Bunnymund was doing his last round of the evening; he always saved his favourite country's till last. And I'm sure you know what his favourite country was…Australia, his old home.

Luckily he was on the outback for his last few hides. After finishing them he decided to go for a walk, try bring back good memories and look at the scenery.

He walked past a few low trees to find a small pool. He smiled and sat down, taking in the warm air and looking at the stars.

There was a rustle in the bushes behind him; he turned to see blood red eyes watching him.

In a flash he was standing and pointing a boomerang at the bush. There was another rustle and a lioness jumped out.

Wait…there aren't lionesses in Aussie! He thought as the big cat landed in front of him.

She was about to charge again when her blue eyes softened.

Blue eyes?

He lowered his boomerangs as he recognised who it was.

The creature suddenly transformed into a young woman with dark brown hair. She was wearing a tight grey sleeveless shirt and a pair of ripped camo shorts. Around her neck was a shark tooth on a string. She was barefoot with shell anklets on.

She smirked at Bunny as he stared at her, it had been awhile and yet she still looked so beautiful. Bunnymund saw her smirk and straightened himself up, clearing his through as he did.

"Been 'while" she said with just as thick Australian accent as him.

"Yea, the year 28 was it not?" she nodded and he smiled. She loved his smile though she tried to hide it. "You should visit sometime..."

"Sure thing roo" he growled as she smirked at him again. She knew just how to irritate him, but she only did it to hide her real feelings. Sure she had a crush, but only a small one. It was tiny, barely noticeable.

"I told you to stop calling me that years ago" he said, angrily but playful all the same.

"Oh come on, you know that won't happen!" he looked up at her and smirked.

"Well now theres two." His remark caught her by surprise. Two? "Yea, now I got Jack frost doin it too" she growled at the mention of the winter spirits name. Let's just say they didn't get on very well last spring!

"That bugger, 'e gets you too?" now it was Bunnymund's turn to be confused.

"Emilie…you know Frost?" he raised his brow.

"Yeah…most immortals 'ave been unfortunate enough to one of 'is damn traps!…" she growled scrunching up her fists. Bunnymund gave a chuckle.

"Yea I 'ear you…I work with 'im!" he rolled his eyes, sure the snowdrift saved the kids that day but he was still very…irritating.

"Oh yeah…moon man told me…THAT FREAK'S A GUARDIAN" she screeched. Bunnymund put his paw to his ear, trying to shake out the echo of her scream. He looked at her. She had calmed herself slightly, still breathing heavily though.

He turned to her and smiled, she smiled back. Tell her you Gumby! He screamed in his head, he gulped and she saw his nervousness.

" 'ey roo…you okay? You don't look so-"

"Gotta go bye!" and with that he made a hole and ran for it. The Emilie just watched after him as he hoped into his hole with a small salute.

"What the-"

Bunnymund slapped his forehead as he came up to his warren.

"WHY DO I GET SO NERVOUS AROUND 'ER!" he slammed his head against a nearby tree. All the new eggs knew very well not to interrupt an angry Pooka so they stayed away, even the stone statues did too.

" 'ow am I supposed to tell 'er if she's to bloody gorgeous" he slammed his head against the tree again before turning and flopping down in front of it.

"AHHHHHHHHHH!" he screamed at the top of his lungs. He only did it when he was really frustrated. This girl must be special. He remembered the first time the met…

Flashback

There was screaming everywhere as Pitch slowly killed every Pooka, he was now walking toward the younger Bunnymund who was scrabbling up against a tree. The dark man pulled out an arrow made of dust and aimed it at the kitten's (i.e. name of a baby rabbit as well as a cat. Strange) heart. Bunnymund closed his eyes.

Smash.

Someone rammed against Pitch nocking the arrow back into dust. He growled and looked up to see an enraged female kitten, somewhat the same age as the other. Her fur was a dark brown and her eyes were a deep blue.

Bunnymund knew who she was…it was Emilie…the girl he wanted to tell how he felt.

Pitch lunged at the kitten pulling out a real knife.

"NOOOOOOOO!"

She squealed and Bunny looked away.

When he looked back, Pitch was standing over her with a smirk. Emilie fell to her knees as her blood began to fall.

"no…" he ran to her side as Pitch walked off to some other unlucky rabbit. A tear fell from his eye as he held her. She looked at him and smiled, stoking his furry cheek.

"Don't leave me…please…I- I love you" she gasped in delight and kissed his cheek as he was only a few inches away from her face.

"I- I love you too" she finally got out before her eyes slowly closed and her last breath was realised.

He stayed with her corpse for a while, praying she would come back. But of course…she didn't.

He saw Pitch and the next thing he knew he was awake as a giant Pooka…

End of flashback

He smiled. It was one of the worst and best memories he had ever had. He was found by mother nature who told him she had come back too…she just didn't remember him.

It took him century's to get her to be his friend again. But he still didn't know if she liked him again. She was one of the sweetest Pooka there was, and that was to both her kind and others. She loved meeting new species so mother nature gave her the powers to turn into other animals and help them too.

Her original form was the Pooka, but she usually stayed as a human for the children. They preferred her that way.

Of course Bunny didn't. he loved her natural self, the Pooka she was brought back as. The man in the moon helped both them of course, but mother nature mostly helped Emilie.

She used to come every week, as her Pooka self just for him…but then animal cruelty came around and she was needed out there so he hardly saw her.

Today was good. He finally saw her after so long.

He hoped she would be around soon, animal cruelty seemed to calm itself a lot more than last time