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Title: Wishing on a Star – The Snowy White Pooka

Fandom: Rise of the Guardians

RotG Disclaimer: All rights concerning the movie reserved to DreamWorks. The book said movie is based of though is property of William Joyce. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.

Warnings: shounen-ai, xeno/furry, boy-turned-giant-alien-bunny, explicit intercourse, anal, hetero

Main Pairing: BunnyFrost

Side Pairings: JamieCupcake, ValentineHope

Rise of the Guardians Characters: Jackson Overland Frost, E. Aster Bunnymund, Nicholas Saint North, Toothiana, Sanderson ManSnoozie, Sophie Bennett, Jamie Bennett, Cadence 'Cupcake' Miller, Pippa Morgan, Monty Jones, Caleb Jenkins, Claude Jenkins

Own Characters: Hope (Spirit of Wishing Stars), Valentine (Spirit of Love), Independence (Spirit of America), Unity (Spirit of Germany), Eve Hallows (Spirit of Halloween)

Summary: Jack finds himself very much in love with a certain Easter Bunny, but he feels as if he – a mere human – wouldn't be good enough for the Pooka. How are the odds that Aster finds himself in the same predicament. Unbeknownst to each other, they both wish on a star. The Wishing Star feels obliged to help the two Guardians out. The only question now is; How will the five Guardians deal with having a hyperactive, snow-controlling Pooka hopping around...?

Wishing on a Star

The Snowy White Pooka

Chapter 3: Waking up at the Exact Right Moment and a Confession

Bunny's breath was ragged as he burst into the workshop again, his eyes frantic. "Activate the Northern Lights, ankle-biters! The others need to return now!"

The teenagers gathered around the globe yelped in slight surprise and turned to look at the frantic Easter Bunny. Their eyes widened in fear as they saw what he was clinging to.

"J—Jack's staff!", exclaimed Jamie with panic in his voice, running over to Bunny. "Where did you find it? Why haven't you brought Jack? Jack would never leave his his staff behind!"

Monty all the while had enough sense to do as Aster had ordered. Clinging to the wooden staff like it was the most precious item on the planet, the Pooka walked through the halls to the one bedroom where he knew his little ankle-biter and the Snow Pooka were.

"I haven't found Frostbite", muttered Aster darkly. "Too much snow, I couldn't pick up his scent. I only found his staff in the snow, it was as if the stupid thing was glowing, calling me to it."

"It probably did", mused Cadence as they followed him. "I mean, it is a magical artifact."

"Hey kiddo, did he wake up?", asked Bunny lowly as they entered the bedroom.

"Nope", replied Sophie from her spot next to the bed. "Did you find him?"

"Nope", sighed the Pooka and shook his head.

He collapsed on the bed, pulling the smaller Pooka close to seek comfort by the other's fur. The unconscious buck whimpered slightly and cuddled closer to him. Aster rested the staff against the wall, glaring at it as if he was blaming it for leaving Jack's side.

"Do you think something happened to him?", whispered Jamie solemnly.

"Nah, Frostbite's tough", snorted Aster, wishing he could believe his own words.

"Come! They're in the other room with the other Pooka!", called Monty from outside.

Shortly after, the blonde boy entered together with the other three guardians, all looking around for Jack, expecting the snow-bringer to give them a mischievous grin. Instead, they were faced by a serious and obviously worried Aster. Something that was more than upsetting.

"Old friend?", asked North lowly, fearing to ask the question on his tongue.

"I found his staff, but Frostbite was no where in sight", replied Aster evenly. "I think someone took him, maybe Pitch or a jealous spirit? It wasn't far from the workshop, he must've been on his way."

The guardians had gone separated ways after Monty had determined the most likely route for Jack to take from Burgess to Santoff Claussen. Aster gritted his teeth, cradling the other Pooka even closer, pawing at the soft fur nervously. His Frostbite couldn't be lost. They had let Pitch take the kid once before and it had been a disaster that had ruined Easter and nearly been their demise.

"Jack... was nearly here? So close when he got taken...?", whispered Tooth with guilty eyes.

