A/N: Better late than never :P . If you have any concerns, please say so, I'm willing to listen (or in this case, read). Enjoy!

Edited: Sorry, I didn't notice that the horizontal lines were missing. :( Though, nothing else changed.

Disclaimer: Rise of the Guardians and characters are not mine. And I admit that the concept isn't exactly that original.

Jack Frost walked through the halls of Santa's workshop. It was the middle of spring in Burgess, winter is nowhere to be found anywhere in the world. Therefore, he was hanging out in the North Pole watching North do whatever he does. North has just asked him to bring a blueprint from the far corners of the warehouse like workshop. The big ole guy has just been inventing a new toy for the kids all around the world. The toy needed to be better than those IPads, cellphones or other gadgets the kids are asking nowadays.

But currently Jack has a bigger problem, he's lost. Curiosity got the better of him as he turned to a different direction in one of the labyrinth like corridors of the workshop.

"This is worse than the warehouse. I should have asked for a map." he thought as he continued flying leaving a trail of frost behind him lest he gets more lost than before.

A door was waiting up ahead. It was a dead-end. When he figured that he had been gone for an hour and North would start looking for him soon, he thought it would be better to stay in one place. The trail of frost would be easy to locate anyway. He opened the door quietly and stepped inside.

The room is larger than what it seemed outside the door. The walls were painted a light shade of gray and the floor was tiled. It would have seemed like a normal stockroom if not for the large contraption in the middle.

He has seen canons in his 300 years flying around the world but never has he seen anything like this. It looked like a silver canon but bigger. There were no wheels to move it around and it was screwed to the floor. There was a lot of controls at the back and he has no idea why. He moved to the front and found an image of a clock inside the mouth of the canon.

Then, the clock started ticking. He reached inside, his upper body was now inside the canon as his legs dangled outside. When he touched the clock and noticed that it was part of the device, did he hear the tingling of bells outside the canon.

"Of all the creatures in this warehouse, why does it have to be an elf?" he thought as a bright light blinded his vision.

North heard an alarm.

"Must be Jack."

A red light was beeping on his wall. He pushed away the paper obstructing the light. He fingered the glowing bulb and the writing beside it.

"Why does he have to get to so much trouble?" he mumbled as he walked past corridors to the room where the beeping red light is assigned.

As he went in deeper in his workshop, he noticed a trail of frost at his feet as he kept on walking. Then, he froze in his tracks as he noticed small footprints on the ice covered ground.

"Not good." he whispered as he rushed faster. Hoping that nothing bad has happened yet. But as he entered the room, its door was left wide open, he heard the jingling of bells.

He saw an elf running to him. It looked scared of something as it clung to North. The elf was almost tearing up, and sweat decorated his forehead. But there was something peculiar about that sweat drop. It was frozen.

Before he had time to marvel about the frozen sweat. Something flying bumped into him that pushed him off his feet and down his back.

"Oomph!"

As he lay on his back, he felt something cold and light crawling on his chest. He raised his head to take a look and he saw a familiarly mischievous smile on a supposedly innocent face.

"Very bad, very, very, bad.", he sighed as he laid his head back down, glared at the elf beside him, felt a tug on his beard, and heard a child laughing.

Suddenly, his beard was frozen solid and North heard more laughter.

"Can't you see I'm trying to get some shut eye, when you go barging around my warren!" Bunny complained as he heard North walking. Easter has just ended and Bunny was trying to rest and enjoy the peace of his warren.

"Need help fast." North said as he panted between words. He doubled over still catching his breath.

Then, he saw a duffel bag hanging at North's waist. North doesn't usually carry those kind of bags.

"Well, nothing's wrong with change." Bunny thought except, the bag moved on its own. His eyes grew wide as he noticed the frost outlining the bag.

"Don't tell me..." Bunny started as he pointed at the bag.

North then reached inside the bag and pulled out a bouncing, baby boy. North was holding him from underneath his arms as Bunny stared at the toddler with a doubtful look on his face.

"Meet Baby Jack-jack.", North pronounced as he wore a desperate smile on his face.

Jack Frost, who once looked like a young adult, is now no more than a toddler as he chewed on his wooden staff that has also shrunk in size. The once almost six foot staff now measures a measly one foot as its owner bites on the curled end of it. Good thing that the staff is thick enough to withstand the baby's biting that has left marks on the wood. Jack still has his snow white hair which amazingly retained its style despite being of a younger age. North has dressed Jack in a sky blue jumper and, if the bulge on his bottom any indication, diapers. The baby's deep blue eyes are focused on his chew toy as Bunny continued to stare.

Then, Jack looked up to Bunny. A sparkle gleamed in his eyes as he removed the staff from his mouth and raised his arms up to Bunny, still holding the wooden stick on his right hand. A string of saliva connected his smiling mouth to the top of the staff has just turned to ice.

