*Squee!* Thankies much to Taranodongirl1 for being the first reviewer! Here's a big basket of virtual snickerdoodles! I hope you like this chapter ^-^.
Love to my readers, favs, and followers! I didn't expect to get so much love on my first story! Oh! Last time I didn't put a disclaimer, so here it is: I don't own Rise of the Guardians or its characters.
Now on with the story!
An icy wind was the first sign that something was amiss is the Warren. Then there was a muffled groan and the swishy sound of a vortex closing. At the scent of fir trees and cinnamon, Aster came running. When he saw the passed out winter spirit, Aster swore under his breath. He scooped Jack up, as gently as he could, and brought him to a little room with a dirt floor. There were shelves of small bottles containing special mixtures of herbs and medicine. Bunny laid Jack gently on a bed made of hay and thick blankets. He took the boys temperature, swore again, and rummaged through a small cabinet. Inside there was a glass container labeled 'fever reducer'. He took this and poured some of the contents into a bowl, then went over to a little spring surrounded by rocks and mixed water with the fine powder. Once that was done, he wet a rag and placed it on Jack's forehead. Jack moaned as he began to stir, finally forcing his eyes open to reveal a very worried looking Bunny.
"Hey, mate", Aster murmured as he helped the boy into a sitting position. "What happened to ya?"
"Mmmph… Pitch", Jack replied. He took the bowl offered to him and sipped at the medicine. "What's this?"
"It's fever reducer. Now, tell me what Pitch did, Frosty", Bunny held Jack steady when he started to sway, then let the winter spirit lean against his chest. Jack blinked a few times, as if he too was trying to figure out what happened last night. There was a few moments of silence, then the boy finally spoke.
"Um. He, uh, came by the pond around midnight. We talked, and he injected some weird black stuff in me," Jack said. He grimaced when his body was racked with pain again. He shuddered and reached for something to grab onto, expecting to find his staff. Instead, a furry paw took his hand and a strong arm wrapped around his and pulled him closer. Once his shivering ceased he was laid down again.
"Alright, Snowflake, where does it hurt?" Bunny whispered soothingly, brushing back Jack's white hair. Jack leaned into his touch.
"E-everywhere. Bun-", At this time Jack started to cough. Blood splattered onto his hoodie and pants. Bunny's brow furrowed. Finally, the coughing ceased, and Jack asked, "W-where's my staff?" He sniffled and wiped his watery eyes.
"Right here", Bunny said softly, reaching behind him and grabbing the stick. With his free arm he picked Jack up again. The boy squirmed uncomfortably. In Bunny's arms was an odd place for him to be.
"Where are we going?" He asked.
"The North Pole", The Pooka said, and opened a tunnel beneath them.
Sorry it's so short T.T I'll try to make the next one longer. But anyway, hope you liked it!