Hey bros. This has hatched earlier, while listening to Miku Hatsune's "iNSaNiTY " ft. Kaito. Yes, I do not own ROTG, or Sherlock Holmes. Enjoy~

Jack had been missing for almost a full month. Things were getting out of hand, it was the beginning of January, and the Guardians where forming a search party.

Bunnymund was to search Canada, Greenland, and Iceland. The others split up around the world.

Bunny raced through Canada and Greenland. Nothing. That meant that either Jack Frost was in Iceland, or he had no luck. Bunnymund ran town through town, not finding anything.

He almost ran past an abandoned building. "Baskerville Insane Asylum." He read off of the fading sign on the front.

He walked inside and picked a clipboard off of the ground near the front door. It was for one patient named Sherlock Holmes. He had been diagnosed with schizophrenia, claiming that giant dogs were trying to eat him.

Bunnymund shrugged before opening the door and looking down the dark hallway.

He waltzed down the hall before hearing muttering. He poked his head in the doorway to see Jack sitting on the bed with his knees drawn up to his chest.

Bunny was worried to say the least. He walked around the bed to get a front view of Jack.

Jack continued to mutter inconceivable words, while his eyes darted madly in random directions. The part that scared Bunnymund was that Jack had somehow put himself in a straightjacket.

He picked up the snowy-haired boy and took one of his tunnels back to the North Pole.

After explaining to North where he found him, he set the young boy down in his room.

Jack stopped muttering to himself and started drawing in a notebook that was lying on a desk on the other side of the room with crayons.

"What are you drawing Jack?" Bunnymund asked, sitting down on the bed. The picture Jack showed him was horrifying to say the least.

It was a picture of a big black dog.

Dun Dun Dun! This story is dedicated to TheGodlessAngelOfDarkness, since she dedicated one to me, I thought I would return the favor. ;D