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sparklehannah: Their relationship is so cute. I like your idea, but can you explain the Fearling part a bit more?
Iloveanimals: No, never.
Remember, all ideas are welcome and I'll do my best!
Truth's Out Now
Today, Jack had plenty of spare time. Any snowfall had been delivered over the past few days. He didn't want to annoy Aster, he was busy planting new painting plants. While, the Pooka promised to spend some time with Jack after he finished, he had also said it would somewhere between 1-2 hours. That was far to long for the immortal Guardian of Fun to do nothing for.
He sat in the grass in the middle of the Warren, looking around for something to do that didn't require freezing Bunny's home. His eyes scanned over a sentinel, a dozen or so eggs that were running around, a secret pathway behind some vines, the entrance to the Bur...Wait! Secret Pathway!
Jack stood up and moved the vines aside. It was a long dark tunnel. He smirked and decided it was the perfect time to test a new trick of his. He twirled his staff, using both hands and then slammed it against the ground. For a moment nothing happened. Jack frowned. Then suddenly his staff began lighting up a silver colour. It was more than enough light to be able to see in such a dark area.
He ventured forward and for a while, he could only see the shine of his luminous staff. Just when he thought he would never reach the end, he stepped out into a HUGE room. It was full of many things, from weapons of every description, to personal journals to (and Jack's favourite) vats of chocolate which was DEFINITELY not used for the eggs.
He turned away from the temptation to eat the silky looking brown substance, and looked at the wall covered in weapons. There were swords, and boomerangs and whips and nunchucks and bow and arrows. He then spotted the journals. The first ones and a scruffy writing, of that of a child learning to write. Further along, the context and style of the writing changed to come to what Jack recognised as Bunny's extremely unique handwriting. He picked out one of the later journals, opened it and laughed when he saw it had opened to the page where Bunny recorded the days over which, Jack became a Guardian. He sat down and read Bunny's side of the story. He couldn't help but snort when he realised the Pooka had taken three whole pages complaining about the Kangaroo comment. He soon finished it and put it back, with a small smile on his face. He was really interested to see if Aster had written anything else about him in another journal. But he felt it would be a huge invasion of privacy. The one he had read, he had experienced, making it not as nosy.
He sighed and turned to leave when he saw a familiar shadow in the doorway. "Woulda thought ya already knew about this place." Jack shook his head. Aster just walked up and pulled out another journal. He gestured for Jack to sit down. He began to read.
"He ruined Easter. That little show pony lost me so many believers. Now I'm going to be worked over time for next Easter. Why on Earth would Frost dump snow on all of my eggs!? Last time I checked, he loved running around searching for them. My precious googies gone to waste. And it's all because of Frost. I told him that he was an unnecessary fool. I don't know what MiM was thinking when he immortalised him. He better hope I never found out why he caused the blizzard!" Bunnymund looked at Jack. "Why, Jack? I know you to well to know that you didn't do it purposely."
Jack honestly was speechless. What would happen if he told Bunny? What would happen if he DIDN'T? Would he get angry? Would he leave Jack without a place to sleep at night?
He decided to take a shaky step into the deep end. "That was the day, I found out the Guardian's knew of me, but ignored me because they hated me. It was the day I found out that the best of spirits detest me. I got angry and I wanted to do something that would get your attention. And a blizzard came to mind..." The further he got in his explanation, the lower his voice went.
He was about to say something when the Pooka engulfed him in the unfamiliar feeling of a hug. "Why did ya say Anythin' when ah started ta shout?"
"You wouldn't believe me. Can you get it over and done with please? The quicker the faster I'm outta here."
Bunnymund pulled away, with a confused expression plastered on his face. "What'd ya mean?"
"My punishment." Jack whispered. "You said so in your journal. That I'd better hope you wouldn't find the cause." At this point, Kack was the confused one. Why wasn't he being punished?"
"Look me in the eye, Frostbite." He did reluctantly. "That was a different time. Now yar more important than all of the children in the world to me. I would never punish ya." He pulled Jack close, smiling as he felt the boy leaning in to the touch. "Yar my kit and it's staying that way. Whether ya like it or not."
"Don't worry. I like it."
