Hey Guys! Okay so I had a little bit of an issue before with Chapter one. Way too friggin long. So! Started again and split it into the first three chapters! I suggest you reread em because I changed a few things :p But! I really do hope you like it and I'm gonna try and get to writing more often! New Chapter Four though! :) P.S. It's rated M for way later scenes and I shall write warnings for those!
Amy dropped to the ground, her light pink wings withdrawing to her back as she observed the mural. It depicted a thousand roses blooming, her favorite flower. "Whoa. This is beautiful. Whoever did this must be damn proud." She slipped her fingers through her reddish violet curls as she admired it, blue eyes blinking slowly. She wore dark pink strapped under-bust corset over a white lacy tank top and a knee length pink skirt much like a ballerina's tutu skirt. She wore knee high boots that folded over at the top with matching gloves, both white.
"Thank you, miss." Amy jumped at the voice, twisting around as she slid a red arrow out of the quiver on her side and holding it out defensively. Her eyes fell on a brunette, clad in a high collared dress that went from light blue to blue, the skirt at her knee on the left and falling to her ankle on the right, a silver corset starting just below her bust and ending at a point She had dark blue boots on with silver lining, same as her long gloves and shoulder armor which had a dark blue cloak hanging from it.
"Jesus! You scared the hell out of me." She laughed, glancing over to the mural as she slid the arrow back in her quiver.
"You did this?" She smiled, walking over beside Amy.
"Yep, my name's Arthina. By the way, nice reflexes there. I've always liked bows and arrows, but uh…" She slid a silver sword with a light blue handle out of the sheath on her side, analyzing it with a wide smile. "I think this suits me better."
"Bows and arrows are better at distance. Easier for me to hide." Art slid the sword back in her sheath, turning to her. "So, you know my name, what's yours?" "The name's Amoura, but you can call me Amy for short." She stuck her hand out, which Art took willingly, "Amy…nice to meet you. What do you mean easy to hide, though?"
Amy crossed her arms, "Well, I don't think humans would be perfectly okay with a girl draped in pink and feathery wings." She chuckled, flapping her wings a little before retreating them again.
"What about a girl with a sword that can bring things to life?" "Wait, what?" "Think of something to make me draw. Anything you want."
Amy pursed her lips, thinking, and then smiled. "Draw yourself a jet pack or something. With those skills, I need you to meet someone." "Oh? Well, if it's flight you want…" Art reached into a small pouch on her hip, pulling out golden glowing dust.
"Ever seen magical dust?" "Not gold, but pink yeah. Except Cupid won't let me touch it. Says I'm too 'inexperienced' to handle such a powerful tool." She snickered, "I'll find out where he hides it eventually." "Cupid?" "Oh, that's what I call him, but his actual name is Rogue." "Cupid? The Cupid? He's real? I thought he was just a myth." "No, he's real. But he hates his name, makes people assume he's a baby in a diaper." Amy laughed.
"Well, anyways, you know what? I think I know who would love your work!" "Who?" Art smiled a little, feeling slightly uncomfortable at meeting anyone else when she barely even knew herself.
"There's this guy, uh, well not really a guy, okay well he's the easter bunny, except his name's Bunnymund, and he's got this whole place just for painting his eggs. I snuck in once, the place is beautiful." She laughed, "But I bet he'd love your work!" "Easter bunny? He's real too?" "Yes!"
Art laughed, "Well, I've only met the Tooth Fairy and the Sandman, and you now, I didn't really know of Cupid or Bunny…mund? I didn't know they existed. You know, people can see me, and I've talked to them, but when it comes to Tooth, Sandy, and you…it feels different. Like, we've all lived for a long time but…why? I've seen people, grown close to them, watched them grow, age, and pass. But I have to keep living, and honestly…I don't even know what my real name is. I mean, I woke up, coughing up dirt, and all I got was the name Arthina. The man on the moon, that's all he ever told me." She looked down at Amy, snapping out of her trance. "Do you know what we are? Our purpose? I'm happy with what I do but…" She trailed off, looking down at her sword and then up at the moon.
