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The Warning Ch 11:
Jack was scared, no, he was terrified. He would rather take any other fate than this, this was just cruel, it was torture, and it was making someone do something against their own will. He was backed up against the headboard, an unforgiving wall that would not dissolve, would not go away, no matter how he wished it would. He couldn't move, it hurt too much to even think about moving. His hands were tied, this was abuse, child abuse, and of that much he was certain. But he was trapped, tied to the bed, driven up the mattress and had no escape.
At least…his imagination led him to believe that.
"Jack, for the last time, open your bloody mouth and eat the damn soup!" The enemy boomed, in reality, a frustrated old Pooka.
"No!" Jack shouted once more, cowering back against the headboard and mound of pillows, his face scrunching up, determined. His head turned away from the spoon he knew was in front of his face.
Bunnymund huffed out a frustrated sigh, putting the spoon back into the bowl of soup, which had long turned cold by now. He closed his eyes for a moment, taking a few deep, calming breaths before talking again, trying to reason with the child. His voice was void of anger; he calmly addressed the boy, trying once again to help him. Couldn't he see he was trying to help him? No, Jack couldn't see anything.
"Frostbite…Jack," he started softly, letting out another sigh. "You have got to eat, mate."
Bunnymund watched Jack, whose expression softened slightly, but the boy still trembled. Jack had been trembling ever since his world had turned black, and it worried Bunnymund. It hadn't even ceased when he had explained to Jack that his concussion had caused his blindness, that it was only temporary, but the boy still shivered and jumped at every little noise, and his pale hands had never let loose of their tight hold of the sheets. It was as almost if Jack believed that he would float away into the void of darkness if he dare let them go, or loosen his hold.
"Please, Jack."
Jack sighed through his nose, the look of defeat bleeding through his stern expression. Bunnymund took this as a sign to scoot closer, get a spoonful ready.
"But its carrots…I hate carrots." The boy complained weakly.
"I know, I know," Bunnymund said, his voice encouraging. This was the most success he'd achieved for an hour. "But carrots are good for yer eyes! I honestly think it will speed up your eyes' healin'! Always makes me feel better when I'm down, it's my own secret recipe too mate."
Jack's expression deadpanned. "One more reason why not to eat it."
"Aw c'mon, you've got to eat something, and this will surely do the trick for yer eyes! C'mon frostbite, please."
Bunnymund watched eagerly as Jack slowly, very slowly, reshifted on the bed and blindly turned toward Bunny's voice. Jack did want to help his eyes; he did want his sight back, desperately. So he guessed he could go through a little torture to get it back.
"Al-alright…but just a little." He squeaked and Bunny had to strain his ears to hear him.
Bunny held the spoon up. "Open." He commanded softly and Jack did, timidly, but he did it. Bunnymund gently and slowly fed the boy the spoonful and waited patiently as Jack grimaced and swallowed. "Good boy." He praised gently as he raised another spoonful of his secret recipe of Pooka carrot soup.
Bunnymund had managed to get half a bowl of soup into Jack , slowly, before Jack's posture started to droop and Bunny placed the bowl aside, deciding he would rather only get a little in the boy than too much and have vomit to clean up.
"That's good 'nough fer now, Frostbite, lie down." He soothed and helped the boy lie back; being as gentle as possible even though Jack hissed and gasped at the movements. Jack's breaths evened out as Bunny pulled the blankets up around the frail little body.
"Get some rest." He commanded in a whisper as he brushed back the boy's silvery bangs, feeling for any sign of fever at the same time. The Pooka turned to leave but stopped when a small, breathy whine came from Jack and a pale hand weakly grasped Bunny's paw.
"Bunny," the boy whispered, exhaustion quickly taking over. The boy only had spurts of energy; his body was still weak and healing. And fighting Bunny about taking the soup had drained him. Bunny lifted his ears in attention, silently asking the boy what he needed as he leaned on the bed.
Jack lifted a shaking hand to feel for Bunny's face and Bunny lifted his paw and grasped Jack's hand gently and guided it to his face. His nose twitched when Jack's fingers brushed over the long whiskers and it made the boy huff out a giggle that sounded more like a weak, soundless cough. Bunny would've done anything to keep that smile on the boy's face. He was a guardian after all, and Jack was a child, their child…his child. Or little brother, he could live with either one.
"Thank you." The boy managed to whimper out and bunny unconsciously nuzzled his muzzle into the boy's palm.
"You're welcome, frostbite." The name had been said with affection, not as a tease.
Tooth hadn't even stopped by her palace, but headed straight for the Pole, knowing, or rather hoping that Jack would still be there, fighting with bunny, or even causing trouble would be perfectly fine with her. Just as long as he was still there when she arrived, just so long as she could get a chance to warn the guardians, warn Jack that Pitch had a plan up his sleeve and that her motherly instincts were screaming one thing over and over.
Protect the boy!
She prayed to the Man in the Moon that her wings could carry her faster than Pitch's shadows could slither.
Bunny made his way out of Jack's room quietly, the small tray with the soup bowl in paw and slipped the door closed. He then proceeded down the hallway and after passing the tray off to a yeti, made his way through the yetis and over elves to North's office. He knocked slightly before pushing the heavy door open and entering.
