Sorry for the short previous chapter. Here's the next chapter a bit quicker.

The burrow was as green and bright and lush as it has always been. There were meadows of flowers slowly growing eggs, and the stone egg guardians seemed to be busy with something or other.

"This way," said Bunny, gesturing excitedly. They followed him down a tunnel, which emerged into a grassy chamber with another tunnel leading off it. There was a table covered in guns and paint cartridges.

"Um, wow. Are you always this prepared for time off?" Jack asked, examining the paint guns.

Bunny shrugged "Not always, just been waiting for a chance to play with these beauties," he grinned, and lovingly stroked a particularly enormous paint gun.

"Where did you even get these?"

"I had the yeti's make them," North supplied. "Fifty, seventy years ago? Something like that."

"I didn't think they were invented back then," Jack said, surprised.

"Oh, we don't let little things like that bother us," Tooth chuckled. "We're magic after all! Where's the fun in being magic if you cant enjoy it for yourself every once and awhile?"

"Hunh."

The Guardians assembled. They each had a belt full of paintball ammo, and a paint gun of the right sort of size. Sandy also had a gold bandana tied across his forehead, and Tooth had somehow managed to re-colour her feathers to a mossy green, rather than their usual rainbow plumage.

"So what are the rules?" Jack asked, checking his weapon.

"We're all against each other, stay in these tunnels only. You can't get out of the paintball course except through this room, so you have to turn around and get back in if you manage to find your way out. The last one left not covered in paint is the winner. You can keep firing until you've used all your ammo." Bunny rattled off.

"Do you mean you dug this entire section on the off chance that we could do paintballing one day? And you dug it seventy years ago?"

"More like a hundred I think," Bunny shrugged. "Don't really remember."

"We have one minute to enter the tunnels and split up," North added, "Then I shout "game on" and we play."

"Good luck everyone!" chirped Tooth, excitedly.

They strolled through the tunnel entrance, and found three openings immediately opposite. Then they all started running. Jack followed Sandy down the left corridor, while the others darted into the middle or right passage. The passages twisted around corners, and split into more openings the further they ran. Jack trotted through a tunnel opening to the right, and lost sight of Sandy.

"Game on!" came North's voice from somewhere to Jack's right. He looked about quickly, saw no one, and started forward, gun at the ready. His tunnel turned left, then right, then suddenly opened to another tunnel on the left. Jack jogged forward, looking about, but didn't see Sandy until he appeared lying along the tunnel ceiling, and shot him twice.

"Gah!" Jack yelled, as he staggered back. Red paint splattered across his chest, followed by pink on his leg. He scrabbled with his own weapon, trying to fire at Sandy, but he was too slow. Sandy disappeared, zooming along the ceiling with a silent laugh. Jack followed, warily.

He heard a yelp somewhere behind him, and heard a paint gun firing. He kept walking forward, following the passage until it turned right, and almost ran into North.
The giant man laughed. "Ha!" And turned his weapon towards him, but this time Jack managed to fire first. He covered North's face in green and yellow paint, and sprinted past him, before he could recover his sight or aim.

He was still running when Tooth shot him, also from the ceiling. She wasn't as quick as Sandy, and ran off with heavy pink wings and a blue painted bottom slowing her down. Not long after, Bunny shot Jack, and he heard Tooth hooting with laughter as she shot North. It soon became apparent that Sandy was the king of paintball. By the time the rest of them were out of ammo, they staggered their soggy messy way back towards the entrance, and found a spotless Sandy waiting, just inside the first tunnel, loaded gun pointed at them, and grin plastered on his usually angelic face. He fired again, and the game transformed into "Immobilise Sandy". In the end all of them leapt onto Sandy and pinned him down, before he could empty the remaining paint rounds at them. There was a lot of laughing. Eventually, Sandy was immobilized, and his paint gun removed. He was tinkling and laughing heavily.
"Not spotless any more," Bunny grinned, admiring their handiwork. Sandy was a rainbow of wet paint.

"Ow," Tooth squeaked, as she tried to flutter her wings. "Still not working."

"Sorry Tooth," Jack said, sheepishly. "I didn't think about it."

"It's not so bad," she said, standing awkwardly, "They'll be fine when I can wash the paint off."

"Time for the shower?" Bunny offered.

"Definitely," she agreed.

"You have showers here?" Jack asked.

North turned and grinned at him. "When will you stop being surprised?"

"I guess that depends on what else we get up to before we're back on duty."

AN: Any suggestions on what you would like to see these guardians get up to?