A/N: es el 2 de enero de 2013

I rewrote a majority of this chapter.

GGCharms: Thanks! (I know I say so much.)

FaraliB: That, my dear friend, is what I designed for people to think at least once throughout the story.

PhantomGirl12: I'm working on it! Unfortunately, this is going to be a short story…

FantasyBeast14: That was the plan.

Anne Camp aka Obi-quiet: I'm only in Middle School, so I wasn't sure if they celebrated Easter in the 1700's. I did write that in the A/N.

TOOTHIANA

Tooth had lied to Jack when she said she hadn't been in the field for about 440 years. It was actually only 300 years ago. It started when a few days after Easter; Bunnymund had said he had to help an 'annoying' kid, who could see him, find his four years old sister in a blizzard on Easter. North's reaction was to spit out his hot chocolate and Sandy's dreamsand went crazy with messages, but that was beside the point. She, herself, had been concerned for the children of course, but Bunny had said they were fine.

When she asked what their names were he said the annoying kid's name was Jackson Frost and his sister's was Pippa Frost.

Imagine her delight when she found out that Pippa Frost had lost her first tooth not too long after that.

She felt excitement as she zoomed through the night air. It had been over a century since she'd last gone tooth hunting. When she reached the village resident of the Frost's, she was greeted by a quaint village of log cabins in a circle and a dying fire in the center. The roofs and ground had snow on them from what Tooth assumed came from the blizzard Bunnymund was in.

She knew which house they lived at because she could sense the tooth. (A/N: I don't know how Tooth finds the houses with the lost teeth. Sorry.) She quietly opened the window and slipped inside, careful not the let too much of the cold air in. Toothiana let out a small scream of fright, then slapped her hands over her mouth. A young girl was staring at her with wide eyes and an open mouth. What was the child doing up now?! They're usually in bed by now! Behind the young girl- Pippa?- the door creaked open. Toothiana swiveled her head around, spotted another blanket, and threw it over Pippa's head, muttering a small apology at her rough treatment. Then, Toothiana flew out the window the way she'd come.

Toothiana flew to the roof and gently lowered herself so she was peeking through the window upside-down. The door had opened because a boy had walked in Pippa's room. Was the boy Jackson? She tried to think back to what she knew about him and drew a blank. All she remembered was that Jackson had some of the best teeth she'd ever seen.

The window was still slightly open so she could hear faintly what they were saying. "Pippa!" Jackson had exclaimed at seeing his sister covered by a blanket. He rushed to her and took the blanket off. "Are you alright? What happened?" he shot question after question while folding the blanket and placing it back on the chair Toothiana had found it on.

He frowned at the slightly open window. "Why is the window open?" he asked, and before Pippa could respond, he closed it. Good thing I can lipread, Toothiana thought.

Pippa pulled the bed's blanket up to her chin. Jackson frowned slightly when she didn't answer. "Pippa," he said in a warning voice.

"Nightmare," Pippa admitted reluctantly. Her eyes darted to her older brother's to see his reaction. A look of utter outrage at appeared on Jackson's face along with sadness and self-hatred. Toothiana was shocked. Jackson was only- what?- 13? Thirteen-year-olds shouldn't feel self-hatred!

Pippa's eyes widened at seeing Jackson's face. "Don't feel bad, Jack!" she shouted, standing on the bed and hugging her older brother. "Just a dream! Not your fault!"

Despite his sister's attempt to make him feel better, Jackson still looked downcast. "If I hadn't lost you, you wouldn't have a trigger to your nightmares..."

Toothiana doubted Pippa knew what Jackson was talking about (about metaphysical triggers), but she knew that Pippa knew that Jackson blamed himself for her nightmares. She grabbed her brother's shoulders with more strength than a four-year-old should possess and said, "Not your fault," firmly.

Jackson smiled softly. "Alright, Pippa," He set his sister down so she was lying under the blankets.

"Say it," Pippa mumbled, exhaustion catching up with her.

