An- I was just fixing a few things. Expect the next chapter to be out by next weekend!

Bunny immediately rushed over to look at Jack. He was even paler than normal and his hands were shaking slightly. The only reassurance that Bunny had was the fact that the black strands reaching up his neck hadn't gotten even worse. Tears started to well up in Bunny's eyes again as he surveyed the damage.

The rest of the Guardians had been hanging back, trying to give Aster time to collect himself, but when she saw the wetness on his face, Tooth rushed forward to smother him in a hug. "Shhh," she hushed him as he choked back sobs yet again. "I promise you, this wasn't your fault. We will stop Pitch and fix Jack. Everything will be back to normal soon enough. Just snap out of it right now. We have to wake Jack up in order to help him."

Steeling himself Bunny nodded. He tightly gripped one of Tooth's tiny hands with his large furry paw and glanced backward for reassurance that North and Sandy were still there. After taking another deep breath, he gently shook Jack's shoulder.

"Frostbite," he said gently. "We need you to wake up." Jack shifted uncomfortably, but didn't wake up. Aster tried again, this time shaking slightly harder. That was the nudge that it took to get Jack awake. The problem was that he was a little too awake. Jack bolted upright, glancing around frantically as though looking for a threat.

When he spotted the guardians, his posture immediately grew more rigid. He opened and closed his hands a few times before whispering in a voice nearly too quiet and hoarse for the guardians to hear. "Wind," he said. "Help, please." With that he was swept upward quickly. Then, slightly louder he whispered, "Please don't hurt me."

Bunny looked horror stuck. "Frostbite," he whispered sadly. "I never meant to."

That was when Jack's eyes locked specifically on Bunny. Before, he had just been scared at the fact that there was a large presence looming over him. Now, he had an actual thing to be scared of. His eyes widened in fear and he was suddenly gone. He disappeared out the door and down the hallway. Close to hyperventilating, he bolted, continuing down the winding passageways for several minutes before Wind put him down gently in a isolated corner. He could hear the loud banging and calls from the direction he had come from, but he stayed silent.

Taking a moment to collect himself, he slowly eased the oncoming panic attack. "Why is he here?" Jack wondered, mumbling to himself. "He left me. He thought that I deserved to be taken by Pitch. He wanted me to be captured." These whispered words were in an attempt to reassure himself. If Bunny hadn't let him be captured, then that meant that his childhood hero was powerless to save him. He thought that Bunny just hadn't wanted to save him at the time. If Aster had known Jack better, he told himself, he would have protected him.

During his younger years as a spirit, Jack used to follow Bunny around on Easter, relishing in the happiness that he brought to the children. If only Aster had looked at Jack like he looked at the children. If only he had been shown attention in the 200 years he had been alive. Or dead. Jack didn't know the best way to describe what he was. But Bunny was the first one to interact with him after 200 years, and Jack knew that he had messed it up. The thing is, Jack is a seasonal spirit. He automatically knew that it was his job to spread winter. Sure, he might have some fun while doing it, but the Earth had suffered the the hundred years he had been with Pitch. During the Easter of '68, that town had been due for a snowfall.

Bunny hadn't wanted to listen. He assumed that Jack was messing with him. Assuming the worst, Jack sighed. Everyone would always assume the worst. No matter what. Whenever a nightmare had broken something in Pitch's lair, Jack had been blamed.

He lifted up one of his sleeves, looking down at the resulting punishment of one of those times. In his anger, Pitch had nearly cut his hand off. Thankfully, Pitch had realized what he was doing before he got too deep, but there was still a large scar stretching across his wrist. Pitch had grabbed him by his hair after the incident, muttering about useless winter spirits. Pitch had dragged Jack outside and thrown him into a small pile of snow. He left him there for a few hours, long enough for the wound to not be life threatening, and then he dragged him back from where he had been blissfully asleep, buried in the snow. In punishment for trying to sleep off the punishment, he was thrown into a burning room and left there for a couple of days. Jack had lost track of time through the againy of this. He quickly learned not to sleep when he wasn't allowed. Now. he barely ever had to sleep.

But it had been so long since he had had a small nap, he thought to himself. Why couldn't he sleep here for like twenty minutes? Wind would wake him up is any of the guardians came close. With that thought in his mind, he fell asleep curled up in a corner of North's workshop.

Downstairs, the guardians were frantically looking for the missing spirit. "Phil!" North called gruffly. "Phil!" The yeti couldn't arrive fast enough for North, and Phil was met with a glare when he arrived. "Phil! Have you seen Jack?"

When Phil looked at North confusedly, North sighed. "Winter spirit? White hair? I mean, it had a grayish tinge currently, but still!"

Phil shrugged, saying something in the language that only North and the other yetis seemed to understand. He lumbered off, and North turned toward Tooth, Bunny, and Sandy. "Phil said that he will keep an eye out, as well as inform the other yetis and the elves of the search. It is top priority right now!" He yelled after the disappearing yeti. Phil just waved a hand over his shoulder to indicate that he had heard.

After another ten minutes of searching they heard the loud roar of a yeti and rushed to see if he had found Jack.

AN- Sorry for the long wait! Volleyball is finally over, so I might be able to update more consistently, but I don't really know. Many type of advice is loved, thanks for reading!