Val was very easy to upset, reflected Jack. He'd thought back on the robot incident as he was watching his girlfriend fight with Bran, which happened often.

"Can't you fight, daddy's boy?" shouted Val, leaping in the air and throwing a punch that Bran just managed to avoid by rolling away.

He'd upset her a lot. But she forgave him a lot too.

He shook the thought out of his head and watched the fight, which Val had said would help her get into shape again (i.e. the dreadfully scary ass kicking creature she was) and Bran had agreed to help.

"Oh, I can fight, little Princess. But can you take the challenge?" Bran snickered, making the mistake of standing still for a split second. She punched the back of his head and he dropped.

"Unarmed combat is good to go!" she yelled at Jack happily.

A shadow leant over Jack. "Did I mention this is a bad idea?" Pitch grumbled. Jack fought the urge to club him with the staff and nodded. Pitch sighed. "Ah well. If Bran wishes to get hurt, it isn't within my power to stop it."

Jack snorted. "Yeah, right." He watched Bran try to kick Val and be flipped on his back. "You just let him do this because you want him to learn how to actually fight."

Pitch wrinkled his nose at him. Jack screeched in surprise.

"So that's your weakness."

"That was creepy." Jack glared at Pitch. "Please don't copy my girlfriend's mannerisms. In fact, why is the bogeyman copying a teenage girl's mannerisms? Why?" He swallowed the urge to hit Pitch.

Pitch glared at him. "Just watch the fight, Jack. If she was a Guardian, would I have managed to nearly topple the Lunanoff Empire? Of course, she can't be a Guardian. But…"

"Pitch, drop it! Go creep out someone else. You're creepy."

"I'm the Nightmare King. I do as I please." Nightlight was floating beside him and suddenly attempted to whack Pitch with his staff.

"Dude!" Jack grabbed Nightlight and tackled him to the ground. Val looked up and saw what was happening. She was there in a second.

"Pitch, what the hell is your problem?" She grabbed his ear and pulled him down to her level. "Play nice."

He growled and shook her off. "Don't touch me."

"Don't be a pansy." She turned to Jack and Nightlight. "And you have what to say for yourself?"

They looked up and hugged each other in fear. Val was glaring down at them.

"Do you know what? Go ahead. Attack each other. I don't give a damn. But you can take care of each other, all three of you, because I am done with this. If you don't stop, I am going to hang each of you from the globe by your hair." She looked at Pitch. "And don't think I don't know who started this."

She stalked off and Fang rose worriedly from the snow.

"What's her problem?" grumbled Jack, brushing snow off his shirt. He stared in a worried manner, and Pitch glared at him. "I believe that's your fault. I did nothing. You started fighting Nightlight." Nightlight frowned and shrugged, waving a fist at Pitch.

Val was sitting on one of the outcrops. Looking in the sky, trying to reach her dad.

"I have to say, you are being a bit odd. I'm talking to you. You talk to the others. You protect the kids. You don't talk to me."

She held her staff in her hands. "You fell in love with Mom. She had me, and you looked after me. I've got this great big family, but by your hands. So I think when my home is ready, you have to come to tea."

She grinned and suddenly her eyes seemed darker. "And you can explain yourself."

She looked up as a little moonbeam hit the side of her seating place. "Nightlight?"

He appeared and she grinned at him. "I'm here buddy. You just settle down now."

She sighed and fell asleep. The snow woke her up and she curled herself up. Nightlight frowned at her, and checked her temperature.

She woke up. "What in the name of all that's sacred to my happiness are you doing?"

He drew a little thermometer in the air. She looked at him.

"There is nothing wrong with me aside from accidental immortality."

Nightlight threw his hands in the air.

Pitch appeared behind her. "Valentina."

She screamed and clubbed him with her staff, spun and kicked him. Pitch gulped for air and looked at her oddly.

"Calm down, Miss Lunanoff." Val breathed out slowly.

"Sorry." She turned and found Fang waiting for her.

"So what just happened?" asked Bran, appearing suddenly.

"I'm just kind of tired. I guess." She closed her eyes again.

Her wings ripped through her shirt and she sighed. "And that keeps happening."

Pitch snorted and disappeared. Bran stayed. "I wonder why?"

"I don't know. It's annoying." Nightlight patted her head.

But she knew exactly why she was falling asleep. Her father needed to speak to her.

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