Amy frowned, "Um…I never knew…what I was really…I mean, opening my eyes, the first person I saw was Rogue. He said I was unique and special, but he's pretty corny so I don't know what that means. Maybe he can help?" Amy leapt up, wings flapping silently. "Alright." Art nodded, following as Amy took off, spiraling into the sky.
They landed on a white marble balcony with intricate golden rails. "Hey! Cupid! Gotcha a visitor!" Amy shouted, smiling as she saw Rogue push the golden doors open. He smiled at her, polishing a red arrow in his hands. He had pale brown hair with dark blue eyes, and he wore white pants tucked into maroon boots with a maroon suit shirt over a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up. He had thick white wings tucked behind.
"Who's this?" "Whoa, you're nothing like the Cupid I imagined." Art said, giggling lightly. He chuckled, "Yeah well, most people don't imagine me as an adult." He stepped forward, bowing before her. "Pleased to meet you, miss…?" "Arthina." She did a small curtsey, smiling. "Beautiful name."
He looked over at Amy, "Where have you been?" "Um…out…anyways! Art doesn't know where she came from…kinda reminded me of the Jack guy you told me about?" "Oh…well, do you remember anything at all, Miss Art?" "No, not really. Who's Jack?"
"Jack Frost, Winter Spirit. He had the same thing. He spent three hundred years not knowing who he was. Until Toothiana helped him." Rogue informed, Amy adding, "Yeah, it's a pretty sad story." "Sad? But, wait, how did Toothiana help him?"
"Well, she deals with memories, that's why she keeps the teeth. She showed him his last memory before he became Jack Frost, back when he was Jack Overland." "Really? Then what are we doing here?! I have to go! Like now! Go right now!" She was bubbling with excitement, digging into the pouch on her hip.
"Alright, calm down there." Amy laughed, looking over at Rogue. "Can I go?" He nodded, chuckling, "Of course. I'll come with." He slid the arrow into a quiver on his back, bent his back slightly as thick white feathered wings spread out. "Lead the way Art, you said you knew her." Amy commanded, spreading her smaller pink wings. "Yeah, and thanks guys! So much!" Art hugged them both, and Amy laughed. "Thank us later, come on!"
"Okay, we're here!" "Art! Oh I missed you!" Tooth rushed out to hug her tightly and then hugged Rogue. "Rogue! Who's this?" "It's good to see you too, Tooth. This is Amy." He gestured to her, smiling. "Hel-oh!" Tooth hugged Amy before she could speak. "Oh so you're Amy! What brings you around, Art?" Amy looked between Rogue and Tooth for a moment, wondering how she already knew her.
"Well…it's a long story." Art explained how she didn't remember who she was.
"Oh whoa. It's so strange…more and more of us are coming along like that. Don't worry, I've got to have your teeth somewhere! Girls! Find Art's teeth!" Tooth called out to her small humming bird helpers. "Thanks Tooth. I can't tell you how much I appreciate this! By the way…do you know why I can't remember?" "Probably the same as Jack…you might have died…" "Wait…what?" "Before, when you were human, like the rest of us." "Wait, does that mean I was human too?" Amy asked, frowning. "We all were." Amy bit her lip, I don't remember my past either…did I die?
"How is it that we can't remember though? Because what? We died?" Art questioned, confused with all of this. "I'm not sure actually…but most likely…oh! Good! You've found it!" Tooth took the teeth capsule and handed it to Art. "Just press your thumb down there in the center and watch." Art took a deep breath as she held it, holding her thumb over the center.
"You okay?" Rogue asked, standing beside her. "Yeah, just um…nervous." "It'll be fine…" Amy reassured as she placed a hand on her shoulder. Art looked between them, smiling and nodding. "Okay." She pressed her thumb down, eyes captured by the light that radiated from it.
