(Sucky title is sucky)
An early Christmas gift for the ROTG fandom :) Because who doesn't love Bunny and Jack wearing matching Christmas sweaters~
And I hope everyone has a happy and safe holiday!
Disclaimer: I do not own the franchise or its characters. They are the property of Dreamworks and William Joyce.
"I can't believe I'm doing this."
"Quit your carping and hold still."
Jack smooths out a sweater he sweet-talked—cough bribed cough—the Pooka into wearing for North's Christmas party tonight.
"Where'd ya find this thing anyway, Frostbite?"
"Jamie hooked me up. Isn't it dashing?" the sprite grins.
Bunnymund looks down at the garment. It is fluorescent neon green with equally bright candy-canes and snowflakes scattered about. Right smack in the middle is a stitched face of a cartoon-like reindeer with a goofy smile and a string of lights wrapped around its antlers.
The Pooka may not wear clothing or keep up with new trends but even he knows this is a, to quote Sophie, 'fashion disaster'.
"It looks like something the elves chundered. Do I really hav' to wear this?"
"It's an ugly sweater party, Cottontail. It's the rule," Jack explains, tapping the rabbit's nose. "Everyone will be wearing one, just like yours truly."
Jack's sweater is identical to his mate's except—
"Why do I hav' the one with the sheila on it?" Bunnymund grumbles, gesturing to the girly eyelashes.
"Because it was the only one found in your size," the teen says with a smirk.
Liar. The Pooka scowls.
"Aw, don't be like that, Bunny. The purpose of an ugly sweater party is to have fun and let loose~"
Bunnymund's frown lessens from Jack's infectious mood and eventually smiles. "Alright, fine." He gives the sweater another look-over. "It's kinda growin' on me."
"And you haven't seen the best part yet!" the sprite beams.
Jack then squeezes the reindeer's pompom nose and the string of lights start blinking their respective colors as 'Rudolph the Red-Nose Reindeer' starts playing…on a loop…at a very high volume.
"Cute, huh?" he shouts over the music.
"What the—Jack!" Bunnymund gropes the garment, ears twitching. "How do ya turn it off?!"
"Dunno~" the teen smiles. "Come on, we're gonna be late!" And Jack is gone, leaving an irate Pooka and his singing sweater behind.
"FROST!"
I wonder who gave North the idea to host an ugly sweater party in the first place ;D