A/N

Hi everyone! I'm really pleased with the amount of views I'm receiving, it makes me feel absolutely amazing!
I know all the Jackil fans are a bit upset with my direction but I have good news for you! I am in the middle of writing a story board for another story, focusing on Jack and another OC character. I know you want an alternate reality story for Jackil but I had a brain blast and feel this would be more interesting and this OC character would be more fitting for our beloved Jack Frost!

SoniKZooM - You ain't seen nothin' yet =) The things I have planned will send you into feels overload
bbymojo - Thank you! I agree, many OC/Main character stories are poorly written especially for RotG, I have found a few cool ones but they seem overly rushed and have the same plots, I wanted to share a different story. I will write a Jack/OC (Maybe even two ;)) but right now I'm focusing on Eternal Spring.
Bunnymund's Girl - You review every single chapter and I love it! Sometimes when I doubt this story, I read your reviews and smile. I believe that if you can entertain or make at least one person smile, then you have done something right.
mimi12349876 - Cheers mate, you Aussie to? I hate how our accent is grossly over used in some writings, I was originally scared about not having enough Aussie slang in my writing so I looked up a few websites and started laughing. I never realised how much Aussie slang I used every single day! Ha-Haa!

Enjoy my lovely Ankle-Biters
~CandiLand95

April and Bunnymund spent the next two days painting and telling each other stories of their lives before becoming immortals. They snapped right back into routine but something was different... the air was clear, and Bunny seemed less tense from hiding such a big secret. But April could tell there was something he was holding back, he got nervous and clumsy whenever she was close to him. Occasionally, she would catch him off guard and he would stammer illogical sentences mixed with Aussie slang. April found this adorable and often teased him about it. He told her to bugger off and sometimes chased her but it was all good natured.

She didn't know why she could get away with so many things... and it was picking at her. That one question grew into more questions... Why did he follow her for three hundred years? Why did he hide it from her? Yeah sure it's weird coming out and saying 'Hey I've been stalking you for three hundred years' but why did he feel she couldn't handle it? 'How the hell am I dealing with it?' April thought to herself as she laid on a rolling hill of grass, stroking the shell of an egg they painted this morning.

'Maybe because you have feelings for him?' Said sly voice inside her head.

She mentally shook her hed. 'No! he's a Pooka, I'm a human... He wont ever think of me like that...'

Aster was sitting beside her, painting another egg, trying to concentrate fully on his duty but the beautiful Spirit laying next to him caused a distraction. He didn't notice the war within her mind about him, he had his own about her to deal with. Bunny had been completely honest with her but he still hadn't told her his feelings for her. He knew he had to tell her sooner or later but he was still afraid... he could sense she was connected to Jack. 'He's human and he hasn't lied to her, that'll be a bloody a tick in the plus column for Frostbite...' He thought bitterly. 'But I have to tell her.'

'Maybe if I was a Pooka like him...'

'Maybe if I was a human like her...'

'Then he maybe he'll fall for me!'

'I might have a fighting chance against Frost!' Reality sunk in both of them.

"s'not Possible..." He accidently murmured out loud, slumping back onto the grass.

"W-what was that A-aster?" She stuttered inquisitively. He had shocked her when he had said her thoughts. Had he heard her? April bloody hoped not!

Bunny tried to think of an excuse but it was no use... he had to tell her, even if it meant loosing her forever. No more running away, no more lying... just the truth. He sat up and gently took her small hands into his large paws. They looked so different but her hands fitted perfectly into his paws. All April could think of was how soft the fur on his paws were, even the pads were soft! It felt a bit like cat paws only better.

"April, I have to tell you somethin'..." He began, feeling frightened.

"Yes?" She said as he hesitated.

He gulped and closed his eyes. "April I-" He froze mid-sentence. The feeling in the air changed and both of them could sense it. Bunnymund's ears perked up and moved around but there was no sound to pick up. Realising what was going on, he swung April onto his back and she gripped onto him tightly without pulling any of his fur out. "Trouble at the Pole" He quickly explained as he bounded back to his house at full speed.

He raced inside and let April off his back so he could look for something in the guest room. The door to his own room was ajar. April had never seen his room before, she had only caught glimpses whenever Bunnymund was getting up.

Curiosity getting the better of her, she edged over to the door and quickly slipped in. It seemed normal, the same as her room only the furniture was a dark rich brown and everything else was either a green or an lovely shade of aqua. His art supplies laid hazardly about and paintings stacked on a small vanity desk in the corner. April crept over to the desk and shuffled through the paintings not really knowing what she was looking for. Something green caught her eye.

April lifted up a painting and gasped. The painting was of her running through the Warren with the background around her slightly blurred. The April in the painting seemed to glow and Bunny had captured every single detail of the Spirit of Spring. Her eyes were wide and lit with a flame, her mouth opened in a laugh, her clothing was whipping around her to show her elegance and strong form as she ran. April touched the delicate brush strokes in awe. 'Is this how he sees me?' She wondered. She had never pictured herself like this and never thought anyone else would dream of her to look that way.

"April?" Called out Bunny from the hallway. Quickly she put the painting down and moved away from the desk that looked as if no one had touched it. Bunnymund walked in and froze, eyes glancing at the paintings.

April couldn't help but smile, he looked like an adorable frightened little bunny. 'Why are rabbits always so nervous?' she asked herself. "I'm sorry, the door was open and I guess the curiosity got the better of me." She giggled.

Bunny's body relaxed a bit and he handed her a sheep skin jacket and cream colour ugg boots. "Here, Don't want cha ta freeze on me." He joked. April smirked and pulled on the warm jacket, giving up on the zipper and leaving it to hang open. She then grimaced at the ugg boots as she yanked them on. She had been barefooted for 300 years, there was no way she was going to get use to this. "C'mon jillaroo, I'll try to get as close as possible to the door n save ya from the cold as much as possible." He said as he helped her with her zipper. "There ya go, all rugged up n ready to go."

April smirked as he helped her onto his back, the thoughts of the painting adding more questions in her head. 'Maybe he doesn't mind me as a human after all...'

Once she had her legs wrapped comfortably around his waist and her arms around his fluffy neck, he opened up his tunnels and hoped down, not noticing in the shadows, a pair of yellow eyes watching them as they left.

"Soon... I will have you." Pitch hissed as he melted into the darkness.