Note first: I wanted to post the chapters I had ready for Christmas this morning. However my entire laptop got corrupted so this is what I was able to salvage. Everything else will come tomorrow I suppose. Yes, this is going to lead up to something happening for 'Christmas'. Oh welp. Also
WTF Rubix 6029 words!? Wat
Onto the Chapter!
Also, no canon character pairing, a small OC pairing that isn't big at all. And the two goofs being jerks.
Jack finally got to meeting Pitch the next day, heading to the entrance as soon as the sun started setting in Burgess. Of course he didn't expect the wave of Nightmares rushing him from behind and he could only yell as they swept him in. "What is happening!?"
"Ah Jack." Pitch greeted him when they finally landed in the main room. Only with a load more Nightmares than usual.
"Pitch… what's happening?"
"The little gathering, thought I'd go." Pitch was petting the Nightmares and they were all filing in from different tunnels, standing in neat rows.
"Are you going to a party or going to war, Pitch. This isn't exactly friendly looking." Jack pointed out. Pitch just shrugged.
"I promised them a run."
"You're going to let them loose in the North Pole aren't you?" Jack groaned, if Bunny didn't attack Pitch, he was a summer spirit.
"Basically." A squad of Nightmares that arrived recently ran over, the lead stamping its feet. "Ah, there's our cue."
"Drama, much?" Jack sighed before perking up. "Hey Pitch, I was gonna ask North but why is this even a thing?"
"Honestly it's one of the few ' holidays' that isn't taken by a spirit so the others supposed they could celebrate it. Give their thanks and all that." Jack laughed a bit, Pitch just hated the others. He could see why so many spirits stayed away. "Although maybe one day a spirit of Thanksgiving will appear. Wonder how that would turn out."
"I think it'd be a girl." The two chattered with the Nightmares following, of course Pitch was already on one of the Nightmares but Jack refused, saying he could fly on his own. The Nightmares stopped before a tunnel, the entire mass of blacksand recoiling like a snake about to strike. Jack didn't notice it until Pitch had asked, "Ready?"
Once he replied with a nod and "What do you mean?" they rushed into the tunnel. Just as Jack got used to the complete darkness they exploded out of the tunnels and he saw that they were at the North Pole, heading to North's place. Jack let out a small 'Woah'. Far off was North's Workshop. But on the cliff of snow beside it a new tower was there with a domed glass top. "What?"
"North's workshop is bigger than you think, Jack. It's just a bonus that some parts of it can move." Pitch informed him, leaning forward a bit as the Nightmares sped up. They still had a long way to go but the Nightmares wanted to enjoy their run.
"It looks like you're going to be responsible for a siege on the place, Pitch." Jack laughed, the Nightmares were huddled closer due to the cold. Then Jack started noticing other swarms of who knows what, approaching the Russian Palace. "What's happening?"
"The other guests, Jack… Oh boy." Jack looked up when Pitch groaned and watch the strange pale green glow heading towards them. It took a while before he saw what it was.
"Hal!?" Said spirit was on a skeletal horse, with bits of its skin still there. The green glow was from the flame that emanated from its bones and behind the eye sockets of its skull. It acted as a mane and tail as well.
"Hey Jack! Thought I'd see you here. I heard about you inviting some others out." Hal waved, the skeletal horse running up beside them. Pitch's small army started veering away as the two talked.
"Yeah I was, how are you even here, I thought you'd be a ghost outside?"
"North's place has enough magic to keep me up, it's hard to explain."
"Okay, so, who's this?"
"It's a he, great stallion. He helps me out with the Headless rider thing. I call him Mint."
"What." Jack gave him a look. "No."
"What?"
"You have this cool looking horse, and you call him Mint? Seriously!?"
"Well yea- Mint! What is your problem!?" Mint was acting rebellious, starting to chase the Nightmares. It took Jack a minute to understand and he started laughing loudly. "Jack? What did you do to Mint?"
