A/N: Oh yay! A chapter!

I suck at accents.

On with the show.

Disclaimer:I don't own Rise of the Guardians. If I did, I would make my ships cannon. People would not be happy.

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"Where the bloody 'ell is 'e?" Bunny stomped past Sandy to stick his head out the window for the forty-third time.

"Maybe he got caught up in his work?" Tooth repeated herself.

He snorted. "That brat doesn't work, he meddles."

"Is probably at Jamie's, yes?" North intervened, waving away Sandy's outraged look.

"Again!" Bunny shouted again, glaring back at Sandy. "Tha' bludger spends way too much time with tha' kid! He never acts mature! Ah know tha' he's supposed to be the Guardian of Fun or whateva' but he doesn' even take tha' responsibly!"

Sandy started to sign something but the Pooka plowed on, looking at all the others.

"You know I'm right!"

"Bunny, please. Jack will pick up his responsibilities soon enough. He's used to being on his own! Just give him time," Tooth tried to reason.

"Ha! 'E wouldn' know responsibility is it jumped up an' bloody bit 'im in the arse!"

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Jack cringed away from his perch by the window. He knew they would be mad but the Easter guardian seemed about ready to kill him. Jack didn't blame him though; this hadn't been the first time he'd been late or skipped on a meeting before.

As he contemplated whether it was smart to go in there or not, Bunny stuck his head out the window again and caught sight of him.

"Get in 'ere!" he snarled and grabbed the front of his hoodie before he got the chance to react.

When Jack was thrown back on the ground he pulled his hood over is mop of white hair only to have it yanked down again, surprisingly by North.

"Jack, vhere vere you?" he bellowed.

Memories pushed there way forward, crushed eggs, cold, Bunny almost hit him,their angry dissapointed faces, but were pushed back.

'Play it cool,' he decided.

The winter spirit shrugged, "Out and about."

Wrong move.

Bunny scoffed, "See! He doesn' even care!" The Easter Guardian spread his hands out to gesture to Jack,switching his gaze to each of the guardians.

"Hey! That's not true! I care!" the new guardian stepped toward him, bearing his staff like a shield.

"Like 'ell you do!" Bunny stepped closer, crossing his arms over his chest. "What'd you do 'round 'ere?

"I-"

"Nothin'! You do absolutely nothin'! Someone please name one productive thing 'e does!

"Brings joy to ze children," North refused to look at Jack. It sounded more like a question.

No one noticed Jack's quickened breath or wide eyes. No one but Sandy.

"Come on guys, ya know it's true," the Guardian of Hope turned his gaze to the winter spirit again. It was full of spite.

'The eyes. All the eyes, Jack! The were staring. Staring at you! They are searching eyes.' He didn't like them.

Tooth spoke up. "Jack? I'm sorry but, I have to agree with Bunny. Why are you always late to our meetings? I don't really think it's that hard to make it snow," she timidly fluttered her wings from where she was perched.

Both he and Sandy gaped at her.

Bunny gave a bitter laugh. "Ya, tha's true."

Jack was rooted to his spot in panic. Not for the first time he was doubting his own existence. Bunny's words sounded far away now, like he was underwater. He suddenly felt numb and unable to breathe.

'Worthless! Worthless! Worthlessworthlessworthlessworthless-'

'You're worthless, Jack."

Everyone in the room jumped when Sandy's whips cracked through the air threateningly toward the Pooka.

Sandy looked at Jack in sorrow and took a step for him.

No. It's not sorrow, it's pity!

'He knows you're broken Jack.'

Jack launched himself out of the nearest window, away from the eyes, away from the pity, away from himself.

Just.

Away.

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A/N: Ya... That wasn't really any better. Well... I planned some fun stuff in the next chapter. *Sarcasm

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