'Where… where are we?' Bunny stuttered, letting the bright white light that shone around them fade. All four Guardians looked around and tried to focus on the scene, but it was currently just a jumble of swirling patterns and colours, and it was even more difficult to stay balanced with everything around them moving and changing. Slowly, the mess they saw before them began to take shapes and outlines. Every colour pulled together to make a scene, and after careful observation, the Guardians all realised where this place was- it was the Pole.

'This is a memory.' Tooth shuddered- she had always felt immoral going into people's memories. 'No… something's wrong.' She wandered around now that the ground was still. 'This one's nearly gone. We have to hurry!'
She was right- the scene had seemed bright before, but they now noticed that the colour in every object or on every wall was faded and dull. Some of them were just fuzzy- they couldn't expect Jack to remember every detail. This place was controlled by his mind, but Pitch had taken his share of that power. They were in a corridor, one that they recognised, but it was a lot longer.

'Jack must remember hallway as being longer. It's not this big in real life.' North said, picking up a little smudged box from a shelf- another object Jack didn't remember.

'Oh no!' Tooth cried out in despair as they all watched everything turn black and white, like an old movie.

'What's happening?!' Bunny bunched up closer to them for safety, in case anything went wrong.

'It's been nearly twenty four hours!' Tooth squealed. 'This memory is nearly destroyed- come on! We have to find the knife!' She flitted ahead and down the corridor, and the others followed.
About halfway down, they heard a clamour coming from the door at the end of the hallway. Suddenly, Jack burst out, flying with his staff in hand, laughing joyously.

'There's the Jack we know.' North sighed, and everyone couldn't help but feel sad at the sight of him happy and carefree.

'Jack!' Bunny called out, lifting a hand. 'Ah mate, I can't tell you how glad I am to see you!' but Jack didn't pay any attention. He carried on flying, and when Bunnymund stood in his way, the Winter Spirit passed right through him.

'Bunny, he can't see us- we're in a memory, a record of what has already happened.' Tooth explained. 'We won't be able to talk to anyone.'

'And you didn't think to tell us?' Bunny asked, obviously slightly shocked that he had just been walked through.

'I'm sorry, I just forgot...' Tooth rubbed her head gently and averted her gaze. 'A lot's on my mind.'

'Don't worry.' Bunny smiled. 'I just... Overreact a lot.'

'Come on you two, pay attention!' North called out, and they all watched the memory.

'Keep up rabbit!' Jack cried out with a laugh, looking behind him to see Bunny following eagerly.

'One more time!' Bunny shouted ahead. 'I have a name, you know!'

'Alright, alright!' Jack turned to fly upside down, appearing almost relaxed while he flew. 'Keep up, Aster!'

'You stinking-' Bunny cut himself short as he sprinted, suddenly having a bright idea. He turned down a corridor just as Jack went down another, obviously scheming a way to get ahead.

The Guardians realised that the end of hallway that they were at was rapidly disappearing- Jack's memory was fast moving, and this place would soon be gone.

'Let's move!' North ordered, and the others weren't unhappy to oblige given the situation.

They searched every wall and every object for the knife in any shape or form, but it was getting increasingly difficult as they had to keep up with Jack.

'What the-' Jack said out loud when he turned his head to see that Bunny wasn't behind him. He laughed, obviously thinking that he was winning. When he came to the end of a path, he looked ahead to see Bunny stood casually in a doorway, his arms crossed and a proud look on his face.

'Took a short cut.' Bunny said smugly.

'You cheat!' Jack accused. 'No short cuts!'

'Well, you never said, so I presumed it was alright.' Bunny smirked. 'You said "first one there", and that was it. Nothing about short cuts, mate.'

'You took your tunnels, didn't you?' Jack pointed a finger at him and walked closer, his staff lifted.

'Ah!' Tooth called out. 'I think I found it!'

The boys continued to argue in the memory, and the Guardians gathered around the Tooth Fairy. In her hands was a little wooden bird, devoid of colour.

'How can you tell?' Bunny asked.

'I just... can.' Tooth shrugged. 'Like I said before- it feels wrong.'

Sandy suddenly remembered something. How could he have forgotten? This was brilliant! He jumped up and down in excitement, and the others looked at him strangely. He animated himself with Jack's staff out on the ice when he was feverish above his head, and grinned joyously.

'Oh!' Tooth said, the only one who understood. 'You can do that here?!' Sandy nodded aggressively, making the image of the knife.

'Your new power!' North understood now. 'You can trace knife with it?'

Sandy nodded even harder, then touched the little bird. Just like in reality, darkness started to creep up his arms in thin spindly branches, and he felt that strange sensation he had experienced out in the cold. He tapped into the memory demon, then shut his eyes and turned the other way. He could feel it- he could sense it's presence behind him.

'This might be easier than we thought.' Bunny smirked, too.

'Ah! Don't speak too soon!' Tooth put a finger to her lips. 'You might jinx it!'

Now they had the knife, they put it in the bag Sandy made out of his dream sand and he pulled it tight. After a minute or so of him shaking the sack around and filling it with more dream sand, he made it disappear into thin air. There was no knife, no nothing. He had destroyed it, and he winked at the others and bowed.

'Obviously weaker here than in reality.' North sighed, as they had tried to destroy the real knife with dream sand, but the granules had only slowly turned into nightmare sand. At least here it was easier to get rid of it, as they didn't know if they could take things through to another memory.

'Well, better luck next time mate!' memory Bunny called out as he walked away.

'Wait...' Jack said. 'Did you go to the Leprechaun for good luck?!'

'No!' Bunny retorted. 'Can't stand that guy! I mean, who uses rabbit's feet for luck? It's sick and twisted! Yeah he has excuses, like "only when they're dead", but who knows if that's true- he's a shifty fella if ever I saw one. I mean, seriously, it's wrong to mess with the dead anyway, right?' Bunny continued to walk off, ranting to nobody.

Jack smiled at the conversation his friend was having with himself, and he giggled slightly that he was so distressed. He knew the Leprechaun didn't really use rabbit's feet- they were just pretend feet, used to anger the Easter Bunny. No, the Leprechaun used four leafed clovers if he ever needed some extra luck, but it was fun to wind Bunnymund up. Pretty much every Spirit was in on the joke.

'Yeah, well!' Jack shouted down the hallway so Bunny would hear him. 'I'm still five races up on you! Don't get too cocky!' he laughed to himself and rubbed his head, his colourless hair ruffling.

The scene before them started to turn white as Jack walked away, and the Guardians realised it was the end of the memory.

'Please be more careful when racing, Bunny.' North said with one eyebrow raised. 'I think this explains the occasional broken toy I find.'

Argh, I'm sorry, me again!

This is the first chapter of the Repairing arc, as we've now finished the Broken Arc. They'll all have a similar layout, but things are going to start to get interesting soon, as I reveal some unseen memories. There are some things the Guardians don't know about Jack Frost...

I'm really sorry if there isn't an update tomorrow, as we're almost up to where I'm currently writing, so I need to go back and edit as I got some bits wrong, and I need to check I got everything in! So, if I'm a day or so late, I really am very very sorry, but it's only so you get the best of my writing ;) I'll do it as soon as I can, but the next few days are busy days- I'm currently making myself a medieval dress and the deadline is tomorrow, and I'm wearing it to a medieval festival on Saturday, so I probably can't update then or Sunday as things are happening the day after and ACK! I'm so busy D: So really, I am sorry... I am trying!

But for now, thanks for reading, I LOVE YOU ALL! :D Fruit cakes (don't worry I won't throw them) for all!