Colors. Colors of brightness, darkness, happiness, and war. Melody. The savior of a little town in the middle of nowhere. 1783: the year of the battle for freedom, for innovation. The year Melody died in battle, died bringing down the leader in charge of everyone who oppressed the small town. The one who came back a decade later, to watch this town prosper in it's own little way, unknowing that she was the one to bring it back to it's colorful life.
After a few minutes, "Oh my god! Did you guys see that?!" She looked between them, giggling. "Uh…no…what happened?" Amy asked. "It's a really long story, but really it's just…thank you….thank you guys!" She wrapped her arms around the two and reached out for Tooth, who hugged back.
"Did you see anything?" Amy whispered to Rogue. "Nope, hoping you did." He whispered back, chuckling a bit as Art released the group hug. Amy shrugged, "Yeah…no."
"So what next for you?" Rogue asked, Amy chirping in next. "Yeah, anyone you need to visit now or…oh! Bunny! Do you still wanna see him?" Art smiled, "Oh yeah, sure!"
"Awesome! Rogue, wanna come too? And Tooth?" Tooth smiled widely, but shook her head, "I'd love to, I miss them all so much, but I have to stay here and collect all the beautiful teeth out there."
Amy smiled, and Rogue nudged her. "I bet I could beat you to the Warren so much faster." He spread his wings out, large and white. "Bet's on, Cupid!" He took off, Amy launching out after him.
Art laughed, "Are they always like that?" Tooth nodded, "Rogue is pretty competitive, but it looks like he's got harder competition now." "Now that I think about it…Rogue is Cupid so he deals with love, what does Amy do? I know she has her bow and arrow but what does she do?"
"Oh, she works with him and to be honest, he's incredibly in love with her." "Really? How do you know?" "He told me, I'm sure he'll tell you if you stick around long enough. But! You should get going." Art nodded, smiling, "Yeah, I hope they didn't forget about me."
Amy landed on the grass, smiling widely and walking around the giant stone egg, carved in with faces on both sides, both faces with eyes closed. It's probably sleeping. She thought, smiling as she heard the familiar beat of wings. She rounded the corner, seeing Rogue with a victorious smile on his face.
"Hey! What took you so long?!" She shouted, laughing as he jumped.
"Wh-hat the!? Where did-how did-?!"
She smirked, "Well, you see, I'm just faster than you, Cupid." She laughed, and he rolled his eyes.
"Not my name."
"Oh, come on, you know you love it!"
"Do not!"
She smiled softly at him, "Well, I love it. Anyway, where's Art?"
"I don't know. I thought she was behind you. I was pretty sure I'd beaten you…"
She crossed her arms, laughing, "You didn't really think you'd beat me did you?"
"Of course I did! I've been flying longer than you. Not to mention I'm the one who showed you everything. I taught you all you know."
"And now what? I'm faster than you? Better? Stronger?" She flexed her arms playfully then bursted into laughter.
"Well…I mean…I was gonna say…um…" He blushed, wondering how he could compliment her without coming off as a complete creep.
"What?" She dropped her arms to her hips, smiling.
"Uh…well..I…" He bit his lip in thought, not sure how to say it. Say she was completely amazing, the way she grew to be this beautiful, wonderful woman… Amy heard Art's voice from a distance, completely and easily distracted. "Oh! She's here! Just tell me later, kay?" She giggled, poking his chest and skipped over to where Art was admiring the Warren.
"Hi!" "Hey! You guys are fast! How long have you been here already?" Art asked, looking around.
"Oh, only a couple minutes." Amy smiled, glancing over at Rogue and giggled. "I beat him so bad."
Art laughed at Rogue's overly dramatic face, arms crossed over his chest. Amy laughed, turning out to the Warren, glancing at Art, "He's so fun to mess with, watch." She turned back, "Bunny! Come out or the eggs get it!" She snickered.
"This place is pretty big, does he really need this much space for eggs?" Art asked, walking around slowly.
