So I came up with a thing. I thought, why not try out this thing? Basically I'm planning to write a whole bunch of tiny one-shots of a de-aged Jack and his adventures with the Guardians (mostly Bunny though cuz I love those two).
Disclaimer: Nope. I don't own RotG as much as I wish I did
Enjoy!
It is a mystery to them.
They have no idea how or when the Winter Spirit is reverted to little more than an extremely power five-year-old. The Man in the Moon answers none of their questions and the Guardians are content to let it be for now.
Jack makes a rather adorable child. His silver-white hair is always fluffed up with snow, his eyes, icy as the winter sky, are bright and shine with laughter, and his smile is happier than they have ever seen it. He seems to have a vague recollection of who they are, of what he is, and of what they are supposed to do. However, his mind is that of a child and he clearly does not understand. So they let him be.
He takes his time warming up to them. First is Sandy, who is quiet and gentle and is about his height if not a teeny bit taller (Jack is a truly tiny child). The boy loves the dream sand and takes to the silent spirit almost instantly.
He takes to Tooth almost as quickly. He sees her, hears her gentle voice in his ears, and he thinks Mother. There's also the tiny fairies to account for and Jack loves them as much as he loves Sandy's dream sand.
North takes a little more time. Jack is a little wary of the enormous man and his booming voice puts him on edge. Then one day he is herded into the Russian's office and is presented with a gift. The wooden carving of his favorite yeti (sometime, they don't know when, they had begun to refer to Phil as the unofficial nanny) is one of the loveliest things he has ever been given (and from what he can decipher from his foggy memories, he hasn't received very many gifts if any). From then on the boy is ecstatic to be able to spend time with North and the Russian refrains from being overly loud so as to not scare Jack away.
It takes even longer for Jack to be comfortable around Bunnymund. The large Pooka intimidates him and he feels that at any wrong move he will be struck. Bunnymund doesn't let this deter him from finding a spot in the boy's heart. It might be because this tiny, vulnerable Jack feeds his need to protect or because he reminds him of a young Pooka he once knew, now long dead. He doesn't have a family, not anymore and neither does Jack so he is determined to become part of the little family he has created for himself within the ranks of the Guardians.
After months of keeping the boy company in the warren, he wonders how he could've gone so long without the presence of another, much less that of a child. Jack himself comes to love Bunny. He is kind and warm (in a way that doesn't make him feel smothered) and he always lets him help paint the eggs.
One night, when North arrives to pick up his boy, what he finds warms his big heart and curls his lips into a smile beneath his snowy-white beard. Bunnymund and Jack are fast asleep in Jack's room, the larger Pooka curled protectively around the small Winter Spirit, both spattered with the brilliant colors of Easter paint. North silently chuckles and lets them be.
Like I said, these are going to be short (and hopefully cute) and I'll try to update regularly if you guys are interested. However, if you like this I would love to hear any ideas might have for these little stories. Also reviews give me motivation.
Good day/night
-Psyco