"Where is he?!" roared Bunny as he stormed into the workshop. "I'm going to murder that no good little ice head!"

It had been six weeks since Pitch's defeat, and in that time Jack had stuck good to his promises, helping the fairies sort out the teeth and giving the reindeer difficult flying practice. However, although his bonds with them had all grown, his relationship with the Pooka had remained rocky, and an argument the day before had only served to exacerbate the problem.

"Bunny?" asked North. "What is problem?" Bunnymund rounded on the old man, eyes blazing in fury.

"I'll tell you what's wrong: Frosty has only gone and filled my warren with elves!" North snorted derisively.

"No big deal. Elves stupid, not evil. Send back here and will be fine."

"He gave them sugar!" shouted Bunny in frustration. North froze.

"Oh no," he murmured.

The warren was in a complete state when they arrived. Hyperactive elves darted here, there and everywhere, chasing herds of panicked eggs up the tunnels. Large bites seemed to have been taken from the trees, and before their eyes two eggs golems crashed into each other as they desperately tried to catch the elves.

North felt a cool breeze run through the tunnels, and he thought he heard a soft snicker. Jack was still there, and Bunny seemed to have picked up on that too.

"Get out here, you popsicle, and clean up this mess!" They heard a laugh, and the Pooka howled in frustration and anger. He leapt towards the corner where the laugh had come from, but was hit in the face by a massive snowball flying from the opposite corner.

"Jack!" called North as Bunny hit the ground and pulled out his boomerangs. "You have had your fun. Now help Bunny clear up." A head popped up from one of the bushes, two icy blue eyes gleaming mischievously, and Jack laughed again as several of the elves fell into the river of dye.

"Why you little-" cried Bunny, and he leapt towards the ice spirit, who darted away with his inhuman grace.

"What's the matter? Stumped by a couple of elves?" He flew up onto one of the ledges, grinning broadly. North looked at him pleadingly, and as he stood there one of the trees toppled as several elves ran straight through it. He sighed, and picked up his staff. Leaping down, he shot jets after jet of frost until all the elves were stolen. "Happy?"

"Not in any way, snowflake. You better watch it, 'cause I'll get you for this one." North threw one of the snow globes and opened a portal back to the workshop.

"Jack!" he called, "help me carry elves." They disappeared, and Bunnymund looked around at the mess they had left behind.

"Bloody wombat," he muttered, already planning his revenge.


It was about a week later that Joke woke up to find his floor covered with rotten eggs. Any mortal would have to crack at least twenty just to reach the door, but Jack just laughed.

"Nice try, cottontail!" he called to no one in particular. "Did you forget I can fly?" he floated up off his bed. "Disappointing," he muttered to himself, drifting across the room. "And here I thought I would actually need to watch out." He was so busy being disappointed that he didn't notice the trip wire until he flew into it.

A large bucket of pink dye swung down from the ceiling, drenching him from head to toe. He fell from the air in shock, and landed face down on a dozen eggs, cracking them. The stench was appalling, and he rolled away in disgust, breaking yet more eggs as he did so. The door swung open.

"Hello, mate." Bunny was grinning widely. Jack's normally white hair was neon pink, as was his hoodie and his skin. Bunny laughed as the spirit sputtered, trying to think of something to say. "What were you saying about disappointing?" Jack wiped the pink gunk out of his eyes, and a small smile flitted across his lips. He stretched out a thin hand.

"Okay, you got me: truce?" Bunny stretched out his hand, and Jack leapt away, flying back into the air. "Not a chance! I'll get you for this, Bunnymund!" he called, and shot out the window with a gleeful whoop. Bunny laughed at the sight: the boy looked like cupid! Then he turned and shut the door. The smell really was disgusting.


Thank you to everyone who has reviewed, and to all you lovely people for following me! If you're wondering why I'm churning out chapters at such a ridiculous rate, well, I only have 3 weeks of Easter holiday and then it's back to a twelve hour school day (boarding schools, hey! What can you do?), so I'll only be able to do about one chapter a week when that happens :(