"Oh yeah, you gotta see how this thing works! It's pretty damn cool!" Amy said, turning to her.
"Art wait-" The brunette took one giant step right into the opening of a ground portal, falling half way in before she got stuck pressed against something really big and really furry.
"Crikey!" Bunnymund's voice rang out, eyes wide. Art groaned in pain, rubbing her head with the one arm that got stuck out of the hole, eyes shut.
"Who the hell are you?" The pooka looked down at the woman, confused.
"I'm Arthina…and I take it you're the…Easter…Bunny…?" She lost track of her words as she looked up into his eyes, the most beautiful shade of green she's ever seen. "Whoa you have really- I mean…that is um…Hi." She smiled nervously.
"Yeah. I'm Bunnymund. Cupid's girl brought you he…re…?" His eyes lowered to hers, a deep chocolatey brown. "Y-yeah…um.." She racked her brain for the red head's name, unable to recall it.
"I um…she brought me here. And so did um…"
"Rogue?" Rogue suggested, grinning as Amy continuously beat into his arm from excitement.
"Yeah what he said." She smiled shyly. Bunny felt a strange feeling rise into his chest, never ever feeling this way about another person. His heart struggled to beat as he stared at this beautiful…? Yeah, beautiful woman right in front of him.
"That's good um…hold on." He widened the portal, both flying up. He landed quickly, catching her as she fell, too off guard to catch herself. "Sorry bout that."
Art turned a bright shade of red, stammering, "Uhh… t-thank you for catching me…haha…" Her fingers played with the fur on his shoulders as she looked up at him. Wow…when I imagined the Easter Bunny, I didn't imagine this at all! He's so big, and cute, and fluffy, and beautiful green eyes, and wow that accent…
"No problem, um…so what are you doing here?"
Amy chirped in, smiling widely, "I brought her here because she's an amazing artist, hence the name. Let her paint you an egg or something!" She giggled, crossing her arms, leaning on Rogue slightly.
"Well, that is, if you'd let me, please…" Art smiled nervously, "And I need you to do me a little favor before you answer whether or not you'll let me."
He opened his mouth, clearing his throat twice before speaking, and damn him for suddenly being unable to speak, "W-what is it?" She blushed, stammering again, not completely wanting to say this, "Can you…uh…p-put me down…?" The both of them had been so distracted by their own thoughts that they hadn't realized exactly where they were. "Huh? Oh! Yeah! Sorry, I uh…sorry!" He quickly let her down, feeling heat in his cheeks.
Amy giggled silently, whispering to herself, "I ship it."
Rogue rolled his eyes, slipping up behind her, "Don't you even think about it."
She jumped a little, "Jesus, you scared the hell out of me!"
She glanced over at him, then grinned back at the two standing there, nervously staring at each other. "Besides, you can't say you don't ship it." Rogue chuckled, teasing her, "Oh of course I do, I just shipped it first."
"Nuh uh! They're mine! I shipped them first and you can't stop me." She glared at him, elbowing him playfully.
"Alright then, let's make a bet."
"Ooh, the bet is on, Cupid! I bet I can get them together in a week, tops." She smirked at him.
"Oh please, I could get them together in two days with my eyes closed…um…where did they go?" The winged duo looked out, noticing the other two had disappeared. "I don't…how did they disappear like that?"
She nudged him, "You distracted me on purpose!" "No I swear I didn't…oh I see what you did, you distracted me!" "What? Don't turn this on me, Cupid!"
"You sure we shouldn't have told them where we were going?" Art wondered, walking with Bunny ask they strolled off.
"Nah, knowing Amy, that little show pony will find us eventually. Besides, I think you should see this without her shouting." He led her through a mossy stone arch, gesturing out to a vast winding path where the eggs normally walked down, a few strolling already. Easter had just passed, so many of the eggs hadn't hatched yet, though there were a few strays.
"Beautiful, ain't it?"
