The winds roared in anger. They dared attempt to harm the child. They will face their wrath. The pooka will face judgment. It is Mother Nature's will. Mother Nature will not rest till the rabbit is slathered. They roared in anger as they created blizzards.

More! North Wind yelled. We will not let them escape!

More! East, South, and West yelled together. They moved faster. They combined their powers. They made five huge blizzards. They surround the Workshop, making sure none of the Guardians escaped Mother Nature's wrath.

They will learn what happens when you anger Mother Nature.

Mother Nature didn't hide her fury when she entered North's palace. She didn't stop the winds from creating blizzards outside. She didn't care. All she cared about was to make the Guardians pay, rather they knew it or not.

She glared at the beast when she appeared in the Globe Room. "BRING THEM TO ME YOU UNINTELLECTUAL BEAST! OR SO HELP ME, I WILL BRING BACK AN ICE AGE TEN TIMES MORE DEADLIER THAN BEFORE!"

Mother Nature watched as the beast retreated through the doors he entered. The beast didn't disappoint her either. Not even five minutes passed by when those fools entered. She scowled when the pooka didn't show up.

"Emily," Nicholas greeted cheerfully. "What can I do for you?"

"You DO NOT have the right to address me like that!" she growled, the wind blowing harder in her anger.

Nicholas face fell in uncertainty. "Well...I…"

"Mother Nature," Toothiana fluttered nervously. "What are you doing here in the North Pole?"

Mother Nature gritted her teeth as the building began to shake. "What am I doing here?" she asked in a voice that was as cold as her ice. "WHAT AM I DOING HERE?" The windows cracked as her anger escalated.

"Em-Mother Nature, please calm down!" Nicholas corrected himself as he tried to calm her down.

"I will not calm down you no good for nothing Guardians!" They flinched at her icy tone. "Where is that rabbit?"

Sanderson forms a Dreamsand bed above his head. Mother Nature growled. The Dreamsand changed into a question mark, an arrow, and then a rabbit.

"What do I want with that rabbit?" she asked, getting a nodded from the dreammaker. Her eyes narrowed threateningly. "Easter Day," she told them. "That damn pooka is going to die for threatening the child that is to be my future Head of Winter!"

"Bunny, didn't threaten anyone," Toothiana denied in confusion. "He was attacked my Pitch."

"DON'T LIE TO ME GUARDIANS!" The screams of several yetis and toys breaking could be heard from the workshop. "I have a spell in place to protect the child. It tells me when he is threatened. And the pooka has definitely threatened him with his boomerang."

The Guardians didn't say anything about that comment. They looked confused and scared. Good, they should be.

"I am only going to say this once." The temperature dropped dramatically as the fire in the fireplace goes out. "If any harm comes to the child; if I see a scratch, a cut, one hair out of place, you won't have to worry about my father." The Guardians looked at each other in worry. "I will will hunt you down. I will bury your homes in an eternal winter and ice. I will have the earth and all of its elements eat and bury you alive." The four winds entered the room and surrounded her; obscuring the Guardians vision of her. "You will face the full wrath of nature!"

And then she was gone from their sight. But not before leaving a present behind.

Pitch sat on the edge of the bed, watching the two sleeping children. He smiled softly as they dreamed. Above Jackson's head was a Dreamsand of him and Jackson. Dreamsand Jackson was throwing a snowball at Dreamsand Pitch. Pitch shook his head at that. He glanced at Flee next. Above her head were all three of them and they were laughing. Dreamsand Jackson was telling a story. What he was telling, he wasn't sure.

Pitch brushed back a brown strand from Jackson's face as they continued to dream. Pitch stayed like that for a few more minutes, thinking about how peaceful Jackson looked, before heading home through the shadows.

He was still smiling when he shadowed into his lair. The Fearling Fairy chirped upon his return.

"All Nightmares you requested are really, Master."

"Thank you," Pitch said with a twitch of a smile. "Have them gather and…"

Pitch didn't finish his sentence when Onyx came stomping into the throne room. "Master!"

"What wrong, Onyx?" he asked when she stopped in front of him.

"The Globe Room," she told him. "Come!" She turned around and shadowed away. Curious on what was going on, he shadowed after her.

Pitch didn't find anything out of the ordinary when he exited out of the shadows. He raised his nonexistent eyebrow as Onyx stomped her hooves near his Belief Globe. Pitch walked to the globe and stared at it. He blinked as he registered what he was seeing.

Many white lights were going out. "What the?" Pitch looked at the area that he was in and noticed that the kids in Burgess were losing their belief in the Guardians, then again that was the pooka's fault. His eyes wandered to other areas on the globe. More children were not believing. There had to be at least two dozen kids who didn't believe in the Guardians now.

Well, this was an interesting development.

"We're bloody trapped!" Bunnymund yelled for the tenth time as he tried to open up a hole. Nothing happened. Sandy and Tooth were unable to leave due to the five blizzards. All magical items (including their powers and North's Snow Globes) were unaccessible.

In other words: they are stuck at the North Pole. No magic. No help. And no way to escape.