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Chapter Two:
In Which Thyra of Greece Hugs A Yeti
"You're the Wind?" Tooth asked, looking from Jack to Thyra. Jack was definitely in shock. Thyra, on the other hand, was flitting around North's workshop, taking in all the incredible toys.
"Yep," she answered, popping her 'p' while tinkering with a toy plane. One of the Yetis, Phil, snatched it from her and started scolding her for touching it. Ignoring the angry Yeti, she flew over to the Sandman and poked his hair. "So, are you really made of sand, Sandy?" Thyra asked.
Sandy nodded, scooting away from the Wind spirit. North promptly grabbed her by the back of her dress and lifted her to see her eye to eye. "So, Man-in-Moon thinks you are guardian?" he asked her.
"Well," she started, becoming an intangible mass of smoke and floating out of reach. "I guess so. Manny only ever spoke to me, like 5 times in the last 3,200 years. First time it was to tell me I was now Immortal. Second time was 300 years later, telling to take my role more seriously. The third time was a thousand years ago to remind me to do my job. The fourth time was 300 years ago, I believe Manny told me to keep an eye on Jack, and the fifth time was today. Oh, I'm rambling, aren't I? I seem to be long winded. Oh, I just made a pun! Long winded! Ha! Man, I am good!"
The Guardians gave her a look. Jack was the first to laugh. "We got Sandy who is totally silent and now we have you, the girl with the running motor mouth. Manny sure knows how to pick them."
Jack's laughter was short lived. Thyra let her form completely dissolve and Jack Frost found himself in the air.
"Jack, what are you doing?" Tooth asked, flying up to him. "You made Thyra go away and now you think it's ok to fly around?"
Jack wobbled in the air, hands and feet flailing about. "Tooth, did you forget that I can't fly on my own?" Tooth gave him a confused look while all the others realized his meaning.
"Thyra, put Jack Frost down!" North said.
Bunnymund laughed. "It seems Frost Face upset his lovely assistant."
Sandman started making pictures of Thyra gently putting Jack down and them shaking hands in a continuous loop.
"Ah!" Tooth exclaimed, finally catching on. "Careful! I don't want any of his teeth smashed out please."
Jack glared at Tooth. "Really? My teeth? Get me down!" As he said this, he dropped to the ground, landing on his head.
Disembodied giggling echoed throughout the room. "Next time, Jack, watch what you say. Nobody likes hearing others saying that they a motor mouth, especially me!"
Jack jumped to his feet, gripping his staff. "Where are you?"
The girl solidified behind the Guardian of Fun. "I'm right here." Jack Frost let out a startled yelp as he jumped away and turned to face her.
Bunnymund walked up behind Thyra, resting a giant paw on her shoulder. "Good show," he said. Thyra moved away from Bunnymund and it didn't go unnoticed. "Why ya keep backin' away when we touch you?"
Thyra stared the Easter Bunny down. "I don't like being man-handled or kangaroo-handled, Easter Kangaroo."
"What'd you just say?" Bunnymund asked, agitation that used to be reserved for Jack surfacing.
Thyra walked on air and gave a twirl. "I believed I called you the Easter Kangaroo."
Bunnymund started to hop, stretching his arm in the air trying to catch hold of the Wind spirit. "Get down here, you Breeze Head! If the Ice Idiot can't get away with it, to hell with it if I let you off so easy!"
Thyra stopped twirling. "Breeze Head? Interesting." She danced across the air to a flying toy UFO and light stood on top as it whizzed around.
"Everybody, down here now," North yelled. "We have meeting still!"
The Guardians and the Guardian-to-be stood in a semicircle around North. Tooth standing inbetween Bunnymund and his harassers. "Behave," she whispered to them.
North clapped his hands together. "Now, down to business. Now we need to make Thyra Guardian!"
"Woah! Slow it down, Holly Jolly. I'm not taking that oath," Thyra exclaimed. "And before you drag me off to do the 'Find your center' speech, let me tell you I already know mine."
"Holly Jolly," North repeated, rather confused by the nickname.
"So, you're not going to help us?" Tooth asked, fluttering to face Thyra.
The girl glanced at her feet. "I never said I wouldn't help you. That's my center. I was chosen after my death for my inner strength and courage while defending my friend. My center is bravery."
The Guardian of Memories looked at her. "So, you're like Jack," the Tooth Fairy said. "Without the memory loss, of course. You do have your memories, right?"
"Of course," Thyra answered. Then, the strangest thought hit Thyra. "Hey! These are clothes I was burned in. Manny! Why didn't you give me any modern clothes? I mean, come on! Jack's got a hoodie for Aphrodite's sake!"
The Guardians of Childhood, except Jack, all agreed silently that Thyra had spent too much time with Jack Frost. North whispered into Phil's ear and sent the Yeti off.
"Now, back now track," North said. "You say you not be Guardian and yet you say you will help us?"
Thyra all of a sudden looked serious. "Me and Rage Red have a score to settle. I will not let her ruin the world for revenge." The Guardians knew there was more to it, but they figured it wasn't a good idea to pry.
Phil came in with a box and handed it to the girl. "What's this?" Thyra asked. The Yeti spoke a reply in his native tongue. Thyra's eyes lit up. She tore the box open and pulled out a white top with long sleeves that belled out around her arms. A pair of sea green gaucho capris and a nearby blue sash laid in the box. "These are for me?"
North smiled. "Think of it as gift from us for taking care of Jack."
"She didn't tak-" Jack started to say before Tooth covered his mouth.
"Thanks," Thyra said. In a whirl of wind, her and the box disappeared.
"Hey, where she go?" Bunnymund said.
"Right here," she whispered behind him, startling the Easter Bunny. She wore her new clothes, twirling happily. "These are comfy."
Phil spoke again, causing Thrya to grin. "And thank you, Phil, for picking out such lovely clothes." the girl said, giving the Yeti a hug.
A chill swept through the workshop. An erie laugh echoed about the place.
"My, my, what do we have here?"
Moira: Thanks for being so supportive with your faves and follows. It makes me so happy that you all enjoy this. Sadly, our stars are occupied at the moment with a problem at North's place. So I'll be doing the disclaimer. I own nothing except Rage Red and Thyra of Greece. All the rest belongs to their respective owners.