"Oh my god…in all my years…" She bit her lip on some actual tears building up, "This is…" He chuckled, "Come on." He nudged her arm and led her down to the edge of the path where an array of flowers curved over like small archways over the path.
"The flowers spew paint dust, easier than actual paint and less of a mess…want some?"
"Yes please! I-I mean…uh…y-yes please…" She blushed from her enthusiasm, looking down nervously. He chuckled, picking out a flower and handed it to her.
"Blue, like the color of your dress. It paints whatever shade of the color you want it to." She smiled widely, "Thank you. This is by far one of the greatest gifts I've ever gotten."
He shrugged, "It's nothing." He looked down at her, lost in her eyes for a moment before clearing his throat and standing up. "Come on, there's more!" "Really?" "Oh yeah."
Bunny walked over to the vines, specific vines that curled to the perfect size for an egg to slip through. "The eggs drop here and come out decorated with unique patterns. Want one?"
She blushed, "Really? I-I feel kind of bad…you're giving me all kinds of incredibly amazing things and I…haven't given you anything." He grinned, gesturing out to a blank stone wall, "Just show me what you can do, Arthina."
"Um…okay! Any requests?" She asked, placing her flower down and stepped up to the wall.
"Paint…the Warren."
She smirked, "Easy." She drew her sword, the blade thinning, handle elongating, transforming into a large paintbrush that curled around her hand. She drew her hand across the wall, painting easily, swiftly; the Warren, the grass, the statues, the eggs, and most importantly, him.
"Well, what do you think? Like it?" She swiveled around, brush morphing back into her sword and sliding it into the sheath.
"Whoa…you're…whoa…" He was at a loss for words. The painting was a mirror image of the Warren.
"So you like it?" She giggled.
"Y-yeah!"
"Really?"
"Hell yeah, mate!" He wrapped an arm around her shoulder, squeezing her and lifting her off the ground slightly. "You've got skill!"
She blushed as he held her, turning red. Art nervously wrapped an arm around his waist, smiling shyly. He smiled, placing her down.
"Damn good skill there."
"Thanks! So…"
"What do you wanna-"
"Hey! Found you!" Amy giggled, wings flapping as they nestled into her back.
Art blushed, "Oh h-hey guys…"
"Whoa! Art, you did this?! Damn…" She pressed her hands to her hips, admiring the painting.
"Yep! I painted it as a thank you gift to Bunny! He gave me this!" She held up the flower. "Well, isn't that sweet?" Amy smiled widely between the two.
"Yes…very sweet…" Rogue said, coming up beside Amy. Don't even think about it Amy, this is mine. He thought, grinning at her. She grinned right back, "Bet is so on, Cupid."
Art lowered her voice, whispering to Bunny, "Are they always this competitive?"
"All the time." He chuckled, nudging her. "Wanna see the iridescent river?"
She smiled, "Sure! But won't they find us again?" She glanced over at Amy and Rogue, the two simply standing there giving each other innocent smiles and determined glares.
"Not if you stick close to me." He wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her up into his arms. She blushed, curling up as they dipped into a portal he opened. Bunny rushed through the tunnel, one arm holding her while the other helped him run.
"Whoa! H-how do you do that?!" She asked, holding onto him tightly.
"It's easy! Fastest way of travel!" They launched up out of the portal, landing gently. He placed her down, smiling. "You good?"
"Yeah. My fastest way of travel is flight."
"Last time I flew was North's rickety sleigh. Never doing that again." He laughed, "Got him good after though."
He gestured to the river, "Anyway, check it out." "Sure, let's go!" She took his paw, blushing nervously.
"So…I take it North is Santa Clause right?" He blushed, letting her pull him. "Uh…yeah that's him, um…so this is the river…" He cleared his throat, "The eggs dip into it and get coated in iridescent paint."
She smiled, "Um…nothing major but…uh…"
"Yeah?"
"I just noticed…the eggs…have legs?"
"Oh yeah, adorable ain't it?" He knelt down, picking one up with the paw that wasn't in hers.
