disclaimer: As a reminder, I still don't own anything.

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Pitch supposed there were worse fates. He was having trouble thinking of any but that was more than likely the fault of Sanderson's dreamsand than his lack of an imagination. Afterall he was the Nightmare King, he needed to be creative to instill fear in the hearts of man. Familiarity bred contempt.

Still, Pitch never expected the Sandman would want to cuddle him. Or, to be more accurate, use him as an all-in-one pillow, blanket, and bed. It was very strange... though it was rather nice as well.

There were definitely worse fates. Pitch was sure he'll be able to think up quite a few... after... a nap.

-11-

"Pitch likes Christmas more! He did not ruin my holiday," North argued smugly.

Bunny smirked. "Just means he saw Easter as the bigger threat."

"Nyet, Pitch wanted to work with me once. Offered to scare naughty children," North insisted.

"Phah, he scares all the ankle-biters North, don't care about any naughty or nice list," Bunny dismissed.

North opened his mouth to continue the argument when a strong cold wind carried Jack Frost into the Workshop.

"Bunny! I need your help!"Jack shouted in his eagerness, practically crashing into the pooka in his haste to get the Guardians attention.

"There trouble, mate?" Bunny asked concerned, reluctantly willing to put aside his argument with North.

Jack was about to shake his head negatively and assure the kangaroo all was well when he got an idea. Quickly Jack nodded his head and pretended to be worried. "Sophie got lost in the woods around Burgess. We're having trouble finding her, think you can help?"

Bunny was all too eager to help when he heard his favorite ankle-biter was in trouble. Jack had to hide a smile. The entrance to Pitch's lair near his lake was back, it would not take much to get Bunny to join him down there. If Pitch wasn't there than he would be eventually. Right?

-12-

Eros was in Hell. There was no way he could be suffering more. Not one, but TWO, women were yelling at him and one of them was his wife! The other was Tooth, which was all kinds of dangerous since she had an army of mini-mes to join in her screeching. Like a cacophony of angry birds.

And his kids, the cherubic cupids, all watched on in amusement because it wasn't often the man being yelled at by multiple women was their father. Traitors.

"Look! I'm sorry but I can't fix it!" Eros finally snapped, seriously worried Tooth would saw off his wings if she was allowed to continue ranting.

"What!? Why not? Everyone is going mad out there Eros!" Tooth exclaimed.

"Yeah, which is a really bad sign since Pitch doesn't like men. My arrows, that one in particular, is only supposed to attract partners Pitch would be attracted to. Only way to stop the insanity is the failsafes," Eros explained calmly, relaxing as Tooth did. Pysche still looked unhappy but she was starting to look intrigued too. What was that about?

"And those are?"

"Arrows don't effect family, happily involved with significant other, or people already in love with the target. So a kiss from the first or last will put an end of things," Eros answered with a shrug. Really, two out of the three were in most of his stories, common knowledge really. Man, the Guardians needed to get out more.

Tooth stared at Eros with an amazing poker face before nodding grimly. "Right, okay. I'll go find Pitch and try to keep him from murdering everyone while you track down Mother Nature," she ordered and before Eros could protest the Fairy Queen and her little horde were off and gone.

"Guess I should go find Pitch's daughter huh?" Eros asked rhetorically, waiting for his wife to start back up her angry ranting.

"Hm? Oh no, I don't think so. I think can Tooth and Pitch can resolve things on their own," Pysche said dismissively. "You're still sleeping on the couch until she does though."

Huh? Why would Tooth be ab- Oh. Oh! Well, then. Eros smiled and whistled jauntily.

Mission Accomplished.