Title: Stress Management

Pairing: Tooth/Jack {Rainbow Snowcone/Frostbite}

Rating: T (for Truthfully, I'm not 100% sure what the rating should be but we'll but 'T' for safety)

Summary: Stress can be a dangerous illness that, especially for Guardians, can do strange and magical things.

Prologue

It was now about six months after the defeat of Pitch Black, the boogeyman, the Nightmare King. Six months since Jack Frost had officially joined the ranks of the Guardians of Childhood. Six busy and exhausted months since Toothianna, otherwise known as the Tooth fairy, or, as Tooth to most immortals, had a moment to spare to see her fellow Guardians.

Once Pitch had fallen and the children's belief was revived around the world it was time for the Guardians to set everything back to normal and clean up the disastrous mess the Nightmare King had left in his wake. The largest mess, of course, was returning and re-organizing all the stolen baby teeth containers to their rightful places. The other Guardians offered their assistance immediately, but the Fairy Queen, with her usual sweet and soft smile, had turned them all down. Organizing, rearranging and reorganizing the Tooth Containers was a rather large job, yes, but Toothianna felt better if she and her little ones were the ones were did it all. That way they would know once again where every last molar, premolars, canine and incisors was held. An unorganized business was no business at all and the Tooth Fairy could have none of that! Call it OCD or whatever, but it had to be done right and she knew that she was the only one that could do it right.

Begrudgingly her friends eventually accepted this. As much as she wished she could accept their help, especially from North and his massive army of Yetis, she knew that deep down she had to be the one to do this. Anyways, the others had their own areas to clean up as well. Bunnymund has his entire warren to clean up after the massacre of all his easter eggs from that horrific sunday morning. Sandman had to work extra hard to make sure all the children were having amazing dreams to make up for Pitch's take-over. Plus he wanted to make sure the belief in the other Guardians were strong; stronger than before, even. North had stated earlier that he wanted to make sure that this years Christmas was an extra special one for the children; to make up for the near disaster that year so, of course, he needed to put all his effort into that mission. And Jack, well, since he was now a offical Guardian, the young Winter Spirit really wanted to make sure that he delivered as many snow days as possible to every and any place he could reach. Everyone was terribly busy, so really, Tooth did not want to bother them with such a silly little task as her own. She could handle it! No problem!

Well, that's what she thought until the influx happened. What is an influx, you may ask? It only happens every century or so, but sometimes it was like every child in the would loose a tooth or two at the same time! It made her job terribly busy and quite hectic. Toothianna began to stretch herself thin, not wanting to disturb the others with her silly little problems such as tooth collecting. She knew they were capable in helping, they had proven that before, but a little voice inside her told her that she could handle this on her own. She was the Fairy Queen Toothianna; a fierce warrior and a caring leader! She could handle anything!

Again, that was what she thought...

Stress can be a dangerous illness that, especially for Guardians, can do strange and magical things.

Toothianna winced, dropping her ever reliable clipboard to the ground with a sudden 'thud'. All her mini-fairies stopped what they were doing and turned to her, leaving only the soft hum of there wings to fill the air.

Toothianna, not wanting to upset her mini selves in the slightest, although knowing that was next to impossible, looked up at them with a small, pained smile. "It's alright girls! Back to work!" She paused, her face only momentarily giving her away to the others about the pain she currently felt. "I… I just need a moment! Please, carry on!" She gave them one last smile, trying her hardest to steel herself from the pain that seemed to ravish her straight from her core.

She slowly lowered herself to the ground, allowing her tiny and often unused feet to touch the ground. She grabbed her clipboard and without much of a look at the small hoard of mini-fairies that hovered beside her, she handed it off. She could faintly hear her mini-fairies chirping their concerns for their queen as she left, her mind now beginning to grow numb due to the pain. She did not dare to look up at them, or even fly. Tooth had only one destination in mind at that point: her room. Once she got there she knew that she would be alright. In there she would be able to strengthen herself against this pain, and be able to do it in solitude.

There was two things the Queen of the Fairies did not notice as she made her slow journey to her room. One: the mini-fairie that was now refered to as Baby Tooth, who was always at her Queens' side, was gone. And two: Toothianna's usual bright and colourful feathers were beginning to fall out at a shocking rate

A/N: Wow... it has been YEARS since I've sat down and written like that! It felt so... so amazing! So invigorating! I remember sitting down for hours after school and just writting until I couldn't stand sitting for much longer! ...What happened? Why did I stop? (Life? Growing up?)

Well, anyways, enough about me! What did you guys think? I don't mind constuctive criticisms! I want to improve!

Now, I must state this: the story isn't going to be written like this always. I plan to have it be more lighter and fluffier for those Rainbow Snowcone fans out there! Just, y'know, a prologue has to get the reader set up for the story. Hopefully it was catchy enough, though!

Thank you for reading!

~KeruTheBlue/ Water-Doragon