It had been Jack's idea- all the fun ones were, or so he insisted, and even Bunny had to agree that yeah, that sounded about right.
The winter spirit didn't know why he'd been so surprised that the guardians had never seen a movie- they'd been a bit, well, self absorbed the past few hundred years, and the only one who really knew anything about modern technology was North. The workshop was equipped with speakers, and there was even a living room with a giant flat screen TV in it; Jack used it for cartoons, and he'd come in a few times before to see Bunny watching the cricket.
And so, just over a year after Jack first became a guardian, when no one was overly busy, the first guardian's movie night was arranged. They drew names out of a hat, and Bunny got to pick the movie. He chose something called 'Bridge to Terabithia,' thinking it looked fun- a movie about two kids who were friends, playing in their imaginary world.
Nearly two hours later the credits finally ended; the five guardians were just staring, frozen, at the screen in front of them, fat tears streaming steadily down their faces.
"My heart," whispered Tooth; "Oh, Mim, I think my heart just died." Bunny wrapped his arms around his furry torso, and North shuddered. Jack, clearly deciding enough was enough, mustered a shaky grin.
"Well, that was... heart wrenching. How about we watch a comedy now to take our minds off it?"
"We thought that was going ta be a comedy!" growled the Pooka.
"No, no, a proper comedy! Something really well known, something- oh! We could watch Mean Girls!"
"Why would we be wanting to watch movie about unpleasant children?" Inquired North, and Jack snorted.
"No, they're in high school, and-" he cut off as he realised who he was talking to. "On second thoughts, never mind; you guys probably wouldn't like it."
"Why don't we watch a kid's movie?" suggested Tooth, and Sandy perked up, symbols flashing above his head. "That's a great idea, Sandy! Can we watch Toy Story?"
They all agreed, and settled down again to watch, chuckling at the shenanigans Woody and the gang got up to.
When the movie ended, they were all feeling much better. It was late, however, and everyone had been yawning for at least the past hour.
"Don't even think about it," Bunny warned Sandy, who only smirked. North was still grinning, his belly aching from laughing so much.
"If toys in my workshop could move themselves, work would go much faster! Jack, you have remote, please turn of television. Jack?" They glanced at Jack, who had been sat on the end of the couch, leaning his head against the cool window.
His position hadn't changed, except for the fact that he was now sound asleep, a small smile tugging at his lips. Snuggled against him were about a half dozen slumbering elves, while a veritable flock of fairies slept on his shoulders, in his hood and in his hair. Tooth squeaked at the adorableness of the scene before them.
"He mentioned something about Gaia sending him to do a massive blizzard in North Canada; I guess it must have worn him out," mused the fairy queen.
"I shall fetch camera," North murmured, quiet for once in his life, and Sandy grinned, sending over a wave of dream sand that condensed into an image of them all together, talking and laughing. Bunny smiled gently and grabbed the blanket from the back of the couch, pulling it over the small form even though he knew it wasn't needed.
"G'night, Frostbite; sweet dreams."
On the one hand, I want to update; on the other, I have written and deleted eight chapters in the past two days, only to settle for this. I might disappear for a while, see if I can't find myself a nicer muse to deal with.