"Wait, wait…what?" I hear you say. "You've been gone this long and now you're writing JackRabbit fanfiction? Teh hell?" Now give me a minute to explain myself here! Yes, I have been busy like crazy, but…damn it! It's the second to last day before winter break ends and I want to end it on a romantic note!

This story contains JackRabbit/FrostBunny/Whatever you guys call it, but that means it's YAOI and depending on the fairy tale I might have to increase the rating (Oh man…"Little Red Riding Hood" might be one…). And to end this ramble, let us begin the tales of Jack Frost and E. Aster Bunnymund and their love through the gift of fairy tales!

This story is an adaptation of The Frog Prince.

The Bunny Prince

Once upon a dream, in a far away kingdom filled with knights, dragons, and strange creatures all ruled by the same king, there was a tiny baby boy who was graced with beauty and looked as though he came from the blanket of snow he was lying on. Now the king and queen of this land had no heir to inherit their kingdom, and when they heard of this child, resting sweetly and without complaint in the snow-filled gardens surrounding their castle, Santoff Claussen, their excitement grew as they ran out to see the child. King North picked up the baby out of the snow as one would pluck a flower, delicately and with caution. The boy's crystal blue eyes looked up at the jolly man and a gurgle of giggles escaped his lips, causing the whole castle to roar with laughter. From that day on, the boy was named JACK FROST, a name worthy of his vague yet compelling beginnings. Though he had no royal blood in him, he was loved well by the people, and they somewhat trusted the mischievous lad to outgrow his childish ways and become one of the great kings of their land, second to none but his father. However, it is on a snowy winter day when the boy was only a young man that our story takes place.

Jack sat on his white sheets, looking up at his white ceiling and wondering impatiently when that elf would come in here and tell him what it was like outside. Being known for his origins, it wasn't surprising to anyone in the slightest that Jack Frost loved the winter, and therefore even his room looked like a winter wonderland, with wooden furniture to look like trees and white accents to rival the beautiful snow. Finally, he heard an excited elf banging on the door and Jack jumped to his feet, dressed in a blue tunic with brown trousers and matching brown boots. He opened the door and listened eagerly to the random noises of the elf describing the beauty of the snow covered forests outside. Without waiting to hear the rest, he threw on his brown cloak as his only extra layer of clothing, running out into the beautiful woods and running past the yeti guards, the nip in the air giving him a boost of energy. Jack jumped over logs and skated upon rivers, running on trees and swinging on heavy branches until he finally fell on his face in the middle of a field covered in a blanket of pure and untouched snow. He smiles, rolling onto his back and looking up at the ashy clouds above, a few flakes dropping onto his face.

"It's even better than last year," he spoke aloud, feeling the wispy snowflakes above with delicate fingertips, as if he were bending them in any direction he pleased.

"Ohhh…" Jack sat up as he heard the moan, looking around, his ears wiggling a bit. He hears it again and follows it to a snow bank, slowly brushing off the snow to see a small, adorable, and fluffy bunny.

"Shouldn't you be hibernating…?" Jack said to the rabbit. It looked so frail and thin that the prince was afraid it might get blown away. He reached down to pick it up, only to fall back on his backside when he heard it reply.

"Oi, I wouldn't have to if those damn dickheads 'adn't done this to me…" The rabbit looked up at Jack with a glare of annoyance, and then with a jump his eyes widened, on his two feet with his tiny paws raised. "OI!" It yelled, jumping around a bit and moving its clenched paws as it continued, "Stay back, ya hear, mate? I'm warna ya, I'm a fighter!" At first, Jack had no idea what to do. He stared, dumbfounded at the idea of an animal talking. Then he began to snicker, watching the tiny bunny acting like he was a freaking warrior. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He fell onto his back, laughing and whooping out loud, unable to even speak as he heard the bunny go after him. "Whatcha laughin' at?!" The bunny grew furious, suddenly kicking the young prince.

"Ow!" For a tiny rabbit, he did have a mighty kick. He picks up the small creature, much to its dismay, and glares at it as he says, "What? You're a cute, fluffy bunny trying to fight me, what else am I supposed to do?" Before the bunny could reply, he then looked at the snow and asked, "Hey, how can you talk?" Begrudgingly, the rabbit sighed.