"Don't even start, sheila", warned Bunny. "We wouldn't have been able to do anything, we couldn't know what was happening. We need to stay calm now and make a plan."

"Oh, if Pitch did anything to harm him, I will take more than just one of his teeth!", growled Tooth.

Aster hummed, nuzzling the smaller Pooka's face. The white buck snuggled even more into the embrace. Aster ran his paws through the soft fur, his thoughts someplace else. He prayed to MiM that his Frostbite was alright, that he would be alright until they got to rescue him.

"What are we supposed to do now...?", asked Pippa with a frown. "How are we going to find Jack?"

Tooth blinked and turned to look at Sandy, who made a couple of signs, making her nod. "Sandy is right. We need to calm down first. If we run off like headless chickens, we won't be any help."

Bunny heaved a sigh, watching how the children and the other guardians started to fall into a banter as to what would be the best way to approach this situation. Though before he could voice his own opinion, he felt the Pooka in his arms stir.

"G—Guys, shut up, will ya? The buck wakes!", growled Aster lowly.

The last thing he needed was for the Snow Pooka to get a panic attack thanks to a loudly bickering North and Tooth. He gave the two a hard glare, effectively shutting them up. Everyone in the room tensed, their attention focused on the white Pooka whose eyelids slowly fluttered open.

/break\

It was cold and it was dark. That was everything Jack could register, the cold and darkness he remembered from the most horrible and most frightening moment of his life, of after-life. His mind was dull, for the longest time everything felt numb. Until there was a warmth, a warmth he had never felt before. It made him feel safe and happy. Sounds, noises, chattering. There were others, someone was around him. The warmth left him. A feeling of abandonment overwhelmed him. He was weak and hurt, couldn't even move. He wanted the warmth to return to him to make him feel safe. Then, after what felt like eternity, did the warmth return, embracing him. It strengthened him, woke him from his numbness. His eyelids fluttered open and at first everything was hazy and foggy. But his warmth was there, making him feel safe. Agonizingly slow did the world come into focus.

"Hey there, Snowy", murmured a soft, comforting voice.

Okay, that world that had just come into focus must have been a dream-world. The first thing he saw was the Easter Bunny, smiling down at him so softly and friendly that it could never be real. There was no way the kangaroo would ever give him such a smile. The thought made his heart clench. Blinking a few times, he looked around. He was in a spare room in the workshop... surrounded by.. yetis, the other guardians and the kids from Burgess. All the reason more to believe that this must have been a dream. What else could they be doing here? He opened his mouth to ask a question, but his throat was dry so no sound came out. Bunny shushed him, patting his head.

"Everything is alright, little one", murmured Aster before turning to Phil. "Get him some water."

The yeti grunted and left hastily. Jack blinked a few more times, taking another look around. Everyone was looking at him concerned, North was even wringing his hands, frowning. The Guardian of Fun sighed slightly and cuddled closer to the warmth of Bunny. Why not enjoy his dream as long as it lasted? And Aster was really comfortable.

"Here ya go", smiled Aster as Phil reentered the room, taking the water glass from him.

Jack opened his mouth slightly to take a sip, lifting his hands to grab the glass himself. He was old enough to drink on his own, thank you very much. He took a big gulp, feeling instantly refreshed, the dryness slowly leaving. Sighing relieved, the world finally came into full focus. The first thing he saw, now completely clear, was the glass in front of his face. And... the two white paws holding the glass?! Giving a startled yelp, he let the glass fall down.

"Everything alright, Snowy?", frowned Bunny.

"I—I have fur!", yelped Jack, staring at his hands in utter fascination, turning them over.

"Of course ya do, ya dango", chuckled the Easter spirit amused. "Yer a Pooka."

"I'm a what now?!", grunted the spirit of Fun confused. "What a weird dream..."

Aster frowned down at the cuddly ball of fur in his lap, the Snow Pooka returning the stare. The Easter Bunny nearly got lost in the endlessly deep pools of the most magnificent ice-blue color, a blue so pure and captivating not even he could ever dream of mixing it together. He had only ever seen such a intense blue once before. Aster stared in utter disbelief.

"F—Frostbite...?", gaped the Guardian of Hope.