"Pitch, Pitch! Oh gods, Pitch!" Jack was laughing too hard and Pitch took a moment before he sent a Nightmare for him to ride. The two older spirits glanced to each other before watching Jack.
"Jack," Pitch started slowly, confused. "What is it?"
"Oh gods, ha! Okay, okay, wait." He let out a peal of laughter before he could stop laughing long enough to speak. "Pitch, Hal's horse over there is a stallion. Said stallion is going after the Nightmares." Pitch raised a brow at Jack and looked at Mint before looking at the herd of Nightmares with him. He finally got it and stared at Mint again. All the while Hal was asking Jack what was happening.
"Hallows, if you have not gotten it yet, stallion." Pitch pointed at Mint with a deadpan look. "Mares." He made a sweeping gesture at all his Nightmares, waiting for Hal to finally understand. When he did he almost fell off his steed, wide eyed.
"What!?"
"Yes. Jack hold on, you're going to fall off like that."
"Okay" Jack had on a goofy grin, watching Mint.
"Ah finally." They looked up when Pitch sighed, it looked like the barriers were coming down to let the others in. Jack knew there was some sort of barrier, he tried to get in before, but he didn't know there were so many. One by one the barriers dissolved and the spirits entered. Mint flew ahead but was going too fast and smashed into one of the barriers before it was gone completely. When the stallion huffed and poked at the ground where it was the others laughed. Finally the spirits were reaching the large doors to North's workshop, and they started to mingle. With a loud grunt six yetis brought the doors open and the yetis greeted them, some bringing the spirits' things away. Hal handed the reins to a yeti and pet Mint before he was led away. Jack hovered and watched when the other spirits noticed Pitch, some backing off scared while others were wary. The moment the yetis saw him they stiffened before Phil stepped came up from inside, speaking in Yettish and he saw the horde of Nightmares. He paused for a moment before waving his arms about, ordering the yetis to greet the other spirits and he motioned at the Nightmares to another Yeti in a How am I supposed to work with this, manner. Pitch got off his Nightmare calmly, petting her while the ones on the outside of the herd neighed, occasionally one of them screeched and Jack would hear the squeak or short scream of one of the smaller spirits, frightened.
"You wouldn't mind if they stayed with me, would you?" Pitch asked, smiling softly, which of course unnerved everyone. He headed inside with the Nightmares before the yetis could say anything. Phil made to stop him before Pitch pet the closest Nightmare and said softly. "Tìhona," He paused before speaking louder, "sutx tutan." He pointed at the closest yeti and many of the spirits were alarmed when the heads of all the Nightmare snapped around to look straight at the yeti. Said yeti whined in fear a little, backing off. The Nightmares followed him with every step he took and he glanced around for help.
"Pitch…" Some of the spirits looked over to see Jack walking over to him, some thinking he was mad to approach the Nightmare King. Jack made to ask calmly before he suddenly stood up straight, crossing him arms and scolding him. "Cut it out already." The spirits gawked at Jack and were stunned even more when Pitch rolled his eyes with a quiet. "Alright, alright." Hal had to stop himself from bursting out laughing, looked like only he knew about the recent friendship.
Pitch glanced back at the frightened yeti and muttered like a scolded child. "They are not going to harm you, just lead them to the stables." The yeti was still nervous but started walking towards the stables, the Nightmares following him. Pitch whistled and three of them broke off from the herd to trot over. Pitch ignored the others and headed inside with Jack and Hal following. It took a while before the others snapped out of it, whispering to each other as they entered.
"Hey, I'll go get something to drink, see you, Jack."
"Alright." Hal flew off and Jack was left with Pitch as they headed through the hallway to a sort of ballroom. Soon he saw the elves running about in between the spirits' feet, occasionally tripping someone. Pitch had headed to a corner when Jack saw Tooth and he flew to meet her. Baby Tooth reached him first, cheeping happily, making him laugh.
"Hi, Jack! How are your teeth?" He knew not to try answering, she was already checking on them and Baby Tooth gave a, Hey, what can you do?, face.