"Gross"

"Pick him up."

"Bloody no."

"PICK BABY JACK-JACK UP!"

"Okay, okay, grumpy. You gonna tell me what you done to frosty." he complied picking up the toddler and resting him on one arm as he motioned an egg-shaped seat to North.

North settled down on his seat, placing the bag on his lap, still stuffed, probably because of Jack's original clothing inside the bag. Baby Jack replaced the staff on his mouth as he used both hands to hold onto Bunny's fur.

"You remember machine that turns back time?" North started.

"What about it?" Bunny replied, achingly ignoring Jack as he climbed up his head.

"Uhmm...I don't know." North lost his words as he watched Baby Jack-jack climb to Bunny's ear, remove the staff from his hand and bite on the right ear.

"What do you mean you don't know?! Ouch!" Bunny yelped as he instinctively shook his head forgetting that there was a snow light baby on top of his head. Baby Jack fell from his head, but when he turned around he saw the boy floating on air.

"How much trouble can this little show pony be?" he grumbled as he picked the baby from midair and sat him on top of his table.

"Stay!" Bunny commanded to the baby. Baby Jack just bit on his staff, and smiled, the mischievous gleam in his eyes ever present as the permafrost of the tundra.

"Really, I don't know. One minute, he was full size going to get something from back room of workshop next hour he was little flying after elf in the room where I left the machine I told you about." North explained. As he heard tubes of paint dropping to the floor and egg shells cracking.

"You let him wander your workshop for an hour?!"

"What's wrong with letting little guy explore?"

"That!" Bunny exclaimed as he pointed at Baby Jack without looking away from North. "I don't want to look, even as a babe he makes a mess of everything. Literally." he face-palmed.

North stood up to retrieve the baby from the table as he observed the mess. Paints of different colors splattered everywhere as Baby Jack-jack, still holding the staff, mixed the liquid on the tabletop together with his bare hands. Eggs dropped one by one to the floor. As Baby Jack-jack somehow realized North approaching him, he turned around and sat down. Pointing to the mess of paints, he opened his mouth and said "Kanga..." and laughed clapping his hands.

"Hey, Bunny, little Jack here made portrait of you." North picked him and returned to his seat. But as soon as North has the baby in his arms, Jack was pushing him away.

"Change him back to normal!"

"Still figuring out how to do that. Besides, effects will wear off soon."

"So, what are we gonna do with 'im 'till then?"

"I dunno."

"What!?"

"What you think I came here for...cookies?" he said before, "yow!" Baby Jack froze his arm, got free, and started crawling on the air.

They watched the baby crawl on air, two feet from the ground, before North said, "Okay gotta go, more toys to make!"

"Oh, you don't get to back out on me!" Bunny said as he stopped North from leaving.

"Too busy making children happy, got no time for children", North joked as he tugged his arm.

"Oh c'mon, mate! I'll think of something." Bunny cringed as he heard more pots crashing in the background.

"Okay, what do we do?"

"Tried putting him to sleep?" Bunny suggested. He winced as he heard an egg crack.

"Yup, didn't work." North said as he produced an empty vial from his vest.

"Dreamsand didn't work?"

"Jack-jack immune."

"Would you stop calling him that?!" The Easter Bunny was about to reach his limit after he heard laughter from the little kid.

"Not matter. Jack-jack just kept flying around pestering elves and Phil."

"Doesn't Phil know how to baby sit?" he seemed to calm down a little from the lack of noise.

"Nope. Besides, Jack-jack keeps slipping from his grip."

Bunny sighed. "How about Sandy?"

North raised an eyebrow. "You really going to bother him just for this?"

"Guess not. Give the little rascal to Tooth, she'll now what to do with her baby boyfriend."

"No no no. Can't do that."

"Why not?" Bunny shouted.

"Remember Tooth is the Tooth Fairy, love for teeth second only to love for children and well, Jack." North said.

"So?"

"I might have fed him one cookie."

Bunny looked at North, wondering what is wrong with feeding a cookie to a baby.

"Okay not one cookie," he counted his fingers, "maybe a few dozen." Bunny's eyes grew wider at this. "But the point is, he doesn't let anybody touch his teeth, tried and failed." North said as he raised his fingers covered with bandages possibly from bites or worst ice. "If Tooth finds a speck of sugar on Baby Jack-jack teeth, I go kaput."

"I won't." Bunny said as he stood up to give Baby Jack to Tooth.

But he stopped in his tracks as he realized why the baby has suddenly been quiet.

Baby Jack, still holding unto the staff on his right hand, is sitting quietly munching on an Easter egg made of chocolate. Smears of chocolate covering his mouth and cheeks as he smiled and offered the saliva-covered, almost finished chocolate to Bunny.

"Tooth is gonna bloody murder us."