicks surrounding them.