"I'm good thanks for asking." He tilted his head a little, smiling.
"I didn't have to, your dental health is connected to your overall health you know. Healthy teeth and mouth is a healthy you." Tooth pointed out before grabbing his arm and pulling him along. "C'mon, we can go see North and Sandy."
"Where's Bunny?"
"He's still whining about cold feet, he'll be fine, big baby." The two laughed and North went to hug Jack when they found him.
"Jack, how are you?"
"I'm fine, North." Jack got out of the bear hug and dusted himself off.
"Good, we have plans, Tooth?"
"Jack, we were going to announce you being a Guardian today." Tooth hovered nervously, afraid Jack would be against it.
"What? Today? To all of them?" Jack was surprised. Sure he was happy they'd want to announce his new title but he wasn't good with crowds at all.
"It's okay if you don't want to, Jack." Tooth was reassuring, but he could sense a bit of disappointment.
"No,no. It's okay, sure, yeah. We could do that… But don't make me do any talking." Jack answered and Tooth smiled.
"Good, but first, we enjoy party!" North said happily before they heard a very familiar yell.
"What are you doing here!?" The glanced over to see Bunny face to face with Pitch. The older spirit took a sip from his drink calmly, watching the Pooka. Bunny swore he was going to hit him with one of his boomerangs if he kept up that annoyingly calm face.
"Go suck an egg, rabbit." Pitch was gone before Bunny had anytime to react, appearing on the other side of the room with his Nightmares. Before Bunny could even head towards him Sandy went over to calm him down. The other Guardians headed over to greet Pitch, who was watching them warily now.
"Pitch! Glad you came!" North exclaimed, the man was always jolly, much to Pitch's chagrin. It was annoying at times. Tooth had let out a soft, "Hi" and waved at him from behind Jack. As much as Pitch wanted to say it was because she was scared, she was more shy than anything. He sighed a little, "Yes, North. I wish to thank you for inviting me." Pitch was antisocial, anyone could tell you that, but he liked the few events he was welcome to, if not for the party then for the fear he could cause among the spirits.
"No problem, no problem! Ah, Cupid!" North went off to greet the other guests while Tooth hung around with Jack.
"Thanks for inviting me? Really, Pitch?" Jack teased and Pitch swatted at him like a fly, Tooth watching them and smiling when she saw how Pitch was a little more friendly, in a way.
After a while the Guardians mingled with the others, Jack going to meet Hal. Of course this meant no one saw Bunny as he hopped over to Pitch.
"Alright, mate. I hate to say this but I'm sorry alright? North didn't tell me you were coming…" Bunny scratched the back of his head, looking down. Pitch smirked, he could make this work very well in his favour but sighed, for some reason he couldn't bring himself to do it.
"Apology accepted, rabbit. And apologies for the… comment."
"Yea, better than Jack calling me a Kangaroo."
"Accent?"
"Yea."
"And what does he call me, then? Eh?" Bunny laughed a bit when Pitch continued the conversation in his more natural British accent.
"He and that Halloween kid pranked me the other day, something about your accent turning Scottish?" Bunny teased, laughing at the thought.
"That explains it. What did he do to you?"
"No, no. What did he do to you to make you turn Scottish?" Bunny challenged and Pitch stayed quiet before answering. "He made the Nightmares come at me."
Bunny snorted before all out laughing, catching the attention of some other spirits.
"Eh, what's going on over here." The drunk voice of the Leprechaun reached them a he lumbered over.
"Alright, alright, what happened to you then." Pitch shot back, ignoring the drunk man. "And I better get an answer."
"I went after them… theÿ went past the river… They could fly."
"And you couldn't" Pitch smirked before laughing. Apparently the Leprechaun was sober enough to get it and laughed too, along with a few others that had gone closer.
"Hey they made you smash yourself with your Nightmares!" Once the other spirits got wind of this the two were laughed at together, although some other spirits called out how the two teens had pranked them too. At that point they were asked what happened to them.
