(Ducks as random objects are thrown at me)

Okay, okay I'm sorry I took so long! Here's the chapter I own nothing but Clover and review if you can, please enjoy!

(Runs off)


Sandy watched the slowly darkening town below him on his sand cloud, his dream threads eventually joining back into his cloud as his job was finally done for the night. However, despite his best attempts, the happy dreams of the children was not the only thing on his mind this night, the absence of a certain red haired friend unintentionally plaguing his mind.

He knew he should trust her, and he really did want to believe that she could take care of herself just fine on her own. Besides, she apparently had a frost spirit joining her on her adventures so it wasn't as if she was alone.

But still...

The sand spirit shook his head for the hundredth time that night, trying to shake away the worry he shouldn't feel in this situation and instead focused on some good doses of harsh reality.

He wasn't her father, her brother or anything like that, he was a friend.

A decent, privacy respecting friend who didn't mind if she went off on her own or who she hung out with, even if he didn't know who they were or whether or not they were actually safe people for her to be around. Not to mention the fact that Pitch was always good at disguises and...

Sandy became aware that he was punching his sand cloud rather viciously and stopped, his fists still clenched by his side as he tried to calm his obviously overreacting mind.

Stop worrying, she's fine, stop worrying, she's fine, stop-

"Hey Sandy I'm back!"

Oh thank God...


For the hundreds of years I had lived with Sandy, he had never really hugged me. I mean of course we hugged every now and again but it was always me who had to start the agenda. I knew it was nothing personal on Sandy's part; he just wasn't good at being close to someone for really long periods of time. What with the small man having lived alone until I moved in with him, so obviously there would be some kind of apprehension on his part.

So when I returned after my day with Jack I had to admit that I was a little shocked when he practically tackled me.

"So I guess you were worried about me?" I said practically to myself as he didn't reply. I laughed a little under my breath, well to be realistic it was more like out of breath as Sandy was squeezing me really hard. I patted his back gently, hoping this would be enough for him to release his death grip and let me suck in some of that much needed oxygen.

Fortunately this seemed to work as Sandy eventually let me go, finally taking a moment to see my fully, completely surprising disheveled appearance. My dress and skin was covered in paint of various colors and textures, leaving not even a single spot of its former green behind, while my curly red hair had blades of grass and clumps of dirt in various places. The worst bit that seemed to top it all off, and break Sandy's control of his laughter, had to be the absurd amounts of glitter that was practically dumped all over me.

As Sandy was letting loose what had to have been the longest period of silent laughter that I had ever heard or rather, not heard, figures eventually showed up over his head. They were rather faint and over pronounced whenever he was in taking breath or trying to hold it in but I managed to get the gist of what he had said.

What happened to you?

"I met the Easter Bunny." I said bluntly as Sandy continued to laugh silently, ignoring me as I sat quietly on my rainbow path. I just watched him for what felt like the longest time, waiting patiently for him to calm himself down enough for a reasonable conversation. Eventually he managed to calm himself down enough to hold up a singe sand formation above his head.

So tell me about it

"Oh so you're done laughing?" I muttered sarcastically as I saw him looking away for a few seconds, his small shoulders shaking slightly form the silent chuckles. I was a little ticked off at first with him just laughing for so long, but I eventually got over it, especially since he seemed really adorable when he laughed like that. I t was almost contagious in some strange way, even though you couldn't hear it, you just felt like laughing with him.

Not really...

"Ugh never mind...Well first of all I blame Jack for all this..."


We had arrived in the Easter Bunny's burrow some time ago and still I was trying to get over how beautiful it truly was. Of course Jack had gotten over by this point as he had been there way more times than I had, which was obvious by the way he conducted the rather intricate pranks he was going to pull on this poor unsuspecting spirit.

We were sitting under one of the large roots of the burrow, just far enough so the rabbit wouldn't find us, yet close enough to the exit should we be found out any sooner than we expected. I turned to the frost spirit that was sitting next to me, focusing mostly on the frozen webs of ice that were spreading across the area where he was sitting as I spoke.

"So why exactly are you terrorizing this particular spirit anyway?"

"Simple, I wanted to get to know him and he disagreed." Jack shrugged as he continued pointing at the plan he had drawn into the soil while I sighed, not really expecting any other answer while also mentally laughing at the thought of how much more fun it would probably be now. Since, this mostly depended on Jack's description of the spirit we were about to terrorize, he was kind of a stick in the mud anyway, so making him angrier was only going to be more hilarious.

"Of course he did..."


