"Hello!" Tooth darted in front of Mrs. Bennett, surprising her. "Can I see your teeth? Have you been brushing enough? I don't see adult teeth very often, are they as cute as kids' teeth? Ooh, they are!"

"Uh- Um..." Mrs. Bennett leaned back, trying unsuccessfully to get away from the Tooth Fairy.

Jack saved her from further discomfort, dragging Tooth away. "Tooth, personal space! You can look at her teeth later..! Tooth! Here, here. Look at MY teeth, instead!" He gave her a toothy smile and several mini-fairies swooned.

Mrs. Bennett gave her a cautious glance, before turning to Bunnymund. "So, you're the Easter Bunny?"

"That's right, Sheila! Name's Bunnymund." He glanced down at Sophie, sleeping in his arms. "You've got a wonderful ankle-biter here, y'know that? She's a great artist, helps me paint my googies every year."

"What? My daughter helps... Every year?" He nodded, chuckling.

"Every year for the past four years. I come ta' collect 'er an' off we go to the Warren. She helps me paint eggs, tires 'erself out, an' I carry her 'ome."

"I see... Next year, I'm coming to watch, if I may." Mrs. Bennett wondered how she hadn't noticed her daughter was missing the day before Easter every year.

"Sure, more help, the better. Maybe you could come ta North's After-Christmas Party this year? I think Jack'd like that." He looked over at the teen, watching him tell Jamie a story.

"North?"

"I think I'd better introduce everyone properly. You know us by our titles, Sheila, not our names. That big bloke over there's North St. Nicholas, I'm E. Aster Bunnymund, there's Toothania over there, that's Sanderson Mansnoozie, and your ancestor's called Jackson Eduard Overland Frost, though ya already knew tha'." Everyone looked up at the sound of their names and came over to stand near the Pooka.

"Together, we are Guardians of Childhood." North said, stepping forward.

"Guardians?"

"Yeah," Jack said, balancing on top of his staff. "I'm the Guardian of Fun, Sandy's the Guardian of Dreams, Tooth's the Guardian of Memories, North's is Guardian of Wonder, and Kangaroo over there's the Guardian of Hope." He suddenly found himself knocked off his perch.

Bunny rolled his eyes, retrieving his boomerang. "Frostbite, I'm a bunny, mate. A bunny. Not a bloody kangaroo!"

"You deserved it. How did you know my full name, anyway?" Jack asked.

North answered for him. "Man in Moon told us. And you showed us your memories."

Jack scowled slightly, ignoring the fact that he had indeed shown them his memories. "I still haven't forgiven him, you know. He left me alone for three hundred years when he could have just told me who I was!"

"We know, Frostbite. I think you've mentioned it before." Bunny growled.

"The Man in the Moon? He's real too?" Mrs. Bennett asked.

"Of course! MiM chose us to protect the children." Tooth explained.

"Jack showed us his memories. Were yours like that, too?" Mrs. Bennett didn't want to pry, but she was curious as to how these people had become such legendary immortals.

North shifted uncomfortably. "Our memories are not meant to be told. It is truly special that Jack has chosen to share his with you. But... His are different. None of us died when we were chosen." Mrs. Bennett nodded.

"I understand. If you don't want to tell me about it, you don't have to."

"Jamie told me you guys have an attic with a bunch of old stuff in it." Mary said, bounding over. "Can Jack and I please look around for stuff we recognize, ma'am?" Jack's eyes lit up and Mrs. Bennett nodded.

"Sure you can. And I told you, you don't need to call me ma'am! It makes me feel old!"

"Come on, Mary! Lets go memory-hunting!" Jack exclaimed, marching out of the room with his sister in tow, but not before throwing a cheeky 'Thanks, ma'am!' in Mrs. Bennett's direction. Jamie scrambled up and ran after them.

"I wanna come too!"

Jack stopped to let him catch up.

It would have taken them longer to find their destination if Jamie hadn't been there, but they found it. The Bennett's attic was filled with boxes of various things. While Jamie and Mary searched the boxes at the front, Jack floated over to a large stack of extra dusty boxes in the far corner that looked promising.

He opened the first of these boxes.