"Hey, what's up with Pitch?" Hal pointed at the corner of the room and Jack looked over.
"Woah." There was quite a crowd gathered there. Pitch wasn't the main guy, per say, but the spirits over there did talk or look over at him occasionally. The two started flying over. Jack saw the pattern way too late. He thrust his arm in front of Hal to stop him but by then most of the spirits had seen them.
"Jack, what's up?" Hal asked but Jack was about ready to fly straight out of the building.
"Frost, Hallows." Pitched smiled pleasantly, yep, something is up, Hal thought, confused, but what? "Nice of you to join us." Oh. Oh snap. Hal started backing up as well before Jack beat him to it, scrambling in the air before shooting off. The two flew out of the room, straight past North who was startled by the two almost bumping into him. He was going to ask what had happened only to see the crowd at the corner with Pitch smiling like a maniac in the centre.
"I…. I don't want to know." North grumbled before lumbering off to look for Tooth. A while later the spirits heard his booming voice, "Alright everyone! We have dinner, room is over there!" The spirits started heading to the dining room, Bunny heading to the front with the other Guardians as everyone settled down at the three long tables set up. Pitch took to a corner of the table, the three Nightmares with him heading to the corresponding corner, sitting there quietly. The group from earlier had dispersed but there was a worrying number of them crowding around where Jack and Hal sat.
Not a minute later yetis started filing out of where Pitch presumed the kitchen was, all carrying large platters of food. There seemed to be some signal given before the yetis lifted the metal cover simultaneously. Pitch hardly ever ate, that was a luxury he hadn't been able to afford for a long time so he could hardly figure out where to start. The dragon hybrid beside him, Asian most likely, asked if he wanted a piece of meat he had taken. Ah yes, traditions. Pitch nodded and the dragon hybrids around the table started piling food onto his and others' plates. He ate what he could, slowly, gods knew what would happen if he gave his stomach more than it could take. Alcohol was starting to get passed around and Pitch could hardly say no to some good wine. Immortals could get the best wine, seeing as they could stay around long enough to have a taste of wine that was centuries old. Sipping his own glass he had to wait a moment, damn that was a good one. There was chatter around him and he answered the few questions thrown at him. He looked over at his Nightmares, honestly they looked way too bored. He motioned for them to come over and he gave them some of the food, some of the spirits watching curiously as the Nightmares ate the pieces of vegetable he threw at them. Once he noticed the small audience he smirked, grabbing a small chunk of beef and throwing it at the lead Nightmare. The other spirits had been confused when he grabbed the piece of meat and watched as it was thrown. Only to jerk back, seeing the Nightmare grow long fangs that would never fit in its mouth, the maw snapping shut. Some of the younger spirits slid off their chairs and headed to see the Nightmares. Among all the spirits' pets or minions, the Nightmares were the newest and most wanted to learn about them. Pitch decided he'd put off his attitude long enough and snapped at one of the young spirits when it tried to pet the lead Nightmare. Once the three detected his change of mood they growled in a weird way. This made the curious spirits back off, scared. Pitch sighed, the Nightmares relaxing with the small snack. There was many forms of fear, but fear of yourself was the best.
Jack shot out of the room with Hal once they noticed dinner was over, going to the globe room while the others headed back to the ballroom. There was music playing and some of the spirits got to dancing, some with their dates. Pitch scoffed as Cupid flitted about. As he watched he noticed the pattern of Cupid chatting to random spirits, flying alongside them. They subconsciously followed him step by step before he broke of the conversation, going off to another spirit to talk. Leaving them within a foot of a 'match'. Suddenly the little cherub headed straight to him. "No." He stopped the young boy before he said anything. "I am not going to follow you around."
The boy gaped at him a little before laughing. "No, no, Pitch. I couldn't find a match for you even if I tried."
"I'll take that as a compliment."
"But, the little summer spirit, Saran, well one of her little friends have a crush on her."