"I'm not supposed to look like this, you frostbitten—" He stopped himself, groaning, "You're still a kid…Listen, I can walk, I can talk, blah blah blah, now put me down!"

"No," Jack smirked, standing up and cradling the rabbit in his arms. "And I'm not a kid," he continued, "I'm eighteen."

"Well at least I don't have to hold back my language, then!" The bunny writhed in his arms. "Where the hell are you taking me?!"

"Home!" Jack said childishly, walking towards the castle. The walk was slow and agonizing, having to restraint the rabbit in his arms many times. Finally, they arrived, his father out by the gates and looking at him with a smirk.

"There you are, Jack!" Queen Toothiana exclaimed, running over in her blue-green dress, which looked like a tent on her small body. She took one look at the baby bunny and couldn't stop herself from cooing over it. "Oh my goodness, it's so tiny! Where did you find it? It looks so thin, is it starving? Why didn't you give it any food? As a matter of a fact, why didn't you pack any food? Why aren't you wearing anything else, it's freezing out here! Come inside, we'll warm you both by the fire in your rooms." They were led inside, Tooth bringing them up to Jack's quarters and North following quietly behind while Tooth did all the talking, her ladies in waiting soon following suit and cooing over the bunny in Jack's arms. The rabbit at this time was exceptionally silent, but he reacted positively to every pet and scratch from the women. Once an elf had lit the fireplace, however, only Jack, his rabbit, and his parents were in the room, the bunny chewing on some baby carrots that were given to him.

"So, we will be giving little rabbit to elves for their supper tonight?" He chuckled, reaching over to scratch the bunny himself, the sound of eager elves echoing outside the room. The bunny, however, flinched away, looking in horror.

"I-I knew it! All humans are evil!" He tried to escape Jack's arms, even as he heard Tooth yell at North. Jack, however, pulled the rabbit closer, shushing it softly in its ear, brushing his fur. Surprisingly, this calmed the little rabbit.

"Don't worry," he glares lovingly at his dad, "I'm a vegetarian, I wouldn't let them touch you like that." The bunny just stared at Jack, unsure what to say.

"Especially when dinner talks! No rabbit stew!" The distinct sound of disappointed elves rang through the door.

"What's your name?" Tooth smiled, scratching the bunny behind its ear, which pleased the small beast.

"E. Aster Bunnymund at you service, ma'am," he said, kissing the fair queen's hand. Toothiana giggled a bit, remarking how polite he was, while North was sending daggers at Bunny with his eyes.

"I am Queen Toothiana," Jack's mother introduced herself, pointing to her husband, "and this is my husband, King Nicholas St. North. And I'm sure you already know our son, Jack Frost."

"Actually," Bunny said as he looked up at Jack, "you're the first to tell me what the kid's name is." Jack blushed a bit, but then frowned. He wasn't a kid…

"Oh!" Tooth giggled. "Well then, I suppose you two need some time to get acquainted with one another." At this, North regained his jolly smile and nodded.

"We will be seeing you at supper, Jack, Bunny," and with that, he took his wife's hand and left the room, leaving the boy and the rabbit to their own devices.

"So," Bunny said, finally escaping Jack's iron grip, "You're a prince, are ya?"

"Yeah," Jack replied, holding the chair of his seat and swinging his legs, "though the people often call me the Snow Prince 'cause I was found in the snow." Bunny gave him a look with a small snicker, shaking his head and continuing to look around the room, sniffing about. By then, he could tell the theme of the room was a winter forest and began to shiver just from the sight of it. He cuddled up by the fire, closing his eyes. "Hey Cottontail," Jack began, not noticing the small rabbit was trying to sleep.

"What, Snow Brat?" The Bunny glared up at him, but stopped as he saw the boy was looking intently at him.

"What were you doing out in the snow?" He asked, genuine concern flashing on his face. The bunny looked at him, not wanting to say anything, but with that damn look on his face…he couldn't just tell him to drop it. Bunny's ears dropped down and he sighed.