Plan No. 1:

I was waiting patiently up the top of one of the largest trees in the burrow, hiding comfortably underneath a large clutch of bushes and branches, my pot sitting next to me, which unfortunately had to be practically filled to the brim with paint from the nearby paint river. My comfortable patience was mostly expecting the arrival of Jack's signal to fling it out at the unsuspecting rabbit that would run past at any time.

Finally after what felt like forever the frost spirit flew past at a fast rate. Taking this as the signal I quickly threw the paint out in front of me without taking the slightest look in what could actually be going on.

So I guess that could have been a good explanation on why I didn't really expect the backlash of air from Jack's hasty retreat as it flung the paint right back at me, the universe making sure that it stained every corner of my dress and skin, the world also making extra sure to show its hate fro me by causing my pot also neatly landing on my head. It was during this time of soul crushing embarrassment and humility that my frosty friend decided to turn back around and check on me.

As he laughed I silently lifted my pot off my head and wiped the paint from my eyes, my only comment somehow causing Jack to nearly die from hysterics. The only thankful thing I could pull out of this situation was that the rabbit spirit wasn't here to also take part in the laugh-a-thon that Jack was currently winning.

"Well, that didn't work out the way I expected."


"It's not that bad, really." I might have only just noticed that then, but Jack was actually pretty bad at lying about the small things in life.

"Really? I'm completely covered in the stuff! Besides why were you flying so fast in the first place?" I turned back to him, some of the paint being washed off in some areas, but still having great big blotches of the stuff there as huge eye catching spots.

"Ummm..." Jack scratched the back of his neck and I sighed again, wondering if I was ever going to faint thanks to my multiple, exhausted intakes of breath. I turned away form him, continuing to clean the paint of my dress as I spoke.

"You know what? I don't even care. Just tell me what we're doing next." I said finally, not needing to turn around to see the happy expression on the younger boy's face.

"Really! Thanks Clover!" Jack looked as though he was going to slap me on my back but notably paused when he saw the paint also covered my back.

"Yeah,yeah. Now help me wipe this stuff off my face will you?" Jack shrugged and quickly splashed some water in my direction, causing a mini splash fight in between us that lasted for almost a lot longer than we intended, Jack's plan almost forgotten completely thanks to that. Fortunately though we did manage to get back on track, though slightly more water ridden than necessary.


Plan No.2...

I stopped in the middle of my story, taking a moment to watch the scenery around us, especially enamored by a nearby waterfall that lead into the river for the town Sandy had been delivering his dreams to. The rushing water really did give a sense of beautiful atmosphere to the darkness of the night, the water reflecting back the golden light created by the sand. After a few moments my head turned back to Sandy, not the least bit surprised to see exactly how much trouble he was having holding in the returning laughter. I sigh but continue, the golden man still listening to my story, even if he was chuckling under his quite breath.

"Overall I think this one was worse than the paint incident, I still have bruises on my back..."


In this Plan that we both thankfully took part in planning, we were actually able to land a certain amount of actually real and lasting annoyance on the ever elusive rabbit. But of course, it was at my expense, like it always is.

So I relayed the plan out to Sandy and I had to admit, whilst explaining it, it seemed to lose the credibility I thought it might have ever had at the time it was done. The plan, in all its simplicity, was to tackle the rabbit form either behind or frontal attack, and pummel him with as many snow balls as Jack could make and keep frozen in one sitting.

Apparently, and we agreed on this, it seemed to the both of us that the modest direct approach was most likely the best bet. But exactly why we tried did this before, or even first is a mystery to me.

We were just pouncing to attack, my arms around his neck to hold him in place while Jack readied his snow balls when all of a sudden the laws of physics decided to remind me that this rabbit spirit was not only taller than me, but also a hell of a lot stronger to. So within two seconds of me restraining him, he managed to fling me right off his back and onto the ground. I yelled out in surprise as I landed on the ground, twigs, leaves and all sorts of other things that I now exclusively hate about nature tangling themselves into my hair as soon as I landed.

Jack managed to get out of that rightful consequence himself as he quickly flew into the air, leaving me to groan pitifully on the floor as the rabbit completely ignored me, threw one or two insults at Jack that I was surprised a guardian of children would even know before turning around and going back to his work, grumbling about young spirits and disrespect all the way.

"Hey you okay?" He floated above my head as I rubbed at my eyes, a headache now pounding away in my injured head. I gave him a sarcastic look before answering, gesturing to my whole completely dirt and paint covered body.

