The cold north wind nipped at her cheeks. She shifted slightly on her perch and looked down upon the city she had just planted. She smiled as she heard the first sounds of snowfall. She stood slowly, the point of the building she balanced on swayed lightly. She could hear Old Man Winter beginning to whisper above her head and she glanced up and smiled.

"I hear you old friend. My work is done and yours is just beginning. New York could always use a good blizzard." There was a whistle in response. She smiled broadly and leapt from the top of the Empire State Building. She plummeted down and down, and just as she neared the ever-approaching ground she flared her wings and rocketed upwards towards the snow filled clouds. She whooped as she soared over buildings in the making and zoomed towards the edge of the city, racing the on coming storm. That was the first time she ever heard him laugh. He had been around for nearly three hundred years and not once had she ever heard him laugh.

She skidded to a halt and spun around, her wings flapping lightly keeping her afloat. That laugh, that strange new laugh. So filled with joy and love and wonder. She knew everyone's laugh, everyone's, even that sour rabbit Bunnymund. But this was new. She began to make her way back into the city when there was an all too familiar tug in her stomach. She stopped and looked south, the tug got stronger. The laugh rang out again through the city and she looked north. The tug began to pull her south and she swallowed back her sadness at not being able to locate the laugh. She knew that one day she would find the laugh again, but she just didn't know it would take so long.

50 Years Later

She flew north with the south wind pushing her forward. It had been 50 years and she still remembered the laugh from that first day of winter. She had never heard it since. Always thinking about it, she had searched through all of the time she had free, and never once had she found it. She had to put that out of her mind for the moment though, as the latest tug was pulling her farther and farther north.

As she crossed over the Arctic Circle there was no doubt in her mind where the tug was taking her. She had never actually been to the workshop, but the brief chats she had with North on his yearly rounds had put enough into her head that it truly was a wonder. She had dreamed of it and thought that maybe one day she would visit but never had she tried to seek it out.

She dropped low near the ground and raced up the side of a mountain. The cold made her shiver but she also felt exhilarated, the snow splashing her face almost froze to her skin. She smiled as she broke the top of the mountain and looked down into the valley that was the workshop. She smiled at the towers and columns. Truly a sight.

She rocketed toward the nearest window and felt her magic flow over her skin. She passed through the window without a falter. She zipped through the halls and emerged into the globe room. She stopped, dropping to the floor, her Grecian sandals making not even a shudder against the ground. She moved around the globe, glancing at all of the bright flickering lights, the tug in her stomach momentarily forgotten. She had heard of the globes but never had she seen one up close. Gorgeous in craftsmanship and clearly cared for beyond belief. There was a clanking as one of the doors opened and closed, the stomping of boots alerted her to the approach of North. She turned just as the man entered the room. Before he saw her she was already reading the situation, the tug in her stomach did not increase and she relaxed her arms. North glanced up and gasped.

"My dear, what is it you are doing here?" She smiled and fluttered ontop of a desk, wrapping her arms around her one raised knee.

"My job North. How have you been? It's been what, 27 years?" North smiled and nodded, clapping her on her shoulder, careful to avoid the fragile feathered forms that were her wings.

"Too long, my dear, too long. You are just in time, the others will be here soon." Even as he spoke there was the sound of shifting earth and Bunnymund leapt from the newly created hole in the ground. He shook himself warm and then looked up, seeing her for the first time in 78 years.

"Shelia! How ya' been? Long time now aint it?" she nodded and leapt from her sitting position.

"Always too long a time away from you Bunny." Her stomach remained calm and she knew it was not time just yet. Bunny held her at arms length and smiled again.

"What brings ya' to the pole?"

"Work. Who else is coming?" Sandy floated in and greeted her. She was about to respond when the tug pulled so hard she fell. All three guardians rushed to her aid. She shoved them off and raised her left hand. Magic pulsed through the room and she could feel the new souls, flying in from the south. The golden bow materialized in her hand just as one of the upper windows opened. Her right hand supplied a glowing gold arrow. She took aim upwards and waited. Bunny leapt to stop her but she was faster. The arrow rocketed towards it's target just as she came into sight.

"North what is it that –" Toothiana was cut off mid sentence as the arrow pierced her heart. She screamed, falling to the floor as another voice from outside shouted.

"Tooth!" She readied another arrow and aimed lower. The flash of blue and white was almost faster than the golden arrow, but only almost. It found its target who collapsed directly on top of Tooth. Bunny tackled the girl to the floor, her bow fading into nothing just as it had appeared.

"What are you doing! You've killed them!" but that was when the laughing started. Toothiana was giggling from underneath the mass of blue sweatshirt and brown pants and then the most amazing thing happened, the boy laughed with her.

She had been searching for that laugh for half a century and there it was. With one powerful gust she was up from underneath Bunny and landing next to her latest masterpiece. She found the two entangled in each other, Tooth trying to free her arms, while the boy tried to free his legs.

"Tooth, stop that tickles!" his laugh echoed through the room. North, Sandy and Bunny had all moved over to observe the transpiring events. Tooth laughed harder.

"I'm sorry. Bunny! Help us out here!" Bunny bounced over and grabbed the boy by the back of his hoodie. He landed on his bare feet and ruffled his snow colored hair, the smile that graced his face was truly one for the record books. He glanced around, locating the staff that had fallen directly next to Toothiana, who was still giggling on the floor. He laughed again, grabbing her by the hands and pulling her upwards. Tooth's wings caught her and she fluttered next to the boy. Their eyes meeting and for the briefest of seconds there was the glimmering after glow of the arrows. The girl smiled and rested herself against the wall. Perfection, as always. The boy flipped his staff into his open hand and glanced at the girl leaning against the wall.

"Who's this?" His voice wasn't angry, but definitely wary. The girl flashed her smile and bowed.

"The name's Philena, but you can call me Lena. And you are?" The boy gave her a confused look.

"Jack Frost, spirit of Winter and Guardian of Fun. Sorry, if this is rude, but I've never heard of a magical being named Philena before." Lena laughed lightly and nodded, her angelic wings ruffling softly behind her as she raised her left hand. Magic pulsed as the golden bow formed.

"Well, that's easily explained. You've never heard of me because the name you know is not mine. I am Philena, bringer of True Love, and the world knows me as Cupid." She smiled as she leaned on her ever trusty bow, watching Jack's eyes double in size.