Name Tags

Tooth had just finished wrapping the Christmas presents that she was planning to give to the Guardians the following day. They always opened one present before Christmas and tomorrow was their day to do so since North was very busy and had a lot of work to do. She was still working of course; just because it was the Christmas season didn't mean that kids didn't stop losing teeth. Her little tooth fairies were constantly waiting for instructions, but she could multitask and she gave them their instructions as she wrapped the presents.

And now, she was finished with the wrapping. All that was left was to put the name tags and the little bows on them and that was it. With her supplies in her tiny hands, she turned back to the wrapped presents, a big smile on her face, and stared at them. Her smile wavered and worry began to boil up inside her. Baby Tooth perched on her shoulder and squeaked softly, wondering what was wrong.

"I…I…" Baby Tooth's eyes widened in concern as Tooth continued. "I don't know which presents are which!"

Baby Tooth looked up at Tooth before flying to the presents. She hadn't been paying attention to what Tooth had been wrapping, but she tried to find something, anything, that would give away which present belonged to which Guardian. Unfortunately, her plan didn't work out as well as she had hoped. So, she sat down on one of the gifts and squeaked softly at Tooth.

Tooth fluttered to the presents and stared at them. She tried to remember, but she was so flighty that she couldn't for the life of her recall what was what. With the name tags in one hand and the bows in another, Tooth knew that she needed to get this done. The fairies needed her to guide them and tell them which house to go to and all of that. This needed to get done and it needed to get done now.

"Okay. Here's what I'll do," she told Baby Tooth, who looked up at her. "I'm just going to have to wing it. Maybe I'll get them right." Her smile was fake, but she didn't have time to mull it over.

Grabbing the closest present, Tooth put a name tag on it and wrote Jack's name on it before going to the next one. Eventually, they were all tagged and bowed and the deed was done. Tooth felt a lot better now that that had been taken care of and she could focus more on work, but she had a nagging feeling that she did something wrong. Oh well. Tomorrow she'd know for sure.

…

So far, everything had gone well. North had opened the present with his name on it and low and behold it had the real Russian hat and a set of pewter 16th century Russian soldiers. He was most pleased and gave her a big hug and kisses on her cheeks to thank her. Sandy got his gift, which was a nice, soft throw blanket and new soft, cozy pajamas, which he was always in a need of. Tooth watched as Jack and Bunny began to open their own presents, confident now that she had guessed right. Her confidence was shattered very quickly.

"Um…Tooth?" Jack held up a spring green apron that had carrots on them. Before she could answer, Bunny cut her off.

"Really, Tooth?" He quirked a brow at her before he reached into the box and pulled out a snow globe that had a bunny inside of it. But not just any bunny; it was the Easter Bunny. She giggled nervously and scratched her head.

"I thought it was cute. And I thought that Jack would think so as well," she explained. Bunny didn't look amused.

"Uh-huh. Clearly, ya got the gifts mixed up." He turned to Jack. "I believe that's mine, Frostbite." Jack looked at him, then at Tooth, before a very wicked, very mischievous grin spread across his face.

"I don't think so." Bunny blinked at him in surprise.

"What?" Jack's grin widened and he peered up at the Pooka.

"I think this would look waaaaaaay better on me than it would you," Jack's voice lowered and it took on a husky, breathy tone. "And I think I'd look even better with nothing else but this on."

By the look on Bunny's face, he really didn't care that Tooth had gotten his present mixed up with Jack's. But watching them run off to one of their rooms made her face as red as a fire truck, which wasn't helped by North's thunderous laugh.