"…I was cursed," he began, "by the people of a town I lived in for a while. I-I used to be…taller…stronger…a mighty warrior to be compared with the legends. They saw me and called me the devil's work, though in reality they were just both scared and jealous." Bunny put his head down, continuing, "I wandered for days until I gave up and let the snow cover me, expecting to die any moment."

"But you didn't," Jack said, somewhat optimistically, smiling as he kneeled down next to the small bunny. Though the rabbit tried to back away, Jack lifted the small creature into his arms, rubbing his cheek against its gray-blue fur. The prince could feel Bunny resisting at first, but then relaxing, also enjoying the comfort. The young man smiled, suddenly looking at Bunny with mischievous eyes.

"What…?" Bunny asked hesitantly before being attacked by a flurry of Jack's fingers, which tickled him all over, causing the tiny rabbit to laugh and whoop. "A-Ah hahahahaha! F-Frostbite—HAHA—S-Stop! D-Dahahahamn it!" Jack couldn't stop laughing as well. Bunny was just what he was, and that was adorable. However, he finally stops when he feels his finger bit.

"Gah!" He exclaimed, holding the hurt digit.

"That's what you get, Snow Flake," he said with a chuckle, though he didn't leave Jack's lap. The prince looked down after sucking on his finger a bit and smirked, scooping the bunny into his arms, the creature still making no complaint.

"You're being awfully cooperative, Little Bunny Foo Foo" Jack said with a smug expression.

"Don't think it's because of you, ya ankle-biter," Bunny replied sternly. They began the name calling game, thinking of all the ways they could tease the other when they heard the familiar sound of an elf scratching at the door, telling them it was dinner time. Jack smirked and stood up, still holding tightly to the Bunny.

"The elves are pretty good chefs, so don't worry," Jack told Bunny as they made their way.

"They've had practice making vegetarian meals because of you, right?" Bunny asked, looking up at the boy from his cradled position in the prince's arms.

"Yeah," Jack replied.

"I didn't know there were humans who actually chose not to eat meat."

"It's not a fairly common thing if that's what you're asking."

"So then why you?"

"When I was a really little kid, like probably when I was three or so, my dad wanted to get me into hunting. After I saw him strike down a beautiful deer…I-I just couldn't. I couldn't even skin the deer, let alone put a knife in it. After that, I couldn't look at meat the same way again. I always try to avoid eye-contact with dad at meal times…he usually takes one look at my plate and seems so disappointed. And I guess he should be. After all, it's not like I'm going to grow up and be the great warrior like he is. I mean, look at me, I'm eighteen and yet I'm as thin as a toothpick. And short too…" Jack was now leaning against a column, unable to bring himself to the table as he contemplated his situation. He was snapped out of it, however, when a fuzzy nose began to rub against his neck and he heard a slight purr come out of the rabbit's mouth.

"Angst doesn't suit ya, Jack," he said with a smile, looking up at the prince with shining emerald eyes, "and I know the animals appreciate it, even if you can't save them all by being the only human who doesn't want to eat them. You're a good kid, and no one's objecting to that." Jack blinked. The rabbit…called him by his real name for once…and was being nice. He smiles a bit, readjusting the small bunny in his arms.

"Thanks, Aster," Jack replied, walking down to the dining hall again, not hearing the small gasp that escaped the tiny rabbit's mouth.

"JACK," a voice boomed as the prince entered the room, which instantly quieted, "you are late!"

"Sorry, dad," Jack said, continuing and not caring at the volume. He had heard North go louder before. Going up to where his parents sat, he joined them, smiling as he saw an identical meal to his own set on a plate next to his seat. Jack released Bunny next to him and even giggled as he watched the rabbit eat his meal like it was prey. Jack joined him, wishing he could eat like an animal too, though Tooth, sitting next to him, wouldn't allow it.

The room was then filled with the sound of conversation, laughter, and gossip. Jack kept taking glances at Bunny, wondering if he ate at tables like this before he was cursed. Then his mind began to wander on what Bunnymund looked like before he was made the tiny bunny that he was, considering that he was a warrior before. Did he look like his dad? No, he figured Bunny was leaner than that. He was probably actually more muscle than anything. Strong arms that could hold anything they wished to protect. Jack found himself blushing at the idea. He knew he was always…chillier than most people. It was a fact that his normal body temperature was less than most people, and so whenever anyone touched him, they usually remarked at how cold he was. However, he had never heard such a complaint from Bunny. He wondered how warm he was when he was in his natural form. Maybe he could warm up Jack, too…

His mind was snapped from his inner dialogue when he felt a pinch on his sleeve, looking down to see Bunny had bitten it to get his attention.

