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❄Chapter 2❄

Breach


The five guardians gathered in the Sand Man's realm since he sent the signal.

Despite the unspecified reason for the meeting, we can assume that its intent was much more productive than its current… activity.

"It's the middle of August," Jack argued, trying in vain to appeal to Bunny's rational side. "So why on earth would I make it snow in the middle of the summer? Think about it!"

As expected, the hare remained stubbornly placed in what he viewed as fact. "I have, so trust me. You are in fact the only logical explanation for the blasted snow!"

The winter spirit opened his mouth to speak, but could find nothing to support himself, because despite his innocent, he had no proof.

He looked to the other guardians, wordlessly pleading for their support.

Both North and Toothina shuffled awkwardly before exchanging glances. A second passed before Tooth fluttered forward. "Look, Jack," she began, her amethyst eyes sympathetic as she placed a delicate hand on Jack's right shoulder. "We know it's hard when the first child that sees you grows up. We understand, but isn't this taking things a little too far?"

Toothina's words, though meant to be soothing, stung like a sharp slap. Had they really thought so little of him? Assuming that when the inevitable happened, he would act out like a spoiled brat? Jack stumbled away from her, looking around the room wildly, not daring to breath.

The air was thick with tension and it was hauntingly similar to when Pitch's night mares had shattered millions of freshly decorated Easter eggs and the ripe hope of children. An event he never wanted to remember let alone relive.

Yet here he was, just like he was all those years ago with North unable to look at him, Tooth staring at him like a deer caught in headlights, and Bunny with a knowing, but somber expression.

"I can't believe you guys." Even though Jack had whispered, it sounded like a scream against the brutal silence. "You honestly think I did this?"

His fellows bit their tongues and that was answer enough for him. Jack shook his head with a humorless laugh. "Wow. Just wow." He ran his fingers through his hair listlessly and huffed. "You know what? I don't need to take this." Throwing his staff over his shoulder he made a bee line for the door, then turned on his heel to address the others as he made his exit. "And don't bother calling unless you find the real perpetrator."

He turned back around to step put of the doorway only to be blocked by a giant golden hand appearing in front of his face. Jack stepped away and looked down to face the owner or rather creator of the hand. Sandy was wearing a characteristically serious expression that intrigued Jack in spite of himself and if you were to ask him, he would tell you that it was his curiosity that summoned him back and not the hand that practically pushed him back.

As always, the little man said nothing, something that would normally draw attention away from him, but he called the meeting and thus the quite had the opposite effect.

Jack kept his distance from the group, but shared their interest and focus.

Speaking with Sand man was much like an intricate game of charades mixed with Pictionary. It involved a certain level of concentration that all the immortal figures had long since mastered. But nonetheless, when Sandy stepped into the center of the room, he had the floor.

Sandy nodded to everyone and then began making gestures with his tiny hands. On cue, magic sand appeared beside him and shaped itself into what appeared to be a door. A golden lock then manifested in the front the door. Sand man then cupped his left hand and sand pooled in his palm, which he then threw at the door. The window with was abruptly shattered by the ball of sand. The lock clicked and vanished followed by the door creaking open.

Jack crossed his arms with an –no pun intended- icy demeanor. "There's been a break in." he said almost crossly. Normally he would join in the conversation like it was a game, as his passion for fun demanded, but today was an exception.

Sandy nodded with a slight frown as the sand pictures fell away.

"That's obvious." The hare said with a mirrored frown. "But where did it happen?"

More golden sand formed above the little man's head in the form of an hourglass and the room became was once again filled with tension and silence.

North was the first to speak. "There's been a break in... in the time realm?"

❄F❄in❄T❄

The trip to the portal took longer than what was comfortable, but that was a springtime stroll through the park compared the unbearable heat that currently beat down on the guardian's backs.

"Africa, it just had to be Africa." North muttered, fruitlessly attempting to cool himself by fanning his face with his hat.

"Not so fun when it's you, is it mate?" Bunny asked with a smirk as he passed by the Russian. Sure he was on the toasty side, but he wouldn't dare turn down an opportunity to get even for all the times he had to trudge through blizzards up north. "Though if Frost keeps it up, you'll have snowcapped sand dunes."

"Oh, ha, ha, ha. You're a riot, cotton tail!" Jack bit back sarcastically as he leaned heavily on his staff, barely keeping his own against the blazing heat. "I can't wait to find who's really behind it so I can rub it in your damn smug whiskers, you overgrown rodent!"

Sandy ignored the bickering behind him and walked a few more steps, then stopped and looked at the sun. After a few seconds of staring, he looked back down and moved his hand in a circular motion, a large circle carving into the sand below. He then threw his hands up, causing the sand inside the circle to rise, making what appeared to be a dial.

The sun continued to shine down and when the shadow of the dial was cast, the sand shielded from light sunk down until it disappeared leaving a rectangular hole in its wake.

Sandy dropped his hands to his sides to waddle over to the hole, signaling to the others to follow. Then one by one, they jumped down below.


A/N: So I've finally updated! I just want to give a quick shout out to Elsa Frost and Stephanie Silverfield for their wonderful reviews. Along with Capw8543, Maddyk22, Lm1991, LetItGoAndDefyGravity, and Stephanie Silverfield (again) for the favorites and follows.

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-Dolly