AN: Due to unanimous voting, bonding is now here. Tooth is first, then North, then Bunny and finally is Sandy. I hope you guys enjoy, don't worry, action will come soon. As always, I don't own Rise of the Guardians. Review, follow, etc. please

Jack was trying his hardest to concentrate, he really was. The minor snowstorm he was sending to Norway just seemed routine though. It wasn't infused with his trademark happy flakes or spiraling in concentric patterns. Instead, it was just a boring, run-of-the-mill snowstorm with nearly uniform snowflakes and precise timing. He simply couldn't bring himself to care.

As he gazed down on the beautiful sprinkling of sparkling flakes around him, his face held no emotion. So, when he felt a light tugging on the arm of his sweatshirt, it was a welcome relief. Jack found himself face to face with his best fairy friend, Baby Tooth.

He gave her a mute wave, which she returned, before gesturing for him to follow and speeding off into the clouds. With a sigh, Jack followed. May as well see what she wants.

Their little game of chase went off without the usual showing off, cheering and giggling, making the flight seem rather empty. Even the sight of the Tooth Palace, multicoloured tiles gleaming like diamonds in the sunlight wasn't enough to arouse Jack's characteristic smile.

"Jack," Tooth called happily, flying up to give the spirit a hug, which he half heartedly returned. After some pointless chatter (on Tooth's part) she got down to the reason she summoned him here.

"I wanted to go out into the field, and I hoped you'd join me to make it more fun," the fairy asked eagerly. Her wings were beating quickly, face turned towards him and head slightly tilted.

He blinked quickly at the request, but nodded his head.

"Great!" she screamed, "Race you."

With that, the fairy flew off, leaving Jack to trail in her wake. A slight smile tugged at the corners of his pale lips at her enthusiasm. Maybe this would actually be fun. He sped off to follow the brightly plumed fairy.

"Lateral incisor," Tooth called, darting quickly into a room and gently removing a tooth. She squealed when she got outside. "It's so white!"

Jack chuckled hoarsely, enjoying her enthusiasm. He held his own, smaller sack of teeth that Tooth had already exclaimed over many times. He was sure to leave gifts this time. Sometimes it was coins, but for children he had watched before or he knew saw him, he left special gifts. Mostly it was just his special, non-melting snowflakes.

"How can we make this more fun," Tooth mused, tapping a slim finger against her chin. This effectively pulled Jack out of his thoughts as he regarded the fairy closely. There must be a reason she was doing all of this.

Jack showed her a frost symbol of a light bulb. She smiled broadly back at him, awaiting his suggestion. Trust he spelled out in shimmering letters. He pointed to himself, then showed a blindfolded Tooth and arrows. Then, the pictures morphed into a miniature Jack being led around by the fairy.

"So, you want one of us to go blind folded and the other to lead?" Tooth surmised, grinning again when the winter spirit nodded. "I'm in, how about you are blindfolded first." Jack nodded again, allowing the Tooth fairy to blindfold him with an extra sack they had been carrying.

Then, they were off, Tooth shouting out directions. "Left, a little more, higher, careful of the window, now move your hand down, a little more, shhh, she's moving, aaaannnnd, you got it, now turn, watch your head, a little right, follow my voice." This went on, Jack following to a t. They must have made a hilarious sight, streaking across the sight in all their blind and boisterous glory. When the winter spirit was shaking with laughter over yet another near miss with a traffic light, they decided to switch.

"Um… " Tooth began hesitantly, "How are you going to give me directions?" She bit her lip and looked at him worriedly, afraid of his reaction. He just gave her a slight smile, causing her to once again get distracted by his teeth. Jack decided to just show her. He formed a small layer of ice on her back, moving it in different directions.

"Oh," she beamed," the direction it moves is where I should go." Jack raised an eyebrow over the slightly obvious statement, but nodded. And then they were off again. This time it was a much quieter ride, although Tooth still tried to fill the silence. "Ooh, this is so much fun, I can't see anything, was that right?" After a few close calls, a small bump on a windowsill and Jack having to reach out to stop Tooth from slamming into a building, they decided to call it quits.

"That was great Jack," Tooth bubbled, "We should do this more often." He shrugged and nodded back. "I need to head back," she continued, "Will you fly with me?"

Sure, he spelled out, tired of all the nodding he had been doing. They flew off in companionable silence and at a leisurely pace.

"So, Jack," Tooth began, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. Then she burst, unable to keep it in, "I'm worried about you Frosty. Why won't you speak to us?" Her voice rose as it went, pitch increasing.

The smile fell off the winter spirit's face and he looked away, wondering if he could just fly off. I'm fine, he spelled out.

"No, you're not," Tooth replied cautiously. She reached out a hand to stroke his cheek, before stopping himself.

Jack sighed, then displayed an arrow to himself, and then a clock.

"You … clock, um," the Guardian of Memories bit her lip, "You need time!"

He nodded vigorously but without emotion. What he needed was for them to leave him alone. He was just a menace. Tooth then gave into the instinct for contact and placed a hand on his shoulder. The unexpected gesture caused a small flinch, but he let her do it.

"Let me know when you want to talk," she murmured gently. The Tooth Palace was now in view and Jack almost sighed in relief. He nodded again (for the millionth time it felt like) and waved at her with a slight, forced smile.

When she turned around, he allowed his grin to falter. He felt a slight pressure in his chest, stopping him from breathing properly. This lump of sadness seemed intent on blocking out his air. Maybe the other Guardians would just leave him alone. He didn't need them. He never had.