"Ah! Bunny! Thank you for knocking, I should have you talk to Phil, maybe "knock" some sense into him eh?" The large made gave a hearty chuckle at his own joke while Bunny narrowed his eyes in confusion before North changed the subject. "How ees Jack?"
"Uh good, little ankle bita's asleep. Finally got some grub inta' em."
"Ah, ees good, he's be stronger now."
"Yeah, I hope so mate."
When the sun had touched the distant mountains, Bunny returned to Jack's room to rewrap the boy's ribs. Jack's energy had come back somewhat and he was currently complaining as Bunny's finely tuned ears blocked most of the complaint.
"Honestly, Kangaroo, I'll go crazy long before that god awful recipe of yours ever kicks in."
"You keep up your chattin' and I'll beat ya to it, and don't call me Kangaroo!" Bunnymund replied as he jerked the white cloth just a bit tighter around Jack's bruised ribs causing the boy to gasp.
"Ok, ok, sorry." Jack wheezed, a tight grimace on his face causing Bunny to loosen the cloth just a little, feeling a bit guilty for causing him pain.
"You'll suffocate me before I can talk your ears off, which would by the way, take a lot of talking, I mean, have you seen how big your ears are? They would make Dumbo jealous."
"Who?"
"Nevermind."
"I think by now everyone has guessed that one day we'll be the end of each other."
"No, I'm gonna go crazy first, remember?"
"Well your almost there, Frostbite."
"Yeah, just wait; pretty soon I'll be hearing voices."
Suddenly a vibrating that had been echoing up the halls outside emerged I a bang as the door slammed open with enough force to crack the wall and a blur of color flew in with a shout.
"JACK!"
Bunny had turned wide eyed to stare dumbly at Tooth, as she panted in the doorway, both arms shooting out to support herself on the door frame, giving her wings a rest.
The look of Horror that exploded on Jack's face was almost comical. "OH GOD! I'm going Bunny! Say goodbye to Jaime for me…"Jack said as he had latched on to Bunny's arm with a death grip before collapsing rather dramatically back onto the pillows.
"Tooth?" Bunny asked, surprised and slowly feeling his chest bubble with relief.
"Yes, Bunny, I'm really going…don't cry, we'll meet again one day, I'm sure of it. And I'm sorry for filling your north eastern tunnels with snow-" But Jack was cut off by Bunnymund.
"No, ya gumby, it is Tooth! She's really here!" Bunny explained as he tried to wrench Jacks hold on him, a smile spreading across his furry features. Then it suddenly dropped, as he turned to glare at Jack. "What was that about my tunnels, Frost?"
The news of Tooth's return had finally sunk in and Jack quickly answered, "Nothing!" Then a smile brightened his youthful face, "Tooth? That really you?" he asked as he reached out into the air timidly to try and feel her feathers on his finger tips, to have some prove that he really wasn't losing his mind.
"Are you alright, Tooth?" Bunny asked, placing a comforting paw in her shoulder and she nodded. Tooth had watched the whole exchange silently, trying to put together the pieces. The look from Bunny explained to her the situation. Jack was blind.
The fact that Jack had happily reached out into the air, searching for her, brought tears to her eyes. She gently took his cold hand in hers and brought it up to her lips, kissing it affectionately and nuzzling his hand. She restrained her voice from cracking as she spoke, and blinked rapidly, willing the tears to not fall.
"Yes Jack, I'm here now."
But not even her blinking could stop the tears from falling when Jack smiled.
"But how did you escape tooth?" north asked curiously late that night, stroking his beard. Tooth only shook her head, swallowing up some hot tea that North had given her, snuggling into the blanket that Bunny draped over her shoulders as she sat in front of a roaring fireplace.
"I didn't, Pitch let me go." Bunny and North shared a confused glance at each other, both silently questioning it. Jack stood perched in a slumped position in the shadows at the top of a shadowed stairway, his face pressed against the poles holding up the banister and going on completely unnoticed. A look of pure confusion going across his own face as he listened in on the meeting. The glows from the fire danced upon his cold features. Jack wasn't dumb, he knew they would talk about Tooth's odd escape in private, but he wanted to listen. He convinced Baby Tooth to help him, and he slowly made his way out of bed and hobbled down the dark corridors to the edge of the large stairway. He had splayed his hands against the walls as guidance along with Baby Tooth's soft chirps, slowly shuffling through the darkness.
"He said…that Jack was a child, that I should fly home, and enjoy Jack while I can…what do you think he's planning?" Tooth looked up at the other two guardians, hopefully, searching their faces for answers. There was a long pause before North spoke, his voice weighed down with sorrow.
"I don't know, Tooth. But we should take extra precautions to protect Jack."
Jack thought for a moment, Baby tooth glancing nervously at him from her place on his shoulder. Jack didn't know what Pitch wanted with him, but he seemed to get the idea that Pitch had attacked him to get to the guardians, and then attacked Tooth to get to him. What happens when a hungry bear crosses your path and you've got food? You give him what he wants. Jack's lips flattened into a thin, determined line, and he slowly made his way back down the dark hallway, silent as a shadow. He had made his decision and he would protect his family, He didn't know where Pitch would strike next, North, maybe Tooth again, perhaps even Bunny, but he knew he could prevent any more pain for his friends, his family. He would give Pitch what he wanted, then no one would get hurt anymore.
But first, he needed to find his staff.
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