A/N: This is my first ROTG fanfic so yeah. Hope you like and there is an oc in this but she will most likely be the only one.
Jack smiled to himself joyfully. Today marked exactly one week until Bunny's and his 10 year anniversary and only 6 days until Easter. Although 10 years is nothing in the world of immortals, it meant everything to a certain lonely winter spirit, who had been alone for over 300 years.
Jack had only been a Guardian for 5 years before Bunny and he sorted out their differences and Bunny had learned what had really happened on Easter Sunday of '68.
So 10 years meant a lot to Jack and he was determined to make Bunny's wish come true. Kits. Every year after Easter, Bunny would go into heat for two weeks and well they would go at it like bunnies. Jack loved Aster dearly, but it broke his heart when Aster wasn't fully himself would always say how Jack was going to have his kits in the throes of passion. It broke his heart because he knew he would never be able to give that to him.
So being the stubborn person he is, he was determined to find a way for them to have kits. That was where he was heading to now, North's workshop. North just had this huge library filled with thousands of books and every since he became guardian he was given full access to the workshop. He remembers the first couple of years just spent exploring every nook and cranny of the massive workshop.
Jack's smile grew larger and threatened to split his face as both excitement and anxiety bubbled in his chest as he saw North's workshop come into view. He flew through one of the top windows that were always left open for him and flew past yetis milling about. Christmas ended a few months back but everyone was still busy. He froze a few elves along the way chuckling to himself at the funny positions they froze in.
Then he arrived at a pair of double oak doors with writing on a plaque above the doors said, 'A reader lives a thousand lives before he dies. The man who never reads lives only one.' It was a great quote by George RR Martin. Which was true, Jack loved reading books and felt like he had lived longer than he had.
Jack quickly pushed the doors open and flew over the magic history and magic people section. The one that was furthest in the back and the least touched and the dirtiest.
It took Jack nearly two days, dozens of cookies and a handful of frozen elves before he discovered the book he was looking for. The book itself was very old. However it was in excellent condition. The book was small but thick, with a dark blue cover an almost dangerous looking black border and spine; and in silver righting on the front was written, 'Rose Sionnach: A great and powerful witch.'
Quickly open the book but being careful not to damage it, he turned to the first page where it read,
A dark, deadly beauty
Thundered foreboding
Ferocious, yellow-green curses
Erupted from a broken heart
She sang a mournful tune and
Hid away forever waiting
For a love forever lost.
Jack studied the poem critically before shrugging and flipping through pages, skimming the chapters. A few hours later he came across the thing he was looking for. He sat and read the whole chapter word for word, before closing it with a big smile on his face. He had found a clue to what he was looking for.