"Oh I'm fine." The younger spirit raised and eyebrow in surprise, clearly adding his own dose of sarcasm and humor to the already hilarious situation.

"Really?"

"Of course not!" We started laughing then, the fake seriousness we had set up for that scene completely depleted form sight.


It was around this time that I started to have my doubts on whether or not Jack was actually totally invested in this whole 'get the Easter Bunny thing', but by that point I didn't care. which was mostly due to the fact that I totally wanted to go after the fuzz ball myself for revenge.

And it was because of this that I faced through a slew of multiple and even more uncomfortable, especially unnecessary paintings, got flung through the air more than once and of course there was the infamous reasoning behind me being completely covered in glitter.


Plan No. ... Do you even care?

I sat carefully atop one of the highest boulders in the burrow, mostly just appreciating the view of the beautiful plants and paint rivers than I was actually searching for that rabbit. Jack was floating a little above my head, occupying his time while I brooded by making a snow ball and every so often throwing them at unsuspecting moving boulders, causing some of them to fall over each other in the confusion.

"Hey, you got any new ideas, I'm all out." I raised an eyebrow at that, which was actual real surprise for once, no sarcasm.

"Already? That's just not like you Jack. But yeah, I've got an idea." He seemed ready to jump right into the action once he heard I had a plan, grabbing my hand to guide me off the boulder and further through the warren.

"Okay let's go!" I laughed and let him guide me, happy to just go with the flow.

We jumped down from the boulder to the ground below, my path and his flying ability stopping us from meeting the short stop at the bottom. I looked around for a moment before nodding to the frost spirit and gesturing for him to follow me. We walked carefully around the large groups of eggs of all different colors, textures and lights walking together, the lines they were walking in representing a rainbow as they walked into their respected tunnels to different parts of the globe, all round a rather beautiful sight.

I had to admit; thought the bunny was annoying a little since he practically flattened me into the ground when it wasn't necessary, he was a beautiful artist when it came to painting. I picked up on of the eggs, watching it wiggle its small legs in abandon as I inspected its intricate patterns and textures. Eventually though I placed it back in the group, smiling as I watched it run into the crowd, eventually disappearing in a haze of colorful eggs.

Silence spread in-between me and the frosty spirit as we watched the eggs march, something that is not only rare but broken rather easily around someone like Jack Frost. He looked over at me, apparently impatient enough to get that bunny that he would interrupt the peaceful moment the eggs had created.

"So what exactly are you planning?" I had a moment to think over it, before finally speaking, genuinely expressing one major rule to the frost boy.

"Nothing that special, but whatever happens from here, we can't break any eggs, Okay?" He looked a little confused, but still willing to do as I said. Which was rather surprising, especially since I had only just recently met the boy.

"Okay, but why?" I looked out at the marching eggs again, the one I inspected long gone by that point.

"It seems wrong to mess up such...good work, don't you think?" I sounded pretty far away, and I could tell form Jack's expression that he was thinking the same thing.

"I guess..." I looked over at him, smiling and thankful that even though he didn't understand, he was willing to go with my plan.

As soon as the awkward silence between us passed I lead Jack into the area the eggs were marching out of. Hoping that my suspicions were correct, I lead Jack through the tunnel, the both of us hiding behind any large roots or boulders we could find if any eggs came to close. Eventually we reached a specific part in the large tunnel were the dirt and roots gave away to flat and shining tiles of all different colors, the ground below us following suit.

I looked around, once again impressed by the bunny's craftsmanship, some of the tiles on the walls above our heads showed beautiful paintings of children finding Easter eggs of all different shapes and sizes. Other tiles showed pictures of different places in the world, form the snowy mountains to the heated beaches, the only thing connecting them together was the Easter egg in every picture.

"I think he's going for a theme here." Jack mumbled to himself, I giggled in response before gasping and shoving the frostbitten boy behind one of the many boulders nearby. Afterwards hiding myself in the boulder next to him.

"Hey what-" He started before I quickly covered his mouth and pointed at where we were just standing, the very spirit we had been looking for standing exactly there. Jack nodded in understanding before moving my hand away, giving a straight look as he started to form a snow ball in his hands.

I grinned and gingerly took the snowball, the cold of the snow feeling unnatural in my usually warm hands as I quickly got ready to throw. I was quickly halted in my movements as I saw the rabbit's ear twitching for only a second before he turned around completely, his features showing just how annoyed he was at us before he started to walk slowly towards us. I looked over to Jack, a similar expression of understanding on our faces as we grinned.

