Wrote this about a year ago, before I got a fanfiction account. I would have posted this a few months ago but I haven't had a computer since like June. Which reminds me, I need to update my Young Justice stories.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the Guardians, any of the characters, or Jack's nonexistent mangoes.

Enjoy.

"I like mangoes…"

"Uh huh, is that so, mate?" Bunny was confused by Jack's offhand, weird statement, but continued to paint his egg.

"Yep! They're so sweet –but not too sweet- so juicy, kinda soft, and sooo good!" Jack replied, smiling dreamily before growing thoughtful. "Hey, Bunny?"

Bunny sighed, "Yeah, mate?"

"You wouldn't happen to have any mangoes, would you? 'Cause I could reeeeally use a mango right now…"

What the hell was wrong with this kid?

"Wha-? Of course ah don't have a mango! What made ya think ah did?"

"Well, I just thought you would since you are so nature and stuff…" Jack's voice turned dark and threatening, "Why don't you have a mango? EVERYONE SHOULD HAVE A MANGO!" His hands clasped onto Bunny's fur to pull him closer as he all but snarled in the Pooka's face.

"What the bloody hell, Frost?!" Bunny exclaimed while trying desperately to pry the vise-like grip of the winter spirit from his fur. "Get your hands off me!"

"Get me a mango!" The boy hissed.

Okay, Bunny was seriously freaked out now. "What is wrong with you?!"

"I said give me a mango!" He was practically yelling now.

"No, mate! I don't got a freaking mango!" Bunny shot back.

Jack went silent.

Bunny smirked thinking he had gotten the best of the little brat. He made to stand up when…

"GIVE ME YOUR MANGO!" Jack screamed into Bunny's face. Bunny screamed (very manly, of course) jumped back in shock, eyes wide like the scared-silly rabbit he was, fur puffed out like a freaked cat, and his ears laid flat against his head. As he scrambled backward, forgetting where he was and who was present, he managed to trip on his own feet making him fall backwards on his butt.

At first all he could hear was his heavy breathing and the sound of his way-faster-than-normal heart beat pounding in his chest. But soon he calmed down enough to hear laughter. Laughter that definitely, most certainly was not his own but was very familiar.

'Oh… OH' Bunny thought as realization set hard.

An angry scowl formed its way onto his face as he stood up and –fists clenched- stalked over to the winter spirit who was rolling around on the ground, a good few feet from where Bunnymund had just been.

The loud laughter was obviously coming from the hysterical teen whom was clutching his sides as he rolled around, laughing so hard they hurt.

Bunny growled as he stopped beside and watched as the boy struggled to get up, but his current laughing state wasn't in favor of him doing so.

The Pooka reached down and pulled him to his feet, giving him his best death glare. He had never been so embarrassed though he would never admit that he was embarrassed.

"Hahaha! Oh, man, that was awesome!" Jack managed to say after he calmed himself. "Aaaand… I GOT IT ON CAMERA!" Jack crowed with a wide grin, triumphantly waved the small silver and black object. In Bunny's horrified face before spinning around and taking off, zipping out of sight down a tunnel before Bunnymund could react.

Halfway down the tunnel, Jack stopped and waited, still grinning madly. He lifted three of his fingers and mouthed 'three… two… one' as he counted off on his fingers.

"FROST!"

Jack Frost's grin became a half-grin, half-smirk as he continued down the tunnel.

Oh yeah, life was good. Especially with a big kangaroo to bug.

Another brilliant idea slipped into Jack's mind, he should get Bunny one of those 'Life is crap' t-shirts!

My dad had a 'life is crap' t-shirt a few years back. I loved that shirt! :D

Hope you enjoyed this! It was the first story I ever completed. I was so proud.

Review please!