Wow! So much feedback! Okay, I will do a follow up to 'The Room of Views!' Thank you all for all your lovely reviews! Since tomorrow is a bank holiday, I will be able to post another chapter! YAY!
darkangel795: Of course I can! In fact, I've thought of quite a good one for it (at least, it sounds good in my head!)
So, me and a friend were joking around, and somehow this was born! (Yes, Fru, I'm talking about you. Reveal yourself!) It's set in the year that follows Pitch first becoming a guardian, before Jack has had the chance to do anything to North.
Disclaimer: I don't own RotG
It had started with Jack freezing Bunny's hot chocolate.
They were in one of the monthly guardian meetings, and North was going on about the cost of wood and other materials required to make toys. He didn't actually buy anything himself, the yetis somehow created it, but that was beside the point. Unfortunately, none of the guardians knew what the point to his long rant was. For the past quarter hour they had slowly been drooping lower and lower in their chairs, until North was cut off mid sentence by a startled-
"Oy!" Bunny stared down incredulously at the lump of cocoa flavoured ice now sitting in his mug. Jack laughed and the Pooka glared at him. "You think that's funny, do ya?" The winter spirit's laughter turned to a yelp as he scrambled to get away. "Sorry Sandy!" The little golden man looked disgruntled, and ignored the Pooka's proffered hand, choosing instead to shoot a ball of dream sand and numb the left side of Bunny's body.
"Nice one Sandy!" laughed Jack, before quickly having to dodge another ball of dream sand that sent Tooth spinning to the floor. In return he froze Sandy's feet to the ground. The guardian of dreams struggled to escape, and Bunny took the opportunity to snatch Jack by the back of his hoodie and tickle him mercilessly. Eventually the winter spirit managed to wriggle out of the furry paw that was pinning him down, taking refuge on one of the roof beams.
"I might just snow out your warrens for that one!" Jack called down, laughing at the enraged look on Bunny's face.
"If you dare! Why don't you annoy somebody else for a change? I never see ya pranking North!"
"You think I haven't tried?" asked Jack, rolling his eyes at the other's stupidity. "I can't get past the yetis!" North laughed.
"Indeed!" he agreed, "there has never been prank played at Santoff Clausen, and there never will be. My security is too good! No one can get past the yetis! Now, let us get back to meeting."
Unnoticed by the others, Sandy smirked to himself. Never been a prank? He would just have to remedy that.
He waited until the next January, just because he didn't want to bother North in the run up to Christmas. However, once the presents had been delivered and the large Russian had been given enough time to recover from the annual party hosted by the yetis, it was all systems go.
As evening fell, Sandy sent a golden haze of dream sand over the complex of Santoff Clausen. He could take one night off from work, especially with Pitch so recently defeated, and this would take a whole night to do. Smirking to himself, the diminutive man floated through a window and got to work. No one can get past the yetis, hm?
He finished just as the sun was beginning to peek over the horizon. Santoff Clausen was bewitched so that, unlike the rest of the pole, it would have daily sunrises and sunsets. Apparently six months of darkness wasn't too good for wonder. The guardian of dreams had to hand it to himself: he doubted even Dale, the spirit of April Fool's could have thought of this. Taking one last glance at his handiwork, Sandy activated the emergency aurora and then flew off. North was beginning to stir, and the other guardians would arrive soon; he didn't want to be caught at the scene of the crime.
"JACK!" The roar echoed through the Pole, followed by several thuds and crashes. Tooth winced as she watched the newest guardian barely dodge an extremely well thrown teapot.
"I'm telling you, it wasn't me!" The winter spirit cried desperately. "You know I can't get past the yetis!"
"This time you did not need to get PAST them!"
The guardian of memories was having a hard time keeping a straight face. Bunnymund had given up entirely and was shaking with laughter, while Sandy rolled along the floor, golden tears streaming down his face. It was a very, very funny prank.
At that moment Phil burst through the door, shouting angrily in yetish. At the sight of him, Tooth lost it, and Jack dropped his staff he was laughing so hard. The great beast marched over to the winter spirit and shook him, crying what Tooth could only imagine were threats. The idea of Phil trying to be threatening in his state made her laugh all the harder, and even North had a twinkle in his eye beneath the angry façade.
"Hey, mate!" wheezed Bunny, gasping for air. "Don't you have night patrols to avoid this kind of thing?" Phil garbled something unintelligible and they looked at North, who shrugged, his temper seeming to have cooled a bit.
"He says they all fell asleep..." The Cossack trailed off, a spark of understanding lighting his face. "Sandy?"
Sandy froze and stared up at them. They were all staring down at him incredulously. He smiled sheepishly and gave a little wave, before flying off as fast as he could, Phil's furious shouts echoing behind him. The last thing he heard was Jack's cry of 'I told you it wasn't me!'
As he flew, he slipped the little electric shaver out of his robes. There may have been a lot of yetis, but he was nothing if not efficient. The guardian of dreams chuckled to himself, wondering how long it would take all their fur to grow back.