"Throw it anyway?"

"Throw it anyway." And I did.


Only a few seconds later Jack and I were running as fast as we could through the tunnels of the burrow, the bunny always seeming to be only a few paces behind us no matter how fast we went or what we did. we were laughing like crazy people, dodging the large boulders and trees that were blocking our path to freedom.

We first fled from the main tunnel, the both of us trying as hard as we could not to run into any eggs in an attempt not to break any of them. It Because of that I wasn't really watching where my path was taking me and ended up ramming right into the center of a nearby boulder, falling into a small glitter pond below it.

"Clover? Are you okay?!" Jack yelled worryingly as he and the rabbit stood by the side of the small pond while I did my best to climb out of it, a decent sized bump showing up on my head as I stumbled around, unable to find my footing for a good few minutes. Jack gave an audible sigh of both relief and worry, so I looked up at him, smiling reassuringly at the five versions of the frost spirit that were dancing around my vision.

"I'm...I'm fine just give me a minute." I mumbled as I fell back on the grassy floor, my head swaying every which way slowly in an attempt to gain leveled consciousness. The rabbit walked over and lifted my head so my eyes were staring directly up at the sunlight shining down form the breaks of the branches above. He did so to take a closer look at the bump on my head before giving his prognosis.

"It's just some minor swelling, should go away in a while." He said neutrally as I childishly poked my tongue at him in response, trying to move my already swaying head out of his hands. The rabbit sighed and let go off my head and looked over at Jack, his tone showing more annoyance than he had previously shown me.

"Jack its one thing to annoy me yourself, but don't go dragging other spirits into this." Jack looked genuinely offended at this, at least in my wobbly eyesight he did, so I quickly defended him, trying to stand up again, only to fail with humorous results.

"He didn't drag me, I wanted to go." I said rather clumsily, my head still a little woozy but my temperamental nature remaining. The rabbit sighed and looked back over at me, a quizzical look in his expression, maybe I still couldn't see very straight.

"Why?" I actually had to think on his question for a few seconds before smirking, the answer sounding as if it had come as a natural occurrence.

"I wanted to meet you." The rabbit shook his head in disbelief, probably wondering why, if my skull was that thick, I had a bump that big on my head.

"There are better ways of doing that."

"But it wouldn't be as fun would it?" Jack said happily as I grinning along with him, his words making perfect sense as I realized exactly why I joined Jack on these pranks and adventures. It wasn't to meet other spirits or to see new sights, though that came along with it. I just...wanted to have fun.

Oh sure, it wasn't like living with and spending time with Sandy wasn't fun either, I was just happy to also spend time with someone kind of around my maturity level. And by that I mean somebody who could laugh with me at the most crummiest jokes I knew of.

"Whatever, but you guys better leave before you do any real damage." The Easter Rabbit mumbled angrily before walking off, leaving Jack to finally laugh at my current appearance since there was no longer an older party-pooper around to suck out all the fun.

"Pfft, Clover you should see how you look, it's hilarious!" He laughed as he walked over to me and helped me to my feet. As he laughed I quietly walked behind him, thankfully unnoticed.

"Oh really, perhaps you'd like to join me?" I said carelessly as I quickly pushed the frost spirit into the glitter pond. Jack yelled out in surprise as he fell and I laughed loudly as I saw his white hair bop around in the shiny pond. Not wanting to wait around for the frost spirit's favorite form of revenge I quickly took off, a trail of laughter left behind me.

"See ya Jack!" I yelled loudly as my path lead me through the tunnels and up into the sky beyond.


"And that's what happened and- are you asleep?" I asked my sand friend, who suddenly sat up and shook his head wildly, gesturing on how exciting and interesting he had thought my story. Sighing, I sit up from where I was lying down and looked over at the bright and shining moon. Since Sandy was practically done with his job for the day, I felt like there wasn't really that much else we could do. I turn back to Sandy with a tired look in my eyes as the days events finally caught up with me, suddenly the thought of falling asleep on the sand cloud wasn't as unappealing and frightening as it had been in the past.

"Whatever, look can we go home now? I really need a shower." Sandy smirked a little and nodded, quickly conjuring the cloud we had been sitting on into its usual two seated plane. As we flew off to home I looked down at the world below as we flew, grinning when we passed a certain familiar island, happy to see that the hole was still exactly were it had been before. I continued to look down at the dark world below, one last thought appearing important enough in my mind to question Sandy after before we finally got home.

...

"Hey Sandy? How long does it take to get glitter out of your hair?"