I liked doing this one, it kind of shows how dysfunctional they can all be, at least the hot headed men that we know as the Guardians.

Bunny needs to learn to calm his tits.

Brash, adj
- self confident and aggressive

"Shut up you little wanker!" Bunny yelled, and Jack took a step back, offended.

"You're seriously starting with language? All I called you was a kangaroo," he defended, the white haired teen crossed his arms over his chest and pouted slightly, but the dismissive tone of his voice and his just-too-relaxed stance made Bunny more mad, and the teen had to duck as a fist went flying at him.

"I've had enough of it, ya' hear me? I swear I'll knock your bleeding head off!"

"Listen, it was a joke!" Jack cried, skipping backward out of the way but hitting one of the thick beams that stood in the Pole's workshop, and he gulped a little as the Pooka advanced, shoulders squared and hands balled into fists at his sides.

"I've had enough of your jokes. I've stopped em with you, now you better pack it in or-"

"Or what?" Jack cut in, his voice snarky and he stepped up to Bunny with his own shoulders squared, ready to smack him around the head with his staff.

"Boys! Stop it!" Tooth cried, rushing over and forcing herself between the pair.

"Stay out of it," they chimed, Bunny even went as far as to grab her hand and steer her out of the way, so angry at Jack that he didn't want anybody to intervene, he just wanted to rip him limb from limb.

"I thought we did well when you became a Guardian, but since then you've just cocked up time and time again and I've had enough of it mate."

"I'm not your mate," Jack hissed, imitating the Aussie accent, earning himself a prod in the chest by the larger male.

"Keep pushing me," Bunny warned. "Keep pushing me and see what happens."

Jack smirked, and true to form he decided in that second that he would indeed push the Pooka, without even considering the consequences, and in that second his arms shot out and he shoved hard against the Pooka's chest, taking him by surprise and watching in mild amusement as he toppled backwards. It kind of dawned upon the Guardian of Fun that he'd stuck his foot in it when Bunny jumped up again looking thoroughly pissed off.

Just as the Pooka went to attack, North stepped in, grabbing the rabbit around his middle and snatching the back of Jack's hood.

"Are you really going to fight? Yesterday you were best friends, what happened?"

"Bunny obviously started his period over night," Jack snickered, and even the Russian had to hold back a chuckle at the sharp wit of the lad.

"I'll make you bleed so much you'll wish you were on a period!" the Pooka yelled, twisted around to try and grab at Jack, but North held Bunny still, and Jack had no way of escape unless he strangled himself.

"Can we not just calm down, take a ten minute break then make up?" North suggested, sighing as he began struggling to keep hold of the writhing Pooka.

"I just want to hurt him a bit, then I'll calm down," Bunny snapped, and Jack tisked in response.

"Yeah, if you could catch me," he huffed.

"We've been through that once, I can beat you any time.

"Stop it!" North cried, and silence fell upon the pair. "This is childish now, stop."

There was a gap where the pair seemed to consider the words, and while Bunny was still North jostled him a little to get a better grip on him and make sure he didn't lurch at Jack again. This movement though, and the fact that he was being manhandled only proved to worsen Bunny's mood, and he kicked at North's leg.

"Childish? This coming from the git that thinks Christmas is the best thing since sliced bread? You're just an arrogant tosser."

"Excuse me?" North blurted, feeling his own temper rise.

"You're excused, now let me go," Jack chimed in.

Soon the three of them were all bickering, their voices growing louder and louder, and Tooth watched on for a small while in a state of shock before retreating through to the main room and perching on a large pouffe before the fireplace.

Sandy was beside her in minutes, and he smiled slightly as handed her a cup of tea with a wink, knowing the herbal mix would make her relax a little and stop her from shedding feathers.

"They're just too much sometimes, they don't realise they're all as bad as one another," she sighed, but smiled at the oldest of the Guardians, as she accepted the cup, sipping at the warm brew. "Thank you Sandy, do you think you could sort them out?"

The smaller man nodded his head, lazily floating over to the squabbling three. Within seconds, they were separated and dangling by their ankles as they protested Sandy's involvement, but he left them there until they made up, going back to sit with Tooth and taking his own cup of tea, listening to her chatter about the newest plans for her Palace.