Wow, where did all this love come from?

Thank you guys! I love you all so much!

Okay, this one is uber short too but I promise, the next one will be much longer and hopefully better. Oh and thank you Red, my dear friend for putting up for me. Send me ideas!

With love,

Root Beer Baby


"Hello Tooth. No, that won't work," Bunny muttered. "Hey there Toothy. Oh lord, no that won't work either."

The blue Pooka stared at himself in the mirror. This was a lot harder than he thought it would be. At least no one was around right now or he would die of embarrassment. Was that even possible?

"Okay, let's try this again," He told himself, inhaling deeply. "Why hello there Tooth. Fancy seeing you here! Me? Oh, I'm just chilling."

Chilling? What was he, Jack Frost? That sounded awful. He sighed, realizing that he wasn't doing so well. How come he couldn't do this? People in the movies seemed to be able to say these things without a problem. Besides, he was the bloody Easter bunny. He fought against wolves, killer gingerbread men and the boogey man! This should be nothing compared to that.

He thought, thinking about the advice he gotten from North; be straightforward.

"Alright, starting over," He said. "Hello Tooth, wanna make out? Argh, no that sounds awful! Why would I take advice from North?"

He thought some more. Sandy had given him some advice. Or at least, he thought it was dating advice. The little man had shown Bunny how to talk to Tooth with little dream sand figures. They acted out Bunny acting like a gentleman towards Tooth, with grand gestures and signs. It wasn't his style but he was willing to try anything.

"Good evening m'lady," He said, bowing to the mirror. "My, don't you look ravishing tonight?"

Gosh, that sounded awful! I wasn't that it was bad but it wasn't him! He couldn't talk to Tooth like that. She would see right through this charade. The last thing he wanted to do was pretend to be something he wasn't. That wouldn't be fair to Tooth or to himself. Still, this was the hardest thing he ever had to do.

"Why can't I just say it?" He asked his reflection. "Those simple words, I love you. I love Tooth ever since I first saw her. She's the most beautiful thing ever created and if I could, I would spend every waking moment with her. She's perfect."

"Bunny?"

Bunnymund felt his heart stop. He glanced up to see the tooth fairy hovering above him. He felt his face turn bright red; how long had she been there? He wanted to make a hole and burrow into it, never to return but he realized something. Tooth wasn't made. In fact, the look she wore showed she was happy.

"I….I've never heard someone say those things about me," She said, landing in front of him. "Those were the sweetest compliments I've ever heard!"

"Um…well…." The grown pooka found himself stammering.

"Did you mean it? Any of it?" She asked.

Bunny continued to stammer, his heart beating like a wild drum. Tooth stared at him, her eyes full of hope. It was now or never, he told himself. He had to say something to her; there was no turning back. Sighing, he inhaled deeply before speaking.

"Yes, I did," He said, his voice soft. "I meant every single word. I know I should have told you this a long time ago but I just….got scared I guess. You're the queen of tooth fairies and I'm a six foot tall rabbit. Why on Earth would you ever consider being with me? I have nothing to offer you and…"

Bunny found his words dying as he felt a pair of soft lips against his. His eyes were wide as Tooth kissed him, his heart just about ready to burst out of his chest. The fairy pulled back, a smile on her face.

"You talk too much." She said.