Recap:
"The rest is as you say, history."
"You saved them from Pitches nightmares when you were only a year old as a spirit?" North's question broke the silence that had descended after she finished explaining how she first met the pooka who had spoken to them earlier.
Chapter 3:
"I guess. I didn't know what they were at the time though," Jack shrugged in a helpless manner not knowing how to properly express what she meant. Glancing around her attention was caught by the window. Looking back at the other guardians she spoke again, "Are we done? I do need to go."
North tilted his head slightly thinking, "Yes we are. Same time next month though."
"Ay, Jack, when you have time come by the Warren. I need to talk to you." Bunnymund had moved forward to stand beside her as he spoke.
Blinking in surprise Jack nodded, "Sure. Do you want me to bring Kree or Raaleigh?"
"Na, just yourself."
"Ok. I can definitely do that then. I'll see you in a couple of days." Grasping her staff tighter she walked to the window and pushed it open before stepping off the edge, "St. Petersburg please Wind." With those words she was swept up into the sky and out of sight.
"Well that was interesting," murmured Tooth. "Who knew there were more pooka on earth or even anywhere else?"
North smiled then said in a chirpy voice, "Jack did."
Bunnymund groaned, "I would have known sooner if I had taken the time to know her before now. I could have helped her protect them. I could have," his voice trailed off as his thoughts took a darker turn towards old painful memories.
"Could have, would have, and should have. You'll only drive yourself crazy with what ifs. I need to be going now. I'll speak to you both later." Tooth took a page from Jack's book and flew out the window with her fairies following after.
"Tooth is right. Concentrate on the fact that you know now and maybe Jack will introduce you if they wish to talk to you. After all while she is their protector but they have the choice in whether or not they wish to meet you." This last sentence was added when Bunnymund had gone to interrupt North.
"But I'm also a pooka. Why don't they wish to know me?" Bunnymund's ears lay flat against his head.
"I'm sure they do. They only know how you've treated Jack for the last three hundred years. You will speak with Jack in a few days. When you speak to Jack try not to get angry at her for any small harmless prank she may play."
"I'll try not to, but I'm making no promises. We both know I have a temper and I don't like pranks."
