"Frost, Hallows," Pitch barely glanced at them, still reading his book.

"This is low, Pitch." Jack growled.

"Even for you." Hal finished, arms crossed. Pitch still paid no mind to the two teens.

"Whatever do you mean?" Pitch held his hand to his chest dramatically, letting the book drop to his lap.

"I hate you." Jack sighed.

"No you don't, now." Pitch swung his legs over so he was still on the branch, facing them.

"Now what?" The two teens regretted what they did to Pitch. They should've figured Pitch would find something as a means of revenge.

"I'm guessing you wanted Hallows to show you where he lived, yes?" Pitch grinned at them, eyes gleaming, his head in the palm of his left hand as he leaned back, the other arm crossed against his chest.

"Yeah." The both droned, oh would he cut to the chase. "What do you want in return, Pitch." Jack huffed.

"Not much, I should probably smash this," He reached over to hold up the Jack-O-Lantern. "But you wouldn't want that, right?" Seeing the two teens glare at him silently he rolled his eyes and pouted. "You two are no fun, you're losing it, Jack. Hurry along then. This can only last so long."

"Y-you're letting us go?" Jack was surprised and gaped a little.

"Tick tock Jack, now scram." Pitch leaned far back and slid off the branch but appeared from behind the tree, used a shadowgate probably. "I'll take care of this." He held the Jack-O-Lantern carefully and made a shooing motion with his other hand. Hal tugged at Jack and after getting no response he flew in front of him, his demon-wings keeping him afloat. Jack was still gawking.

"Jack, let's go! Come, on!" Hal got a good grip and pulled Jack away and after a while the two quickly flew off to what most considered the countryside. Jack watched as the scenery changed from the small towns to large fields and some rock formations dotted about. Up ahead they were approaching a rock formation that had a hole in it, as they got closer, the air in the hole seemed to ripple, like air over a fire. When they actually passed through what seemed to be the portal, the scenery flashed and suddenly it was night. What was supposed to be more of the rock formations disappeared, now they were flying over gigantic fields of corn and wheat. Up ahead he could see a big part of the farm was for pumpkins. Jack-O-Lanterns floated about, some had handles and held candy. Down on the ground, gigantic spiders skittered about, wait, why was their backs… moving!? Looking closer, it turned out there were thousands of smaller spiders perched on their backs. Jack shuddered, feeling goosebumps all over his arms. Gross, gross, gross! At the junction of the larger paths, separating the fields from the pumpkin patches, there was a well-worn looking barn. Hal landed at it's entrance and a load of Jack-O-Lantern rushed over, glowing. He shooed them away with a 'Later' and they flew off past Jack and outside. At the back of the barn there was a large trapdoor on the floor. He watched as it opened slowly after blue flame appeared in Hal's hand and he pressed it into a hole in the wall.

"Come on, Jack!" Hal laughed, he was completely opaque now that he was home. Jack jumped down and he saw that there was a cavern that stretched as far as the fields above. Trees were planted everywhere, orange lights hanging on their branches making an enchanted-looking forest. No way! The trees! Candy grew on them! There were moving rag-doll like creatures, they all carried baskets or a some white rope, it was shiny. Hal stood by, letting Jack watch as the rag-dolls threw the white rope at the branches and with a tug, pulled the candy right off the branches, collecting them in the baskets. "You know the whole toilet paper on trees thing? They were half-right." Hal smirked. "Silk courtesy of the Spiders up top."

"Ew." Jack stuck his tongue out but laughed. "This is amazing!"

"Yea, thanks Jack, well, now you know how to find me."

"I can't believe Pitch let us go!"

"He didn't" Hal laughed, Jack didn't get it. "Okay, it wasn't just the Jack-O-Lantern sustaining me, Halloween spirit, remember? He still had a bit of 'Trick or Treat' in his mind. So-"

"This was the treat… the trick is for when I get back…" Jack groaned, as if Pitch would be that generous.

"Yea, hey, deal with it for the both of us, alright?" Hal smirked. "Now, I gotta get them to work."

"So I can come anytime, right?"

"Yea of course! But once you get back to Pitch thank him for me, alright? I'm guessing he doesn't owe me for the candy anymore. Him and his logic."

"You said it! Alright, I'll see you next time!" Jack waved before going back up the tunnels, slipping past the trapdoor before it clanged shut and past the gigantic spiders. He looked around before he spotted the rock formation and headed back out. He sighed, might as well deal with Pitch today.

Strangely Pitch wasn't anywhere near Burgess, and the entrance to his lair was gone as well. But where it was supposed to be the Jack-O-Lantern was starting to flicker out. Jack looked around a bit more before shrugging, kneeling down to blow out the flame inside. He picked the Jack-O-Lantern, careful not to let frost cover it. He would keep it at his room at the North Pole. Checking again, it really seemed Pitch had disappeared, I guess it's Pitch being Pitch. He laughed, he probably couldn't stand the thought of being nice for once.


A/N: I still feel really, really bad for the goof up yesterday so I posted this chapter early!

Now if I stop being a sad panda...

Pitch is, of course, the adorable boogeyman that cannot stand the thought of being a nice guy :3

Finally watched the Chinese dubbed version of RoTG!

Cantonese Toothiana: Sound older than the English version, Chinese Toothiana: Sounds younger at the start.

Lemme just say I melted. Pitch sounds awesome no matter what! *biased,biased* (9QWQ)9

And one or two lines in the Antartica scene had no feeling behind it lol. And one of the brothers... Claude and his bro... one had the voice of a girl at one point XD

Anyways!

Rubix and rabbits, signing out!