Jack flew away from the town in his normal manner. He had been visiting his strongest believer to get some more questions, and another batch that included every Guardian, and Pitch as well, was given to him. Jack sighed a bit, figuring he would save Pitch for last. He flew to the other side of the world, where it would be nighttime and Sandy would be working. As the wind carried him, Jack started writing a response to his question.
Global warming doesn't affect me as much as you would think. It certainly helps the Spirit of Summer out, but my snow melts anyways. The process is sped up, but it doesn't affect me in an extremely large way like limiting my powers. I still spread my snow, I still spread my ice, and I still spread my fun.
Jack clicked the pen, then began looking for Sandy. He saw the oldest Guardian sitting down in a tree, watching his dreams play out above a child's head. The youngest Guardian sat next to his friend. "Taking a break Sandy?"
Sandy looked up and smiled at Jack, then nodded in response.
"Good, you deserve it. Have another question for you, too."
The Older Guardian took the notepad and pen from Jack's hands.
Jack read the question to the Guardian of Dreams. "Since your body is made of dreamsand, if the wind blows too much, can it scatter you?"
My body isn't actually made of dreamsand, only my robes are. My robes never scatter, though. I have great control over my dreamsand, and I can hold it together very well without much thought. Thanks for the question, and I'll be sure to send some nice dreams your way.
Sandy tossed the pen and notepad up to Jack, who caught it and smiled at the small man. "Thanks Sandy, see you at the next meeting, or the next time I have a question for you." The Spirit of Winter jumped from the branch and let the wind carry him to Tooth's palace.
Tooth was taking a short break from her work, letting her fairies take over for a bit while she rested. She was lying on a couch when Jack blew into her palace. She took no notice, focusing too much on relaxing and resting. Jack smiled at the peaceful sight, but knew he had to interrupt it. "Tooth, got a question for you from a believer." He said as gently as he could, hoping not to disturb her too much.
Tooth opened her eyes and smiled at Jack. "Hey Jack! Nice to see you again. A question? Cool!" Jack handed her the pen and notepad.
The Spirit of Winter recited the question. "How many teeth do you have in your palace?"
Billions! I have collected teeth from every human for thousands of years! At least 16 teeth per child, with billions of children losing their teeth, I have rooms and rooms full of them.
Tooth nodded to Jack and gave him back his notepad and pen. "Thanks for visiting Jack! Hope we get more questions." The Guardian of Memories sat back and closed her eyes again, quickly falling asleep. Jack smiled and flew out of the palace, riding the wind to North's.
North walked through his workshop, examining his worker's progress. The elves were making cookies at the moment, some yetis were guarding the entrance, everything seemed to be in order. All of a sudden a strong gust of wind blew open a window, and North smiled, knowing what that meant.
"Hey North, got a question from a believer." Jack said as he came through the window.
"Jack! Good to see you friend. A question? Good, good." North patted his young friend on the back, sending Jack stumbling forward a bit from the large man's strength.
The young spirit handed Santa the notepad and pen, then pulled out a piece of paper. "Did you see the Nightmare before Christmas? If not, how would you react if someone tried to steal your holiday?"
I have not seen Nightmare before Christmas. I do know what it is, though. It is my job to know what kids enjoy, and as a result I do research on such things. I do not have time to watch movies or TV, but I know the story to most shows, movies, video games, all of these types of things. If someone were to try and steal my holiday, they would unleash the wrath of Santa and his yetis! Ha! Yes, if someone tried to steal Christmas from me, I would have to fight them and take back the best holiday there is.
North smiled at Jack and handed him the notepad and paper. "Thank you Jack, is fun to respond to questions from believers, makes me feel good and happy."
"No problem North, I'll see you at the meeting next month." The Spirit of Winter said as he took a few steps back towards the window. The boy turned around flew out the window after giving North a smile.
North ran to the exit his friend had used in hopes of catching his comrade. "The next Guardian meeting is next week!" He yelled out into the frozen air, hoping Jack heard.
"That's what I meant!" Jack yelled back, taking a glance down at the workshop.
North shook his head at the boy, an amused smile on his face, finding the young guardian amusing.
Bunny jumped out of a rabbit hole, ending up in the Warren. He had been looking for inspiration all over the world, hoping he would find a few ideas for eggs. The Pooka ran a hand over his ears, moving them behind his head, then lied down for some rest. He took in a deep breath and closed his eyes, hoping to catch some sleep. Before he could, though, he heard the rustling of wind, which sounded like it was coming from his right. The large rabbit sighed. He knew that sound. Wind didn't sound like that unless it was carrying something.
"Hey Bunny." Jack floated above his friend, and took the same position the Pooka was in, crossing one leg over the other and putting his hands behind his head, though decided to stay in the air.
"Frostbite." Bunny said with an exhausted sigh. He opened one eye, his eye quickly adjusting to the sudden burst of light. "What do you want? If you haven't noticed, I'm a bit tired and I'd like to take a nap."
"You're getting a bit old, Bunny." Jack said with a smirk. He tossed the pen and notepad onto Bunny's stomach, the wind slowing the fall so that the two items fell gently onto the rabbit's stomach. The Guardian of Hope didn't move. Jack pulled out the piece of paper, letting it make a sound so that his friend could hear. Bunny still didn't move. Jack rolled his eyes and decided to recite the question anyway. "Can I have a hug? No just kidding, how can your eggs walk? Is it mechanic?"
The older Guardian finally decided that ignoring the kid wasn't going to do much, so he picked up the pen and notepad.
Can't give everyone a hug ,now can I? Sorry. No, my eggs don't use a mechanism to move, they're enchanted with magic. Sounds a bit weird when I put it onto paper, but it's the truth. The eggs are enchanted, making them sentient and allowing them to move on their own.
Bunny tossed Jack the notepad and pen and put his paws behind his head and sat back against the dirt again. "Now bugger off." He said as he closed his eyes.
Jack smirked and let the wind carry him out. "Oh, Bunny, forgot to tell you, the entrance to the Warren is frozen." Jack said.
Bunny looked up. "What? No it isn't, I haven't heard anythi-" Bunny was cut off as the sound of ice spraying out entered his ears. The Pooka frowned and lied back, deciding not to deal with it. It had to melt eventually.
Jack made his way through the air, hoping he wouldn't have to try too hard to find Pitch. He found the Boogeyman watching Sandy spread his dreamsand through a small town. Jack dropped onto the ground and slowly approached his enemy."Pitch, I have a question."
Pitch only offered his hand for the pen and notepad in response, not saying a word, never taking his eyes off of Sandy. Jack placed the two items in the man's hands. The younger of the two pulled out his piece of paper.
"Pitch, about how many nightmares could you spread in a normal night?"
I don't often count how many nightmares I spread to different people, though I do know that the average person gets around 25 of my nightmares a year. Take that for what you will, but I try to get at least part of every country, even if it's only a few thousand.
Pitch finished writing and handed Jack the pen and notepad. Jack took the items, an untrusting look on his face, though like Pitch, he kept his mouth shut. He flew back to his strongest believer's house, knowing that everyone's question had been answered.
Another set of questions finished. I've decided that I'll put a oneshot in between each question chapter, so just in case you get board of the questions, you have a short story to enjoy. Posting these two within a few minutes of each other just to get them out, I should have uploaded these yesterday but I didn't have much time. A one shot will probably come tomorrow (if I have time, I'll be busy this week), and a question post will be posted on Friday or Saturday. Just to clear this up, if you have a question for just one character, the entire post will be dedicated to it, so I'll probably make the answer some kind of short story that is related to the topic. Does that make sense? I hope so.