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Bunny stared at Jack for a full ten seconds with his mouth hanging open.

"How...what the…" He spluttered; Jack just grinned at the rabbit, biting back a laugh. The Pooka suddenly grabbed the spirit and pulled him into a tight hug.

Jack froze for a few seconds, shocked by the sudden action; slowly, he wrapped his arms around the rabbit, laughing.

"Ya Gumby…" Bunny said, snorting. He pulled out of the hug and ruffled the spirit's hair. "What the bloody hell did ya do to ya hair?!"

"What? You don't like it?" Jack teased, "take a look in the mirror, Cottontail." Bunny laughed, smacking him lightly around the head.

"At least I look good…can't say the same for ya."

One point to Bunny.

"Maybe, Kangaroo, but only to other rabbits. Me? Well, I even make baby tooth faint."

One point to Jack.

Jack grinned, raising his eyebrows triumphantly. The Pooka grinned, shaking his head.

"Are ya sure they're faintin'?" Bunny asked, "or are they passin' out in fear after seein' how ugly ya are."

Two points to Bunny.

Jack gave a low whistle.

"You've gotten good…" he said, stifling laughter. "But don't worry, that only happens when your standing behind me- your fluffy little face in full view."

Ten points to Jack. An easy win.

Bunny scoffed, and it soon turned into laughter.

"Ya don't know when to shut ya trap, do ya?" He said, shaking his head in amusement.

"Nope." Jack waved one of his daggers in the air like a victory punch, grinning. Bunny studied the weapon properly and realised that it was completely made out of ice. The Pooka looked around, expecting to find the familiar staff that was always slung around the spirit's shoulder, but, strangely, it was nowhere to be seen.

That kid never lets it out of his sight, Bunny realised, so where is it now?

"Where's ya staff, mate?" He asked in what he hoped was a casual tone.

"My what?" Jack said, swinging himself around on one foot to face the Pooka again.

"Ya staff, Frosty." Bunny rolled his eyes, a smile twitching on his lips. "Where did ya put it?"

"Errr…nowhere…" The spirit answered, smiling.

"What do ya mean, nowhere?! Ya alwa-" Bunny's annoyed rant was cut off as a burst of light shone in front of him, where Jack was standing.

"Bloody Hell!" The Pooka yelled, shielding his eyes. He heard Jack's laughter ring out into the cave, and the light slowly faded. Bunny brought his hand away from his face, looking around widely for anything wrong in the cell.

But there seemed to be nothing; all he could see was Jack smirking at him, twisting his staff in his hands.

Wait…his staff?! Bunny stared, dumbfounded, at the Shepard's crook, confused.

"What the…" he voiced his only thought out loud. Not only was his staff there, in his hand, but the twin daggers were gone.

Were those daggers…

"Those daggers were ya staff?!" Bunny yelled, pointing at the conduct of power. Jack was now in a laughing fit, tears leaking from his eyes. "Bloody Hell, Frosty?! How'd ya do that?!"

"Cool, isn't it?" Jack giggled, leaning on his crook once more. "And to answer your question…I don't really know…" the spirit smiled again, though there was nothing funny happening.

"What?" Bunny asked, moving closer to the spirit. He spotted a feather had been pierced in his ear, covered slightly by his hair.

"Is that feather Tooth's?" He asked, distracted.

"Yeah." Jack automatically moved his free hand up to it, stroking it carefully.

"Ya found her too?" Bunny said, shocked. Jack smiled.

"Yeah." He repeated, looking at the large rabbit. "She was in Burgess." He caught the Pooka's expression. "She's fine, don't worry!" Bunny breathed a sigh of relief. "She's just gone back to her castle to get some believers."

Bunny stared at the spirit, shocked.

"How many days has it been since ya woke up, Frostbite?"

Jack looked away and stared at the wall next to him.

"A few. Not many."

"A few days?!" Bunny exclaimed loudly. He then gave a low whistle. "Jesus, Snowflake…to do all that in a few days…" Jack turned around again, leaning on his staff. "That's…incredible…"

"Not really…" The spirit blushed slightly in embarrassment. "I haven't even got you out yet…"

"Rest got a little, will ya?" Bunny moved over to beside the spirit and sat down; he then patted the ground beside him. Jack smiled and obeyed the command, slipping silently down the wall.

Bunny could see, now that he had a closer look at him, the shadows forming under the spirit's eyes, which got him wondering whether the spirit had even slept after he had been roused from his coma. Keeping his thoughts to himself, he changed the subject, inspired by the armour that the spirit was wearing.

"Ya know, North had tonnes of battles with that thing on."

"How many?" Jack asked, shuffling closer eagerly. Bunny chuckled.

"More that I can count!" He said dramatically. He looked over at the spirit, who looked like a child would do if they were going to get told an exiting story.

So he wanted a story?

A story he would get.

"One time, North was face-to-face with an army of rouges."

"Rouges?" Jack questioned. "What are rouges?"

"Nightmares that had no owner. No master to control them." Bunny answered. He growled. "Horrible Buggers. Anyway:

"North was face-to-face with thousands- millions- of rouges. His whole army lay around him, wounded and beaten.

"But North wouldn't give up. He was never that kinda man. Instead, he yelled,

"I will never give up!" Louder, he chanted this, raising his swords above his head. "I will not give up for as long as I stand before you with my swords above my head! I will never give up! I will never give up!""

"North had an army? Where were you guys?" Jack asked, leaning onto the Pooka, his body trembling in excitement.

"Ya have to remember, this was at the beginning of time." Bunny answered. "We existed, but we didn't know about one another."

"Oh. Carry on."

"The nightmares snarled and charged at North, determined to finish him. Any other man would accept this as their end, but not him. Not North.

"Instead he ran too, yelling a war cry as he charged at these beasts. All the while, he kept chanting,

"I will never give up! I will never give up!"

And the battle began.

But North wasn't hurt. Every nightmare that seemed to head-but him turned into ash. He dodged with ease, slicing their heads as easily as you could slice butter. And all while, he kept chanting,

"I will never give up!"

And as quickly as it had begun, the battle had ended. North, standing victorious, with only a few wounds, with his swords in the air.

"I will not give up as long as I stand before you with my swords above my head." He yelled triumphantly, staring at the moon. The moon stared back, reflecting the light off his armour. The armour that North had crafted himself, with the help of his oldest friend, that had stopped any shadows from harming his torso.

And so North looked up at the sky, smiling at his friend.

"I am glad you are with me." He said and lay his swords on the ground.

The battle was won."

"Whoa…" Jack muttered, half asleep on Bunny's shoulder. "North was a badass."

Bunny was about to answer when the wall opposite them burst open, releasing some very angry nightmares. Both guardians sprang up in a protective stance. As more nightmares streamed through the entrance, Bunny had to admit to himself that they were truly cornered.

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