I spent so long trying to figure this out and at the same time I feel like I've figured out nothing at all... Oh well. While I'm okay with Rainbow Snowcone, I still felt Jack Frost needed a different romance interest. So, I present you with this.
Disclaimer: Rise of the Guardians does not belong to me.
It's Not About Going At It Like Rabbits
"There's really a cupid?"
For a moment there was silence as everyone stared at him from the large meeting table that North had so graciously provided.
"Wait, you don't question the existence of a guy made of sand," Bunnymund started, gesturing to Sandman, who promptly responded with a flurry of golden images that seemed to depict how absolutely ridiculous it was for a giant Australian rabbit to be hiding eggs. "But you question a guy who makes people fall in love? Really, mate?"
Jack leaned forward on his crossed arms, glaring at Bunnymund. "People tell stories about Big Foot but we all know he's not real," he pointed out.
"Actually he is. Ask Mother Nature. She's pretty much the only one of us who can ever find him," Tooth explained with a shrug of her shoulders.
For a moment Jack looked extremely interested. "Wait, really? I thought-no, hold on, no. Not proving my point. What about dragons? They don't exist, right?"
Tooth frowned. "That's actually a tough one. I don't know. I vaguely remember seeing dragons. You can look at some tooth memories and they're there."
"Not in everyone's though... It must be someone else... Who do you think has control over old magical creatures now?" North inquired, running a hand through his bushy beard. "I mean, unless they're gone. Maybe they never replaced her."
Tooth bit her lip gently, as if thinking it over. "You're right, though are you sure she's really-"
"Hold on, who is her?" Jack asked, suddenly getting lost in the conversation.
"Haven't we gotten off the subject? I still can't believe you haven't seen Cupid. You cause a blizzard just about every Valentine's Day. Honestly, you little frost brat, figure out what holidays you're messing with," Bunnymund informed Jack with a roll of his eyes.
The cold-skinned youth smirked at that. "I like to think of it as improving."
"There is nothing wrong with Easter! It is a perfect holiday the way it is!" Bunnymund insisted, narrowing his eyes at the cocky teen.
Jack responded with an even wider smirk. "Yeah, yeah, don't get your kangaroo ears in a twist."
At the mention of being a kangaroo Bunnymund actually seemed to settle down with a small laugh, signaling that he was done with the playful banter for now.
"So is Valentine's Day. Have you never celebrated it before?" Tooth inquired, looking over at Jack.
"Who would I have celebrated it with?" Jack spat, glaring at her. "Who needs it anyway? Just a bunch of love and glitter and rubbing it in people's faces that you have someone and they don't." Tooth looked hurt momentarily, though there was a sadness that didn't leave her eyes even after she put on an apologetic frown.
"I'm sorry Jack, I-" She wanted to say that she had simply forgotten. To her Jack was sweet and funny and so social, and her hummingbird fairies had always chattered happily about Jack, so even when she knew no one believed in Jack it had never occurred hat this meant he was truly alone every day. Even Valentine's Day. But it seemed the Guardians would not be satisfied with her apology.
"No. You know what, you can be sad about being alone. But you're not now, and it's not Tooth's fault that you were lonely. Don't take it out on her!" Bunnymund hissed.
Now it seemed the Easter Bunny was getting mad, and North and Sandy leapt to fix the situation.
But neither got the chance to say (or sign) anything. Jack was already standing, head hung, teeth buried in his lip. "No, I'm sorry. I just..." He looked at their expectant, sad, and angry faces and let out a shaky sigh. "I just..." He didn't really know. He turned and leapt out of the room, calling a cold wind to carry him out of the window.
Tooth seemed to internally collapse, slouching in her seat and unleashing a sad sigh.
"Hey, you don't let the frost brat get to you. He had no right to yell at you," Bunnymund insisted, setting a furry paw on Tooth's feathery shoulder.
She shook her head. "People have always believed in you. You've always been surrounded by loving faces," she said, speaking to each of them. "And even if you didn't..." She raised her head, glancing over at North. "Don't you have the yetis and the elves around you? And Mrs. Clause? And Bunny, what about your egg workers and your wife and kids? And Sandy, what about you and Fairy Godmother?" Sandy seemed to blush at this, and a small giggle escaped Tooth at his flustered face. "You've only been courting for what, sixty years? Don't you see?"
North seemed to be smiling in understanding, but Sandy and Bunnymund still looked confused.
"Boys." Tooth rolled her eyes. She should've known. Honestly. "Let me spell this out for you. He's a healthy, long time lonely, immortal eighteen-year-old..."
Sandy's mouth formed a perfect 'o' and a golden check mark appeared above his head. Bunnymund's face, on the other hand, went sour, disgusted, and horrified in an instant. "You don't mean... Crikey, I didn't think to put condoms in any of my Easter eggs-"
"Is it always sex with you males?" Tooth scoffed, standing and putting her tiny hands on her hips.
"I didn't say that," North reminded her, trying to suck up to the now enraged fairy.
Tooth's frustrated face dropped and she offered him a sweet, glittering smile. "Not you and Sandy, I know. It's just... Who knew 'going at it like rabbits' was so accurate."
"Excuse me!" Bunnymund looked indignant as Tooth turned to face him again, and then the look dropped when he saw her teasing smile. "I guess it's kinda... well..." He cleared his throat and instantly it was dropped.
"Bunny, I'm talking about love! Plain and simple! I mean really, to him Valentine's Day was just another day to get the kids out of school and cause trouble. And who did he spend time with before us? Just a bunch of ten-year-olds throwing snow balls and spreading chaos. And no one could see him so he couldn't form any long-term attachments to anyone. I... I don't even think he'd spoken to a girl before me now that I think about it. At least in this life. That's 300 years..." This realization seemed to puzzle the original four Guardians to no end.
Suddenly a bell was ringing and all eyes turned to Sandy, a dizzy elf in his clutch. A grainy question mark appeared above his head and then a very detailed figurine of Jack and a cartoony heart.
"We could play matchmaker! I'm sure there are girls who still love me! Everyone loves the sleigh, remember? We lure them onto the sleigh, bring them here-"
"North... I... No. Just..." Tooth shook her head, offering him a reassuring smile. "No, okay?"
"You said no to my idea of shoving Jack Frost in a sack and putting him through a magic portal and look how well that worked out!"
North seemed very enthusiastic about his idea, but Tooth gave him 'the look'. She had slowly become the motherly figure in the group, and when she gave 'the look' it was understood that whatever idea had just been proposed needed to be dropped and fast. Santa's shoulders sagged but he nodded. "Alright, alright. Then what do we do?"
"I... nothing. We really can't do anything."
And... babam. Man, that felt good to finally write some Jack Frost. (don't freak out, I'm SOOOO not done) I need me some romance soon.
Anyway, yeah, this one's gonna be dramatic. And yes, Bunnymund and Tooth made a slightly dirty joke. They're centuries old and they had lives before they became guardians. I think it's okay so long as they're not going around throwing themselves at anything that moves and making out all the time and cursing intensely. Besides, just because you work at a toy store, doesn't mean you're an innocent person.
Just warning you.
Thanks for reading. Reviews/favs/stuff appreciated. Thank you again!
Ezzy