"Really?" Pitch's voice was just full of mock curiosity, he was contemplating if he should let one of the Nightmares try to pull one of his wings off while he watched. Of course he'd have to get rid of the arrows first.
"And I was thinking if you could, you know, scare her a little. I'll make sure the closest person is little Ignis over there." Cupid winked and Pitch shuddered.
"First of all, why should I, second of all, tell me why I shouldn't make little Ignis over there have Nightmares of rejection for all eternity?" Pitch drawled, petting the Nightmare that had gone up to stand beside him. It snorted and glared menacingly as Cupid backed off.
"Come now, Black, it's just a little favour." Was he trying to use puppy eyes? With Jack's presence he was immune to anyone using it but him. Gods what was that supposed to mean.
"No." The young boy finally got the hint and left him alone, muttering something. He swore he heard 'forever alone' at one point but shrugged it off. Speaking of Jack, looks like him and Hal had gotten back, and North was leading him to the front of the room. Pitch watched curiously as North got everyone's attention.
"As off this year, Jack is Guardian! Chosen by Manny many months ago!" Oh, that. Pitch would normally be mad or irked by the thought of his defeat but at that point he'd given up on it. Let the boy have his moment. Once North's announcement ended, gods who knew the man could give a speech like that, Pitch heard someone chant Jack's name and found Hal to be the source. Some other spirits, some he'd never seen before, joined in and the other spirits were eventually influenced to do the same. Pitch stayed silent of course, but he watched Jack silently, gods the boy was turning cyan with how much he was blushing. That was until he heard someone muttering digruntedly. He turned his head to see the same summer spirit, shooting glares at Jack while one of the fire spirits that hung around with her listened.
Jack finally escaped the spotlight and the party continued, Tooth cooing at how shy he was and cute he acted while Baby Tooth practically screamed, Seriously!? At them both. After the other Guardians and Hal poked fun at him he searched the crowd. He was fairly certain Pitch would have left by now, he didn't see him at dinner but surprisingly found the man in the corner, glowering at someone. Sheesh, who pissed him off today? Before he could find the receiver of the mother of all glares, one of the spirits he downright loathed came up to him.
"Guardian, huh, Frostbite?" There was Saran, acting all high and mighty as her little butler of a fire spirit stayed by her side.
He decided to play it off, leaning on his staff. "Yea, cool right?" Oh how he loved annoying her with the worst jokes he could come up with. The young blonde snorted.
"Shut up you little troll. You know you're practically useless, kids didn't even know you existed until the little fiasco during Easter. Mother didn't create you, winter was doing fine on its own without you making random blizzards. You weren't even supposed to be in charge of winter. And now you're hanging out with these losers and that creep. Couldn't do better, could you?" Jack was about to growl, she'd been jabbing at his chest and pushing him up against the wall. Until a black maw came and snapped at her hair, effectively tugging her up as it pretty much swallowed the hair. She screamed loudly, swatting in vain of trying to hit whatever was trying to eat her. Most of the spirits were startled and watched as Pitch walked through the crowd calmly, grabbing Jack's shoulder and leading him towards the more secluded balcony. They almost made it to the doors before Ignis flew up in front of them, positively fuming.
"Let her go, right now! Control your stupid horses!" The flame spirit yelled and Pitch disregarded him, shoving Jack outside onto the balcony before facing him.
"Oh I'm sorry, they wanted to see if they could eat utter nonsense. Thought they'd make themselves more… lethal." He looked past the boy at the scene. Some of the spirits wanted to help Saran but were stopped by the other two Nightmares. "Tìhona" He cooed, "tungzup sngel" The Nightmare dropped the blonde and trotted over with its companions, turning into a semi solid state as it swirled around Pitch. "Now, leave us alone." He walked out to the balcony, leaving the boy gaping with the Nightmares as guards. His breath turned to fog in front of him, it was colder outside, obviously, but there was a sort of forcefield that kept it warm enough.