Jackson shuffled his feet. "Well-"

"Say it." Pippa said sternly, her eyes suddenly becoming focused.

Jackson held his hands up in surrender, but his eyes were shining with mirth. "You are going to be a scary woman when you grow up, Pippa,"

"Just say it," Pippa mumbled, falling back to prey of sleep.

Jackson smiled. "Not my fault,"

That night, Pippa slept with a smile on her face.

When Jackson left, Toothiana waited a little while longer, before entering the house again. She left something for Pippa, a small pelt of fur that the colonials used for currency. And then on second thought, she went into Jackson's room.

She left Jackson a pelt as well and a note that said, "Not your fault, remember."

Present Time-

The fairies had just gotten back from tooth collecting, so Tooth looked at the teeth capsules, making note of the ones that flashed a golden light. When they did that, it meant that the child that owned that capsule had lost a tooth. If she opened it, it'd flash the pocket on which tooth had been lost.

Something caught the corner of her eye. Tooth turned to the left, facing the capsules of the past. Just as she was going back to look at the present capsules, it happened again; a flash of light. Her curiosity won out, and she flew down the tunnel following the light. Inside she was wondering why a flash was happening so far in the past.

Then she stopped, looking at the year. 1695.

Tooth flew up and pulled out the blinking capsule. Her eyes widened. Jackson Overland Frost. She looked at the side of it, and sure enough there was a head of a boy with mischievous features and brown hair and eyes. This is Jack's capsule, she thought. Tooth touched the flat side and it opened. All the teeth were there, except one. The socket the usually held it was flashing gold.

Tooth let out a squeal of delight that had some fairies rushing over to see what the matter was. Jack had lost a tooth! Without thinking, she flew, capsule in hand, towards the North Pole. When some fairies squeaked after her, she called over her shoulder, "Everything's okay! Just stay here!"

The cold bit her face, but she ignored it, and the white of the ice and snow blinded her before she got used to it. Luckily, Jack was at the North Pole. As soon as she caught sight of the silver-white hair, she flew straight towards it. "Wah!" Jack screamed as Tooth crashed into him, causing roars from the Yetis and jingling from the bells on the top of the elf hats.

"Where is it?" she asked excitedly.

"Tooth-?" Jack said, dazed.

"Where is it?!" she repeated, flying around searching for the tooth.

"Tooth!" North yelled. Startled, Tooth's feet momentarily hit the floor, but not for long. "Calm down." As soon as she was hovering in one place, he smiled. "Now, tell us what you are looking for."

Instantly, she was up high again. "Jack lost a tooth!"

Jack held up something. "You mean this?"

Tooth grabbed it. "Yes! Now your capsule is complete!"

Jack gawked. "My- what?"

A yawn came from the doorway. "Isn't it too early to be this excited?" Bunnymund said.

Tooth ignored him. "You lost this… by Bunnymund hitting you too hard in a fight." She glared at the Guardian of Hope. "Bunny!" she said accusingly.

"What?!" Bunnymund shouted, the accusation startling him out of his sleep.

Tooth put Jack's tooth back in his hand, closing his fingers over it. "Keep it! I'll retrieve it tonight!" Then she flew off out the window she'd come in, in a flash of color. "I can't wait!" was heard through the wind.

The remaining Guardians were motionless, still in shock of how quick things happened. "Wha-what just happened?" Bunnymund asked.

END

A/N: Sadly, Sandy doesn't make a speaking (or dreamsand sign) role! Noooooo! How could I forget the loveable Sandman! I was going to have a last sentence that went like: Sandy came through the doorway. Seeing the three frozen Guardians, he sprinkled some dreamsand on them, ensuring the creation of dolphins, candy canes, and carrots. Satisfied, he floated off, smacking invisible dust off his hands.

But I think what I actually wrote sounds better.

Next… I'm thinking either Pitch or Sandman.

Review please!

-wolfeclipse25