"Honestly…it's kinda strange but…so cute! Could I hold one?" He nodded, holding it out to her. "Put your hand flat and he'll walk to you." She held her hand our to the egg, giggling as it hopped over to her palm.
"Aw he's so cute! He'll be ever cuter when he's painted."
Bunny smiled, "You paint him." He smiled.
"Really?!"
"Yeah, why not? You've got the skill for it."
She giggled, settling down on the grass as he pulled her down. "Okay! I have an idea!" She took the paintbrush he offered her and started painting it. She painted the change of the seasons around the egg. He watched in complete awe.
"You…you're…you're perfect!" She blushed red at his compliment, painting the finishing touches.
"Really! I've never seen anyone like you."
"Me neither." She smiled.
"Well, obviously, I'm a pooka. Last of my kind."
She laughed, "Not what I meant, but okay."
"Think they'll find us?" He wondered, looking around.
"Probably."
"Then we better get moving." He stood, lifting her again.
"Where to next?"
"Surprise me!" He grinned and tapped his foot, "Hold on then, mate!" They sunk down into the ground, both smiling widely.
Bunny and Art appeared up at the top of a large colosseum like area, where thousands upon thousands of eggs sat still. He leaned over to her, whispering, "This is where they wait for Easter."
"Wow…you really do need a lot of space. I just thought maybe with all this space you'd have like parties or roommates or something not…zillions of eggs."
"Nah, I'd never get a roommate, especially considering the only people I know all have their own place..except Jack but hell no." He laughed.
"Jack? Jack Frost? Tooth and the others were telling me I was just like him."
"Oh no you are nothing like that block of ice."
"What? Oh no, I meant that I lost my memory because I died like him. I'm not mortal. I'm like you guys, in a way. I've never met Jack Frost. You did know I'm not mortal right? I mean yeah, I look human but…I'm more like you."
"Oh, are you? How so?"
"Well I mean…Amy told me you would like what I do, the painting thing, so I agreed to meet you. But first I went to Tooth so find out who I was…so I'm here now, with you." She smiled.
He blushed a bit, "Um…do you know what your past is then?"
"Yeah…it was good…and a little scary since I watched myself die again…but I am happy to have seen who I was."
"Good…" He moved to wrap an arm around her, stopped himself nervously, hesitating.
"Uh, well, what do you want to do now?"
She smiled, "Well, how about we just walk around and hopefully the others won't find us just yet."
He grinned, "Good idea." He stood, offering her his paw.
"Come on, I'll show you the meadows." She took his hand, blushing again as he lifted her. He hopped off the wall, landing with her gently.
"What types of flowers do you have?"
"All of them." He started to walk towards the exit of the Warren, the only staircase that existed to lead up to the outside.
"Even orchids?!" She squeaked, squeezing his hand. He chuckled, "Yeah…I take it that's your favorite flower?"
"Yes! Blue! Do you have a favorite flower? What's this one?" She pulled out the flower he'd given her.
"Colorant bells, they're beautiful…" Like you…what? "Uh…my favorite are those actually."
"Oh they're beautiful!" "Yeah…" Like you…dammit! "Here we are!" He pushed the doors open, hearing the tear of roots and moss that had grown over the doors which were beyond unused.
"Oh wow…" She stared out at the meadows in awe. He walked out with her, swiftly moving down to pick out a few blue orchids. "Here."
She blushed as she took them, "Thank you."
"No problem…um can i ask you something?"
"Of course?" She smiled, strolling with him.
"Do you have a home? I know Jack doesn't…"
"Well kinda…I mean I travel a lot to different places…I see a lot of people and the beauty in this world…and I kinda stay where I can and it's not like I need to eat so…no not really?"
"Oh, well, you can stay here anytime Art." He smiled, looking out at the meadow.
"Really?" "Yeah, as long as you paint for me." He grinned.
"Oh Bunny…I would have to think-Yes! I would love to stay here with you!"