"What was that about? And why am I locked outside?" Jack complained, he was grateful for Pitch's help but still. It made him look like a little kid to be taken care of.
"That was my Nightmares choosing a target to follow for eternity." Pitch answered, bored, like he was talking about a pest in his lair.
"… Okay fine. Hey I thought you'd be gone by now."
"You wound me, Frost. I didn't know you wanted me gone. I suppose I'll slink off back to the shadows." Pitch gave a fake pout, already halfway into the shadow realm.
"With your tail between your legs?"
"Hey!" Jack laughed, he felt a load better now. The two were silent for a while before Jack said quietly. "Thanks, Pitch."
When Pitch gave no sign of him hearing him he leaned over and jerked back. Pitch's pupil was practically gone and Jack got the goosebumps. "Pitch?" He said softly, freaked. Finally Pitch's pupil went back to normal and he shot Jack an annoyed look.
"What."
"Er… what happened to you?"
"Enjoying the music inside. I was thinking if it was worth dealing with a room of imbeciles for the sake of good music but I found a loophole."
"How…"
"How many Nightmares, Jack?" It took a moment before Jack realized he couldn't see the third Nightmare anywhere before it formed between the other two at the door to the balcony, still blocking the way out.
"Oh… okay… Aw come on Pitch, not again." Pitch was 'gone' again, Gods that just plain looked creepy! Then he noticed Pitch smirking a little and the Boogeyman turned his head to face Jack, pupils still little pinpricks of black in the silver-gold. His smirk was only visible on the left side of his face, how he managed that was a mystery.
"That insufferable summer spirit is watching us." Pitch said softly through the side of his mouth.
"And?" Jack raised a brow, honestly confused.
"You must've watched plenty of movies by now, what happens on the balcony when people are alone?" Jack gagged.
"Ew!"
"Enough of that, Jack, don't change your expression. Calm yourself."
"What are you trying to say with that!?"
" It's been centuries since I had a chance like this. Oh look, the Leprechaun is joining in."
"Pitch… I'm all for a good joke but I am not sacrificing that much."
The Nightmare king scoffed, "No need to. Let's play a game." Okay now he was all out smirking.
"Pitch…" Jack could sense Pitch wanted to go for this but honestly how far was he going to go? "What do you mean?"
"A simple game. A head-butting one." Jack was confused and a little alarmed. "Close your eyes Jack, let's make this realistic, eh?"
"Aw heck no. No. No." Pitch's whole blind eye thing was freaking him out when he leaned a little closer.
"Fine, I'll explain the rules. That way you'll understand I'm not ready to sacrifice my reputation either." Pitch was pouting, Gods, the others are going to kill me. I'm hanging around with the Boogeyman enough to influence him. "This simple little head-butt game, well. You have to close your eyes and lean in, but you can not back up. If your forehead hits mine on your move, it becomes my turn."
"And…."
"And I get to headbutt you as hard as I wish. Up to it?" His pupils were back but at this point he didn't know if it was better with him watching him with that insufferable smirk.
But when did Jack Frost turn down a chance to do something to Pitch? "Alright, challenge accepted." He screwed his eyes shut and heard Pitch scoff. "You look like someone's going to stab you, relax, sheesh." He heard a bit of shuffling before Pitch told him it was his turn.
Jack leaned in a small bit, with the usual nervousness of someone playing a new game. "Heh, their eyes are the size of saucers. No, don't laugh. Really, Jack, you must learn how to control yourself better." He rolled his eyes at that and after some shuffling it was his turn again.
Jack moved in as much as he could, estimating with how close they were initially and the sound Pitch moving. Then he bumped into Pitch and almost jerked back, held in place by something. He squeaked and was going to punch Pitch for his chuckle.
"Check. Mate." Jack scrunched up his face in a wince when he felt Pitch move away only to head-butt him. Hard. Jack let out a yell and grabbed his forehead, falling off the railing onto the balcony while Pitch roared with laughter. He groaned and rolled around a bit, holding his head.
