Some yolk-folk are fine with opting for staycations in their crate, but other eggs are omniscient enough to run and avoid a scrambled fate.

Even if a gaberlunzie tries to snatch Shelly for a snack, ovoid earns its laurel wreath by calling Easter mum to give butter-fingers a thumper-thwack.

Escaped eggy then hatches a plan to hunt for its purpose along cracked paths—hoping to find more Fabergé firms than flapdoodles such as boiling baths. ; )