He chuckled, yelping as she launched herself at him, hugging him and knocking them both down. "You ok…ay?" He blushed red, looking up at her.
"Yeah…better than I have been in a long time…this is by far the greatest day of my life…" She smiled widely, propping herself up a bit. "That's uh good…g-glad to be a part of it."
"You sure you want me to stay with you?" He looked at her and she's perfect. Every bit of her is every bit of himself that he's been missing and he didn't even know he'd ever felt this piece of emptiness in him. "Yeah…I'm sure…"
"But you do know that…um…" He rose an eyebrow at her, "What?" "That I'm not a guardian like you all…but it's still my job to make sure that the children of the world see the beauty in everything around them…and I'm going to keep doing that. So I won't be here all the time. But…I have a home now so I have a place to return to…and…" He smiled at her, "And?" "I have someone to come back to…" She blushed red.
He chuckled, "And I have someone to wait for…" She blushed, looking down unable to look at him.
"Uh, but uh…c-can we um…sit up now? You're light but uh…you're crushing me." He chuckled, watching as she scrambled to sit up. "S-sorry!" He sat up beside her. "It's fine.
Art gently leaned over, resting her head on his shoulder. His ears twitched with the touch, along with his entire figure, smiling softly as he looked down at her. She smiled up at him, fingers curling into her skirt nervously.
"You're…" Beautiful. "Something…you know that?"
She giggled, "Thanks…you too." He smiled at her, completely aware of the heart thudding loudly in his chest as he looked back up and at the endless meadow.
"Hey um…I'm a little curious…where did Amy and Rogue go?"
"Probably off on another bet or following some poor couple betting who can marry them off first."
He laughed, smiling at her giggle.
"What is it with them and bets?"
"They both love competition."
"Why?"
"I…don't know." He shrugged and laughed, "I'm surprised they haven't married themselves off yet though, as competition, who could get married first kind of thing." She giggled, fussing with her hair. He smiled, "I don't know if they would though. Getting married as guardian is tough…there's a bunch of us, spirits, but it's hard finding the perfect one…" Though I think I have…
"I could imagine that would be hard to fi…" She looked up at him, getting lost in his eyes. He blushed red at their locked gaze, unable to find his voice. Luckily, she found hers.
"I…I…um…so what's it… it like to be a…guardian?"
"Uh..it's um…it's great…" He forced himself to look away so he could speak. "It's amazing to see the happiness in the kids' faces ever Easter…"
She smiled, "Is it true? What they say?"
"What do they say?"
"That if enough kids stop believing…your powers…and you…disappear?" She looked down, biting her lip. "Well…I'm not sure…we've never been completely unbelieved in…Jack wasn't believed in at all…"
"I hope they never stop believing…"
"I doubt they will. And with your skill, they never will."
"My skill? How is that going to help? I mean I love what I do, but I'm not like you…a guardian."
"Well, your skills help others, it gives them their artistic talent. You may not be a guardian, but people believe in you."
"As what? The spirit of creativity or art or something?"
"Yeah actually…Arthina…the spirit of creativity." He smiled down at her.
"I think I like that…Arthina the spirit of creativity…whatcha think?" "It's beautiful." He smiled softly. "Thanks!"
Bunny smiled, leaning down and pressed his nose to hers. She giggled, blushing. "Please don't do that! That tickles!" "It does?" He smiled wider, pressing his nose against hers again.
"Is it the whiskers?" "Yes now please stop!" Art laughed, blushing more. He laughed, rubbing his nose against hers, "Make me, mate." She giggled, "Okay! If Amy and Rogue find us like this they'll break out the wedding vows!"
He stopped for a moment, did it once more, and leaned back. "Fine, but that's only because I can't stand their competitiveness when it comes to these things."
"Do you think they would do something like that to us?"
"Ohhhh yeah! Amy does that all the time, she's tried with me, but I'm too fast for her arrows." He chuckled, looking at her. She shifted uncomfortably, looking straight. "Who was Amy trying to fix you up with?"