"Yeah, kangaroo...?", yawned the Snow Pooka and rubbed his eyes. "What kind of dream is this?"

"Wait. What do you mean, Bunny?", grunted North confused.

"That's—It's... This is Frosty...", stuttered Bunny stunned.

"What?! Is impossible!", exclaimed Santa and lifted the Snow Pooka up.

Jack yelped surprised as North grabbed him beneath the arms and looked him critically up and down. That was the exact moment Jack noticed that he was naked. A very high-pitched yelp escaped his lips and he tried to cover himself, pulling his legs up.

"I'm naked! Put me down, North!", hissed Jack embarrassed.

Bunny frowned even more confused for a moment before he understood what the Guardian of Fun meant. Growling threateningly at North, he wrapped the blankets around the smaller Pooka and pulled him close again. Jack looked kind of grateful for that and snuggled more into the blankets.

"Jack? Is that... really you...?", asked Jamie sceptically.

"Course it is. I mean... the fur is new... and the... oh dear Moon, the ears!", yelped Jack and pulled stunned on his long ears to stare at them. "I am a Pooka."

"Oh! We've been so worried when you didn't show up!", gasped Tooth relieved and hugged him.

"Yeah... uh... Sandy, tell me, is this a dream...?", mumbled the white-furred Pooka with a frown.

Sandy, who had flown up to them to join the hug, shook his head with a broad grin. North too joined them, giving a throaty, relieved laugh as he lifted the three guardians into the air. Aster watched them with a frown, his all-seeing observing how his Snowflake stiffened just the slightest bit, his pupils a bit larger than normally. The Easter Bunny growled dangerously.

"Let him go, ya morons, don't ya see he's uncomfortable?", huffed Bunny annoyed.

His friends bolted apart and the Sandman, the Tooth Fairy and Santa stared slightly awkward down at the fluffy ball of fur. Jack relaxed a little now that he had his personal space back. Unannounced or too much touching or generally speaking too much attention at once still set him on unease.

"Phil, bring the ankle-biters home", ordered Aster, noticing that Jack still wasn't completely at ease.

Too many people in the room – yetis, elves, the teenagers and the guardians – it was making Jack uncomfortable, because everyone was staring at him as if he was some kind of main attraction.

"I'll drop by once I know what's going on", offered Jack with a lopsided grin, seeing the reluctance in his friends' eyes. "But I'm fine. Not hurt or anything. Just got to sort this... fur-and-paws-situation out and you probably won't be much of a help there, eh? And we don't want to worry your parents."

The teenagers turned to exchange a couple of glares before nodding slowly. Jamie still first walked over to hug his best friend. He was only slightly surprised at how soft Jack was.

"Don't forget it!", warned the brunette boy sternly before Phil led them out.

"Well?", asked North patiently as the door closed behind the others. "What happened to you?"

"I—I don't know", shrugged Jack a little helplessly. "I was flying here and then there was this really immense, mind-numbing pain and I dropped my—My staff! Where's my-"

"Here, Frostbite, calm down", interrupted Bunny upon hearing the frantic edge of Jack's voice.

The taller Pooka nudged the staff closer to the Guardian of Fun. The white, long ears relaxed against Jack's skull as he cradled the wooden staff safely in his arms. Aster shook his head.

"But do you remember anything from before? I mean, was there something strange?", asked Tooth.

Emerald eyes observed how long white ears shot up curiously. Interesting. It had been so long since Aster had last gotten to watch another Pooka. He still had a hard time blinking, because he feared the cute Pooka – what? Not cute, that was Jack after all – would vanish. It was amazing, the purely instinctual reactions of Jack. The boy was normally quite contained, he was good at hiding what was going on behind a broad smile. The ears suddenly flattened, very much so. Aster raised an eyebrow at that. Why was Jack blushing?

"Well? Spill it, Frostbite", grunted the Easter Bunny, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Uh... uh... Nothing?", tried the white-furred Pooka.