"I'm full," he said, his plate licked clean. Jack smirked, picking up the rabbit and standing up without excusing himself, though people were used to that by now. Jack couldn't fully escape his thoughts, though. The idea of a tall, warm, strong, and protective Bunnymund plagued his thoughts. It wasn't like he wanted them to leave though. He actually rather quite liked it. Honestly, he began to…want it. He wanted to be held by someone who could warm him, be loved by that person and be able to love them back. He supposed it was quite strange that he was having thoughts about a rabbit, but he wasn't really, more about the person that rabbit really was. Yeah, that's okay, right?

Right?

"Jack." Jack plopped himself on the bed, his hands moving on their own as they felt the tiny bunny's body, nails digging in and scratching.

"J-Jack…" He heard a hitched gasp and looked down, stunned to see Bunny's ears flopped down on the back of his head, his eyes shut tight and arching into his scratching. Jack chuckled a bit, his head knocking back.

"Jack!" He felt Bunny release himself, climbing up on his body until they were eye-to-eye, his paws on the top of Jack's chest and on the side of his face.

"What?"

"I want you to kiss me."

"…What?"

"Kiss me!" Jack blinked a few more times before Bunny finally sighed. "Just one kiss. I've seen you looking at me with this weird look lately and I can help you answer the question that's on your mind if you just kiss me. Please, you're probably the only one who can." Jack finally realized he was being serious. Had anyone asked him in such a way, he would've punched them in the gut, but not with Bunny…for some reason…he was okay with it.

"Okay." Bunny looked surprised for a moment, but only until Jack pecked his lips softly with his own, the effect immediately taking place. Jack had his eyes closed, but he could feel a weight and a warmth grow on him, suddenly his entire body growing heated. He reached up to wrap his arms around bunny's neck, but felt two furry pads push his wrists down. Jack's eyes immediately opened as he felt Bunny break the kiss. What he saw was not what he expected, and yet at the same time it was. Instead of a man above him, there was a giant rabbit, which held all the same qualities as Jack had hoped he would. "A-Aster…?"

"Sorry, Snow Flake," Bunny said as he sat up, ears having pressed against his head as soon as Jack said "Aster". "Guess I wasn't what you expected, huh, mate?" Jack was silent, the giant bunny continuing. "I am a Pooka," he started, "and the last of my kind, too. We were hunted out, people believing our feet were lucky or something. Idiots…" He looked at Jack, sighing and looking down finally. "I should've told you, mate…I didn't want to hurt you though. I'm sorry I was so rough on you, but…I hadn't been shown any kindness by any human before you showed up. And when you proved yourself to be everything I could wish for in a mate, I…I grew scared, and…" The Pooka covered its face, groaning in fury at how open he was being with his feelings. So it was a surprise to him when he felt the small, cold boy embrace him, burying his head in his chest.

"Hold me."

"…What?"

"I just want you to hold me!" Jack looked up, snuggling further into his arms. "I held you all day, now hold me all night." The Pooka seemed to hesitate, but then finally wrapped his arms around the boy. Jack smiled, especially as he felt Bunnymund tuck them under the bed sheets, holding him tighter.

"Ya little ankle-biter…" Bunny chuckled, kissing the top of his head. "So you won't be throwing me out?"

"Not unless you promise to hold me for every night for the rest of our lives." Jack smiled up at him and kissed him on the lips, much to the surprise of the Pooka. However, Jack received no complaint; rather, he was tucked further into the creature's arms.

"Deal," he said, rubbing his chin against Jack's snow white hair, the two falling asleep peacefully.

So there you go! First JackRabbit ship ever!

I left a hint to what the next fairy tale will be in the last line, by the way.

Just in case anyone wanted to know.

Kay, see you next time!

Oh, and reviews are nice!