"Damnit, Pitch! That hurt!"
"Do try to understand the game better. Oh, Rabbit incoming." Jack scrambled up, letting go of his head and glaring at Pitch before looking over to Bunny when he burst out the doors. He let his playful grin back on his face, leaning on the railing.
"Sup, Bunny." Pitch was proud of the boy finally being able to act, of course he wouldn't say it.
"Alright, what was going on here?" Bunny pointed at Jack before moving to glare at Pitch.
"Nothing, Rabbit. Now, I think we've gotten enough air. Jack, would you care to join me inside?" Pitch shoved past Bunny and motioned for Jack to go first. The winter spirit could barely hold in his laughter and floated in calmly, the Nightmares guarding him as he went past Saran and the others' bewildered faces. He stayed over in a corner and waited a while before Pitch came sauntering over.
"Well done, Frost." Pitch said softly, hiding his face behind his glass of wine.
"Not bad yourself."
"Please Jack, I'm a professional." Jack snorted.
"Yea right." Jack was grateful for the Nightmares trotting around them, blocking the other spirits' view of him for the most part. "We are never going to hear the end of this."
"But the truth will be our little secret." Pitch smirked before snapping up, his head jerking to look to the hallway, the Nightmares doing the same at the same time.
"Pitch, what's up?" The Boogeyman ignored him and started walking towards the hallway, almost possessed, with his Nightmares. That was until Saran and Ignis came up to him, arms crossed.
"Pitch," she said simply, although anyone could tell she was fuming from earlier. She sneered down at him as she floated just above him. "Sucking up to that clown now, eh? What, all those kids scared of dying during winter getting to you?" She leaned down and prodded at his chest. "Or is it because he went down that pit of a lair to drag what was left to you up here?"
Pitch's eyes refocused after a while and stared at the young spirit. She smirked, thinking he was speechless from the insult until he walked right past her.
"H-hey! Get back here!" When he ignored her further she yelled. "Come back here you worthless shade!" She went up to him when he stopped. "Yea, the world would be better off without you, you know. All of us know you were just some sort of mistake. Nightmare King, as if. You're just with Jack because no one believes in you two sad excuses of a spirit."
Pitch turned to regard her with a brow raised. She smirked and stood back up straight, letting out a snarky laugh. Jack knew that she was holding her bleeding mouth the next second. It took everyone a minute to realize what had happened, shuffling through the mental image of what had happened in slow-motion. In a swift move, Pitch had grabbed her collar and pulled her in for a punch in the face. She was sitting on the ground now, staring at the blood on her hand, shaking. Everyone looked up to see Pitch already gone with his Nightmares.
The silence was broken after a long while, Ignis scrambling to get some tissue for her and helping her out of the ballroom. Noone dared to go after the Boogeyman either but they still remembered the blood on his fist as he'd left the room. It was a little more awkward after that but after a while the party was back. Jack saw some spirits heading over to North, giving their own versions of a wishlist. Noone was really watching him now so he decided to go after Pitch, he did defend him. Sort of.
After flying about the hallways he asked a yeti if they'd seen Pitch and found he was at the stables. There he was met with a swarm of Nightmares just swirling around Pitch as he moved about. The yetis and other spiritual animals whined, some playing aggressive but not quite knowing what to do without their companions. Surprisingly a yeti, was that the one from earlier?, was standing calmly with Pitch.
"Now keep your hand there." Pitch left the yeti's hand hanging in the air before outright singing, "Tìhona" One of the Nightmares got closer to the two, pawing at the ground. " 'Eylanay" The Nightmare narrowed its eyes at the yeti, analyzing him before snorting and padding up to him, settling its muzzle in its outstretched hand. "Sìltsan, sìltsan" Pitch cooed at the Nightmare before it backed off again. The yeti nodded in thanks, honestly happy about the experience, before walking off. Phil was standing by and walked away with the other yeti.
