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-This continues straight after the previous chapter.

"Okay, so, let me get this straight..." Bunny said, North, Sandy and Tooth having left to do their jobs, leaving him and Jack to continue their conversation.
"Let me get this straight... You were bored, so decided to fly across a load of mountains. Found a monastery where they were teaching martial arts and what-not, and used it as your little base for a century as you learnt all of these fighting styles?"
"Pretty much."
"Wow... Well, that's one way to stop yourself getting bored I guess... And there was me thinking I would have no-one to practise with..."
Jack blinked.
"What?"
"Practise. Oh come on, ya don't think I'm gonna leave the question of who's best, do ya?"
Jack looked up at the ridiculously large Pooka, and gave a huge grin.
"Couldn't have put it better myself. What can you do?"
"Most martial arts... Bow, swords of most kinds... Oh, and the boomerang of course."
"Hmm... Right. I'll go get all of my stuff... though it may take a while..." Jack murmured as he thought through where everything was. It would mean visiting a couple of people, and several different places and lockers around the world...
"Take all the time ya want mate. Just don't tell Tooth, eh? She'll have me head for putting her 'ickle sweet tooth' in danger..."
"No need to worry about that, I'm not gonna be the one in any danger..."
The Pooka blinked, and opened his mouth to reply, but Jack was already gone, his laughter echoing down the hall as he head off to tell North he was leaving.
Bunny cracked his knuckles.
This was going to be fun...

Three days later, Jack was whistling as he sauntered into the burrow, and threw the last of his things down onto the steady pile that had been forming the last couple of days, and that Bunny had moved outside that morning.
The Pooka had been surprised by the amount of stuff the kid actually had. So, he couldn't bother with clothes or what not, but had a ridiculous selection of weapons? Figures...
His two Sai were joined by a set of twin Katana's, clearly from the same place of origin, a couple of bows, several slingshots-that apparently worked very well for starting snowball fights- as well as several different outfits for different martial arts. Not that Jack had ever used them, but he figured he may as well dump them there anyway... Not that Bunny missed that, but he didn't really mind.
I response to where Jack had got them from, he simply shrugged and said that though people might not have believed in him, they certainly believed in spirits...
The cryptic comment still set the sympathy chord going, and Bunny rolled his eyes at himself. It never really stopped did it?
He leant against a tree as Jack wrapped a length of fabric around each of his hands and wrists, then pulled on a pair of thin gloves, made of the same fabric as the black all in one he had, that left the top half of his fingers bare, before turning with a grin.
"Okay then, Thumper. Let's see what you got..."

An hour later, they decided on a tie with regards to the bows, and moved on to the Katana's, which Bunny coated in a rubbery liquid, that made them safe to use.
Deciding to stick with just the one, they began to spar. It took a few minutes, but eventually, Jack's abilities had it so that Bunnymund wasn't holding back. That particular bout, made up of three rounds, went on for a while, until the final score was Bunnymund 2, Jack one. But only narrowly.
Taking a break, it wasn't hard for Jack to convince Bunnymund to make it a regular thing.
Heck, the huge Pooka was having more fun than he had had in ages!
Jack was clearly better with the Sai's, but Bunny made up for it with the boomerang.
Then Bunnymund decided it would be a good idea to teach Jack how to use a fighting staff... Considering he always carried his own around anyway...
But that would have to wait for another time, as Sandy dropped by with a warning that Tooth was looking for Jack, and that if she found them, he wouldn't be clearing up the mess.
None-the-less, he stuck around to watch what they had been looking forward to.
Rules were simple. Any kind of hand to hand style or technique allowed, but no flying and no tunnels...
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"Damned ankle biter..." Bunny cursed, as he dodged yet another spinning kick and leapt backwards.
Sure, he had the height and weight advantage, but Jack had speed and agility.
They were pretty evenly matched. Bunnymund had to call in all of his different techniques to try and catch the spirit out, but they were both being thrown to the floor at an equal rate... Or roughly anyway. He wasn't going to waste time checking with Sandy, who was keeping count. Especially when the white haired bloody whirlwind was grinning at him, with the usual mischievous glint in eyes.
It was the come get me gesture that did it.
"Alright snowflake, let's ramp this up a bit, eh?"
"What ya got in mind?"
"You can fly, I can tunnel. But no snow or ice or whatever..."
"Done and do-"
"E. ASTER BUNNYMUND!"
They both flinched as Tooth flew into sight, and Jack slowly sidled away from the Pooka, who now looked downright terrified.
"Er... Hey Tooth-"
"I'll have you 'hey Tooth'ing me, you irresponsible, oversized plushie! Are you crazy?"
"N-Now Tooth, the kid is fine-"
"He could have been seriously hurt!"
"Calm it, Tooth, he's better than me at most of this stuff!"
The fairy blinked, looking between them, then up to Sandy, who had slowly been trying to shift away. The golden guardian looked very nervous as the fairy floated up to him, and gave a sheepish smile, with a little wave.
"You've been letting them do this?"
A series of images flashed up.
"Hang on... Jack... Beat Bunnymund... wait, Jack beat Bunny?"
Sandy nodded, then gestured down to the others.
It wasn't difficult to see what he was saying...
Bunny...pinned... or threw down...Jack... A golden 85 lit up, and they both frowned... It was going to be close. Even Tooth looked eager at this point, her anger forgotten.
Jack... Scored... 8... 7
Jack blinked as the 7 formed, then blinked again, before whooping and doing a victory dance in the air. He ever flew over to Tooth and pulled her into a spin, laughing, before landing on the ground.
However, instead of the glare he was expecting, Bunny gave him a huge smile, and high fived him.
"Nice going, Whirlwind..."
"Cheers Plushie."

Tooth went pink, as Bunny glared at her, rolling his eyes, realising that the new insult had been provided by her, but then giggled as several of the fairies who had been watching, unknown to either Jack or Bunny, came forward with a camera. She flicked through the pictures, and giggled again, as they started swooning at the pictures of Jack, still wearing the black outfit-having wanted no hindrance to his movements- with swords and what not, looking... well, if her fairies were anything to go by, with them fainting left right and centre, he looked good.
Baby Tooth chirped to her, and she giggled again, calling down to Jack.
"Baby Tooth says that you may be cool all the time, but this time you looked hot."
Jack blinked, and a slight blue-ish purple tinge hit his cheeks, making the rest of the present fairies, who had just started to recover, faint again as they realised this was him blushing, and Bunnymund laughed.
"I'd a thought ya'd be used to this by now, mate..."
"Well... Y-yeah but... Well... Oh shut up. You can't talk. You're a bloody eight foot rabbit called Plushie... "
"Right, ya little-"
He took off after the laughing guardian, cursing every time he had to dodge ice and snow and eventually gave up, glaring at him.
"Ya just wait, frostbite... This is not going to end well..."
Sandy formed a huge arrow out of gold, pointing it at Bunnymund, and the words for you, in a creepy font.

An hour later, as he dug his way out of a snowdrift, Bunny frowned as he thought back to it.
Sandy couldn't tell the future could he?
Then he sighed. No, but it was far too easy to predict the outcome of a battle between him and Jack Frost. The odds of him actually winning one were pretty much 1000 to 1... on a good day.
Though he would have to remedy that...
That thought had him grinning as he shook snow from his tail
Yeah... He would remedy that...

So, Bunny will have his revenge! But not for a while yet, as I have a lot planned... And they do say revenge is best served cold! See what I did there?
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