I switch POV's in this chapter. Because it is three character's POV they're labeled.

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Pippa

Two weeks had passed since my encounter with the guardians, and Pitch was sticking to me like glue. The second that I had gotten back to my room, I threw the sand into one of the shadows creeping in my room; Pitch was there within five seconds, nightmare sand at the ready. I ran to him and cried into his chest. I told him everything; I told him that Bunny had come and I went to Santa's workshop and that yetis made toys and not elves. I told him was Santa had asked and how they had upset me. He seem pleased when I told him that I no longer blamed myself for Jack's death, but them: The Guardians. Pitch was furious when I informed him that they wanted to fix my dreams.

"They always try to do this," Pitch informed me, "take the one good thing in my life." He just held me until i went to sleep. Several nights from that day, whenever golden sand approached my window, Pitch's nightmare sand would turn it to black and it would slither away. I hated the guardians, I did not want any favors from them.


Pitch

I spread my Nightmare sand to Pippa's window again, as the dream sand tried to get into her room. This was the fifteenth night that I had to fend them off, and the number was growing every night.

"Damn it Sanderson!" I murmured, "Why don't you just give up!" When the sun finally rose, I was exhausted. I had fent off more that fifty dream sand spirals, not to mention that Pippa always seemed to wake up when the dream sand came, so I had to put her back to sleep every time, even if it was at a distance. By the time that the sun was completely risen, I was resting in the shadow of a large cliff. Around noon, I heard the familiar voice with an Australian accent.

"'Oi!" Bunny called, "Pitch! We've got a bone to pick with you!" Glancing over to the voice, my eyes widened at the sight of the big four. I stood up and walked to the edge of the shadow.

"Why hello rabbit," I greeted, "thief, fairy, and Sanderson. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

"You know why we're 'ere Pitch!" Bunny yelled, causing me to take a step deeper into the shadows, "What did you do to Pippa?" I laughed at that.

"I could ask you the same thing." I retorted, "Pippa was fine until you lot caught up to her. Worthless guardians." Bunny lept into the shadows and pinned me against the cliff. I groaned in pain as my head came in contact with the rock.

"Why can't Pippa dream Pitch!" Bunny demanded. I put a confused look on my face before answering the oversize stuffed animal.

"Because she doesn't want to." I informed him, "I thought that she told you that." Bunny through me to the ground and hopped out of the shadows.

"She is a black light on the globe Pitch, I didn't even know that there could be black lights!" Bunny stated, "You're a monster Pitch. I don't know what you did to that little girl, but I'm gonna undo it. Filth like you shouldn't have believers. You deserve to rot alone in your shadows." I was at my breaking point.

Of course you would think that Bunny, I thought, you've never been left to rot in the shadows, alone. Your loneliness was your own choice.

"I don't know why this girl is so attached to you," Bunny continued "but I think that it's one of the reasons that she don't want any good dreams, you hear? So, if you won't tell me anything, I'll just talk to her myself." My eyes widened in fear as I tried to escape through the shadows to get Pippa; but before I could make my exit, A dream sand whip wrapped around my waist and pulled me back.

"Keep him busy Sandy," Bunny called, "I'll be done within the hour." To my horror, Bunny opened a tunnel underneath himself and headed to Pippa, and I was stuck here with my other three enemies. I glared at the muscular Russian.

"If he lays one paw on her I swear, you are all going to regret it." I threatened. North looked at me, puzzled.

"Why would he hurt Pippa?" He asked. I smirked to hide my worry.

"Then let the games begin." I announced, and began shooting nightmare sand every which way.


Pippa

I put on my boots and ran outside. I wanted to search the wood for more flowers for Jack, and Pitch said that he was patrolling the forest, so I think that I should be safe. I walked the far left path and began my search. I was not three minutes in before I saw a warning sign: one of Bunny's tunnel openings.I spun around and ran as fast as I could.

Where is Pitch! I thought as I pushed bushes branch's out of my way. I heard running behind me, so I ran faster.

"Pippa wait!" I heard Bunny yell, "I just want to talk to ya " I stopped running for the fact that I could never run faster than Bunny, why race a rabbit when you were just going to lose? I turned around and saw the 6 foot tall furry creature looming over me, though his expression was not scary, it was sorry.

"I don't want good dreams." I stated again.

"I know, that's not why I'm here." Bunny admitted, "I wanted to apologize, I shoulda told ya 'bout the dream thing." I was taken aback by his statement.

"Umm," I started, a bit stunned, "it's okay? The dream thing, that is."

"I'm sorry 'bout your brother too." he added, bringing tears to my eyes. "If we'd known that he was in trouble, we woulda came." I looked at him with tears streaming down my face.

"P-promise that you didn't know?" I asked, Bunny smirked and patted me on my head, "I- I need to find Pitch." I stated. Bunny nodded and stuck out his paw. I took it and we began to walk deeper into the forest.

"We don't like Pitch because of his past. He did a lot bad things." Bunny explained, "What do you think of him?"

"Pitch is nice." I answered, "He looks after me. Pitch is like my best friend."

"What about the other kids in the village?" Bunny asked curiously.

"They don't want to play with me anymore." I murmured, "I remind them to much of Jack. But I don't mind. I've got Pitch, mom, dad, I even talk to Jack sometimes."He loved Easter, do you want to meet him?" Bunny eagerly nodded his head, and we began to run to Jack's grave. When we arrived Bunny and I both kneeled at the foot of it and I began the introduction.

"Hi Jack!" I began, "This is the Easter Bunny! His name is Bunnymund, but thats really long, so just call him Bunny okay?"

"'Ello their mate!" Bunny announced, " You've got a great little ankle biter' sister here. She's real sweet." I smiled and we sat in silence for a bit.

"Pippa, do you mind if I ask how he died?" Bunny asked.

"He drowned." I stated blankly, tears already filling my eyes, "I was on thin ice and he saved me, but he fell through instead. Its all my fault." I was sobbing now, Bunny rubbed my back with his paw.

"Listen here sheila," Bunny announced, "none of this is your fault, it's nobody's fault. It was an unfortunate event that could have happened to anyone. Think of it this way, if you had fallen through that ice instead, Jack would be feeling this way, and he would have to go through his life knowing that he could have saved you, but he didn't. Would you want that for Jack?" I shook my head no, "Well then do what Jack would have wanted you to do; live your life. Have fun, live a good life for Jack, okay?" I nodded my head, "There's a good ankle biter'. Now how about you run off and find Pitch okay?" I nodded my head again and threw my arms around his furry neck.

"Thanks Bunny." I said, and with that I ran into the woods, in search of my best friend.


Bunny

I watched as Pippa ran into the woods. Looking refreshed and happy, but I could tell that she was still extremely sad.

Poor ankle biter'. I thought, No kid should blame themselves for somethin' like this. I stood up and brushed off my fur. Turning around I saw Pitch watching me from the shadows, with anger in his eyes. He walked into a shadow and disappeared.

Must be looking for Pippa. I thought, What does he want with that girl?


Pitch

I saw Bunny and Pippa embrace and then she ran into the woods, to look for me. That eased my mind a little, knowing that he didn't hate me yet. Bunny looked at me and I looked at him. I walked into a shadow with one thought on my mind.

I've got to get Pippa out of here, or at least away from them. If I don't, I thought with sorrow, I'll be all alone again.