"Woah, can you get the Nightmares to like me too?" Pitch glanced at Jack.
"No."
"Aw come on!"
"No."
"Please?"
"No."
"Please?" The two continued for quite a while before there was the loud sound of metal clanging far away.
"Ah, looks like the party's over…" Pitch muttered but pushed away the Nightmares when they packed together even more tightly around him. "No. No. Jack!"
"What did I do!?"
"What do you thi- No. Stop. All of you. No." The Nightmares finally relented, snorting and shaking their heads simultaneously in annoyance. The Boogeyman relented. " Kä pawm, pawm." He grunted and the Nightmares seemed to be happier.
"What do they want this time?" Jack asked, curious. He was starting to like the Nightmares a little.
"They wish to race. They know I am not one to ask…" Pitch threw his hands up when the Nightmares grunted at him, daring him to go back on his promise.
"I can do it, it'll be awesome!" Jack leaned in. "But who do they wanna race?" The Nightmares exploded in sound, stamping their feet. When the sound finally died down Pitch sighed. He looked at Jack, exasperated. "Everyone."
Jack's eyes widened. That. Would. Be. AWESOME. Before Pitch could say anything he shot off, looking for North. By the time Pitch got to the ballroom the other spirits stared at him.
"What took you so long, Pitch? We were going to get our little friends!" The Leprechaun yelled from the side and Hal flew up to him.
"Yea, I'm going to get Mint." Apparently North had announced the idea of a race, all around the mountain range and almost all the spirits had agreed. The contestants were directed out of a hole in the roof of the glass dome, after one of the glass panels were removed. The stopped at a sort of runway closeby, of course there were only so many spirits that could fit there so most floated closeby. North had his reindeer and sled brought out while Jack watched excitedly, flying about with Tooth flitting about with him.
"Alright, everyone! Race will begin soon! But, rules!" North bellowed and the younger, more childish spirits groaned. "Spirits that can fly, no shortcuts! Follow the path! We want to be fair to non-fliers, yes?" The spirits yelled back in confirmation and North continued listing the rules, mostly no smashing into anyone. Blocking them, however was fine. Of course some complained about how the spirits with a bigger 'swarm'could block others easily but it was more of a 'too bad for you' thing in the end.
"Ready?" North yelled. Jack could see everyone gripping the reins tightly, or stretch their wings a last time. "Set!" He gripped his own staff tightly, staring ahead. Sandy had a tightly-packed ball of dreamsand, ready to throw in the air as the signal. Sandy watched them all carefully before the ' bomb' was thrown into the air, exploding like a firework.
A/N: So! I ended that there. Now time to retype everything :/ *pushes you towards 13bluebananas' drabble fic* Now go get distracte- I mean check out that drabble series and her Christmas special -since I couldn't give you guys that- it's good. Now, go.
As usual, prompts are welcome cos srsly my ideas WILL run out sooner or later. And I gotta play with my cousins, not ignore my entire family like a jerk. I am so going to feed. And they're both in Gold!
Rubix and rabbits, out!
Original : Translation
"Tìhona," He paused before speaking louder, "sutx tutan." : "Darling," He paused before speaking louder, "follow him."
"Tìhona" He cooed, "tungzup sngel" The Nightmare dropped the blonde and trotted over with its companions, turning into a semi solid state as it swirled around Pitch. : "Darling" He cooed, "drop the garbage" The Nightmare dropped the blonde and trotted over with its companions, turning into a semi solid state as it swirled around Pitch.
Pitch left the yeti's hand hanging in the air before outright singing, "Tìhona" One of the Nightmares got closer to the two, pawing at the ground. " 'Eylanay" : Pitch left the yeti's hand hanging in the air before outright singing, "Darling" One of the Nightmares got closer to the two, pawing at the ground. " Ally."
"Sìltsan, sìltsan" Pitch cooed at the Nightmare before it backed off again. : "Good, good" Pitch cooed at the Nightmare before it backed off again.