Tooth frowned curiously, her eyes trailing between the obviously embarrassed white Pooka, the intrigued gray Pooka and the two completely oblivious guys standing next of her. It was apparent that Jack knew what had caused his sudden change in appearance. And it was just as clear that Aster felt very drawn to the young Pooka, the Easter Bunny was protectively looming over Jack. For the first time since Jack had joined the guardians did the Pooka show that he actually cared for the winter-bringer. Frowning slightly, Tooth turned to the window. A sparkling, bright light caught her attention. A star, shooting through the dark night sky. Tooth blinked and grinned. She had a pretty good idea who may have decided to interfere.

"How about we let Bunny and Jack clear that alone? Sandy and I still have so much to do and North, you need to prepare for Christmas!", announced Tooth, pulling a very loudly protesting North and a slightly confused Sandy out of the room. "Aster, you talk to Jack! Have fun!"

The two Pookas stared after the retreating trio in confused silence. The confused silence slipped into a very, very awkward silence all too soon. It was then that Jack fully noticed how close he was to the Easter Bunny and how oddly good it felt. Something within him told him that it was right.

"I'm sorry", was the first thing Jack muttered, fidgeting with his paws.

"What are ya sorry for, Frosty?", murmured Aster softly, trying to coax the slightly frightened Pooka into trusting him, nudging him. "What happened, Jackie? Ya don't need to be sorry."

"I—It must have been a shock for you to see another Pooka... I'm sorry I'm just... me..."

"Hey, don't make it sound like yer a disappointment", chided Bunny, rubbing his chin against Jack's head as he pulled the smaller male close. "Yer still a real Pooka now, at this moment. Besides, what would I be supposed to do with some stranger? Wouldn't want someone foreigner near us."

He gave Jack a friendly nudge, but the white ears were still flat against Jack's skull, making Bunny frown. Heaving a sigh, Aster wrapped his arms around Jack's midsection and pulled him onto his lap. Jamie Bennett was probably right. The annoying Frostbite meant more to Aster than he should. This realization had crashed down on him when he had found the staff without Jack, the fear that someone may have taken a defenseless Jack had frightened him more than anything in a very long time. A giggling sound interrupted Aster's thoughts and he blinked down at Jack.

"That tickles, Bunny", grinned the Guardian of Fun, staring wide-eyed up at Aster.

Now it was Bunny's turn to 'blush', his ears flat against his skull. Having a real Pooka around had woken some very old instincts in him. He slowly closed his mouth, his tongue back inside and far away from Jack's face. In his frenzy, he had started grooming the smaller Pooka.

"Sorry. Instincts", grunted the embarrassed Easter Bunny, coughing slightly. "Anyway, Jackie-boy, you going to tell me now how you came to be a Pooka?"

"I—I really don't know it", shrugged Jack with furrowed brows. "I was flying and then I saw this brilliant shooting star and... I didn't know it would come true!"

"Really?", snorted Aster amused. "You've been brought back from the dead by the moon and spend three hundred years flying around and spreading snow... But shooting stars can't fulfill wishes?"

"Well... When you say it like that...", muttered Jack, his ears flat again.

"Wait", grunted Bunny with a frown. "Why would you wish to become a Pooka...?"

Jack turned his head away, taking a deep breath. He had wished to be a Pooka because he had hoped it may also make him braver. But that part seemed to not have come true... Somehow he was overly sensitive though, the warmth and softness and strength of Aster seemed to much more intense.

"B—Because I love you and I know you'd never even contemplate the idea of being with me and I hoped that maybe as a Pooka, you would at least acknowledge me, but I know it was a stupid idea, but it's just so much harder now that we're friends and now that I spend so much time with you! It was easier when you weren't talking to me like with the blizzard! I mean, I know this is going to end bad, because it ended bad the last time I tried to confess to you that I fancy you and-"

He was interrupted by a soft muzzle kissing him. At first he was too shocked, but the soft paws caressing him relaxed him enough to give in and kiss back. Aster smiled at him as they parted.

"Yer cute when ya ramble, Frosty", chuckled Bunny, nuzzling Jack's neck. "But I liked ya just fine as a human too. Though you are way more sexy now, my Snowflake."

This made Jack yelp undignified. A million questions buzzed in his head, but Aster's kisses proved to be quite distracting. So were his paws. And his tongue. Actually, what questions?