"Tooth once, but no. Nope, not that I don't like Tooth, she's great, but not that way."
"Well sorry…it's none of my business really, I was just…" "Just what?" He frowned slightly. "Nothing, don't worry about it." She gave a small smile.
"Nah, come on, you gotta tell me now." He pressed his nose against hers again, and she let out a small squeal. "Okay, okay, I was just…" Jealous "curious, that's all."
"Uh huh." He mused sarcastically, smiling as he looked back out at the meadow.
"I've never felt so at peace before…" She hummed, undoing the cape that hung at her shoulders. "It's great…I come here to nap sometimes…"
"How does it look at night?"
"At night? Beautiful, you could count every star…"
"I would love nothing more than to see that…but I think Amy and Rogue will find us before that and I promised I'd go with Amy to travel for a while so we could work together so…" She sighed, her eyes falling.
"You could always come back at night…well…it's almost night anyway, why don't you start the adventure in the morning?"
"Sure, but I gotta tell Amy that. Isn't it a little worrying that they haven't found us by now? I mean they can fly…"
"That's true…hm…wonder where they are…"
Bushes rattled off in the distance, catching both their attention. He launched up, standing between Art and the bushes, arming his twin boomerangs. She blushed at the sudden protection, admiring the carvings on the wood of the boomerangs.
"What do you think it is?" She whispered, looking up at him.
"Bloody ground hog." He whispered back, glancing over at her with a smile.
"Ground hog?"
"Yeah, but…I don't think…" He peered over at the bush, ears twitching as he heard giggling.
"Yeah, nope. Not him." He lowered the boomerangs to their hostlers on the strap across his chest.
"Then who?" "Amy! Rogue!" He shouted, a chuckle following his shout. It was quiet for a moment, and Art smiled.
"I've got them." She dusted magic around her and darted forward, gliding through the air and slicing the bush away with her sword, aiming to simply destroy the branches. Amy and Rogue were crouched, both armed with their bows.
"Um…hey…guys!" Amy lowered her bow slowly, smiling widely and guiltily.
"How long were you guys there?" Art asked, glaring at them with her hands on her hips, Bunny standing behind her.
"Maybe for like fifteen minutes hours seconds…we don't know…we've been here a while…" She smiled wide.
"And the arrows?"
"We didn't fire any!" Amy instantly shouted.
"Obviously."
"It's not like we had a bad reason, you guys left us…twice!" Rogue said, slipping his bow around to his back.
"Well…that…I…" Art started, interrupted as Bunny chuckled, "And? What you are, our parents?"
"Possibly."
"Excuse me!" Art glared.
"Sorry! We'll um..we'll be going now…Cupid." She nudged Rogue and stood, running his fingers guiltily through her curls.
"But, Amy, now that I think about it…we shouldn't leave these two alone." He smiled at them, making Art blush red.
"Ah, shut up Cupid." Amy giggled, loving that he used the nickname.
"Does it look like I wear diapers? No?"
"You'd look cute in them though." Amy elbowed him, laughing.
"Amy!" He glared down at her, making the party laugh.
"Come on, Rogue." She slid her arm into his, smiling.
"Wh…w…what?" He blushed as she leaned partially on him, pulling him slightly. A sudden flashback, of the same girl, in another life, sliding her arm into his and laughing as they walked along the fair grounds.
"Come on, Cupid." She giggled, walking with him and waving back at the couple.
"Wait! Um, maybe I should stay here with Bunny…I mean we know Art is moving in with him, so you should go help her get packed." He gently pushed her towards Art.
"I'll keep Bunny company, and you guys can get ready for your trip."
"Ugh, fine." Amy stuck her tongue out at Rogue, sliding her arm into Art's as she laughed.
"Let's go!"
"But uh…" She glanced back at Bunny, smiling as she saw his vivid green eyes. "I'll be back soon." He nodded, a shy smile spreading across his lips, "Later." She smiled, nodding as turning back to Amy.