I will apologize now in full. I have been very busy with the holidays, otherwise I would've updated sooner. I got a new room in the house, so I had to move all my stuff in there. I still need to organize. Tomorrow I'll be busy, but I'll try to update. Now, who is doing disclaimer? I'm tired of doing it, so I'll get Jack to do it first, then Bunny, Sandy, Tooth, North, Me again, then repeat.

North: Vy am I second to the last?

Me: Because, um, well, I don't know. Jack and Bunny and Sandy are my favorites, and I'd hate to make Tooth the last one (besides me), so…

Jack: Did you just say I was one of your favorites?

Bunny: And so was I?

Sandy: *Sandy just has a question mark over his head*

Me: *Blushes like crazy while trying not to look the guys in the eye* Uh, well, um….

Bunny: And remember, I have very good hearing, sheila.

Me: *Runs out of the room, yelling "Do the disclaimer, Jack!"*

Jack: *shrugs* Ok.

Disclaimer: Kitkat doesn't own ROTG. Just her OC's and plot.

Tooth's POV

It was so heart-warming, seeing Sweet Tooth (my nickname for Jack) assure his sister he was alright. But this next memory wasn't anything like the last one.

The memory took place at night, that ,much was obvious. It was winter, and Jack and Pippa were in their beds made of straw (Remember, it was the 1700's and most village families were poor. Kids probably had to sleep in straw and hay in the attic or something.)

Suddenly, a man of pure black dust appeared (Pitch) and touched the golden sand above Jack's head. Before he had done so, it was a dream of Jack and Pippa having a good, old-fashioned, snowball fight. Afterwards, it turned into image of Jack getting bit by the snake. But instead, Pippa was the one bit. And she collapsed and wouldn't wake up. Jack writhes in his sleep and is shown to have tears. Pitch chuckles gleefully as he feeds on the boy's fear.

"Oh, Jack!" cried Tooth, putting her hand on the real Jack's shoulder. Jack was looking at the memory with a sad face, and Tooth's heart ached. How dare Pitch do this!

Pitch disappeared and Jack woke up with a start. He looked around and saw his sister, alive and well. Jack huddled up next to her, relieved she was ok. Pippa wakes up at the sudden movement.

"Jack?" Pippa asked as she attempted to sit up, stopped by Jack's arm around her waist.

"It's ok, Pip. Just had a bad dream. Go back to sleep," Jack said, mad at himself for waking his sister up. Pippa turned and gave Jack a kiss on the cheek while snuggling up to him.

"Love you, Jack," Pippa said before drifting off to sleep. Jack smiled and brushed away the unshed tears.

"Love you too, Perfect Pippa."

As the memory slowly, disappeared, Tooth decided to say something.

"I think after this next memory, we'll go to the ones we actually wanted to see. I didn't mean to have us invade your privacy, Jack. I haven't had to do this in a long time," Tooth was very sorry about all of this. But to her surprise, Jack waved it off.

"It's fine, Tooth. Not your fault." Everyone stayed silent as the next memory showed Jack and Pippa leaving the house and holding ice skates. For reasons Tooth couldn't determine, Jack got paler, if that was possible and was outfight shaking. Bunny actually did something Tooth would have to praise him for later.

"Whatevea this memory shows, Frosty, we won't talk about it if ya don't want us to. And we ain't gonna judge either," Bunny said as he clamped a paw onto Jack's shoulder. Jack looked at him with big eyes.

"You mean that?" The pitiful expression on Jack's face when he said that almost broke my heart.

:Of course, ve do, Jack," North said. Sandy gave Jack a thumbs up and Jack smiled a little.

"Alright, but just know...I'm here and alive and ok," Jack replied. I thought that was strange. What was this memory. We all quieted down to watch.

A/N: Wah! The memory of Jack's sacrifice is so….sad. Jack actually gave his life for Pippa! And he can't remember her for 300 years! It's so not fair!

Jack: Shouldn't I be the one who's upset?

Me: Yeah, but *sniffle* I think it's unfair.

Jack: So do I, but there's nothing I can do about it now.

Me: That's what makes it so unfair! *Kitkat bursts into tears*

Jack: *Not knowing what else to do, Jack pulls Kitkat into a hug*

Me: *Is done crying and Kitkat and Jack pull away* Thanks.

Jack: No problem.
Sandy: *Suddenly appears and hand Kitkat a tissue box*

Me: Thank you, Sandy. See all of you soon. (I hope)