I'm back! good news, I do not have a concussion from when BUNNY AND JACK TRIED TO KILL ME!

Bunny: We said sorry, sheila!

Me: I know. I'm sorry but you guys gave me a major headache. But enough about that. Whose turn is it for disclaimer?

Bunny: You've been having Jack do it. Is there a reason for that?

Me: *blushes* Are you crazy? Of course not! Why don't you do the disclaimer?

Bunny: *smirks* Alright sheila.

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

Bunny's POV

I was in my Warren. It was a few weeks after Easter, which I'd made sure was the closest thing t perfect after last years mishap. I know it wasn't Frostbite's fault, but I had to get back some believers. I had rested and was finally feeling like myself. That is, until I felt something. I had a feeling something wasn't right in my home. I ran to the source and was shocked by what I saw.

A pooka, most likely a month old judging by it's size, was cowering in the grass. It was white with blue eyes that reminded me of a certain winter spirit. Speaking of Frosty, his staff and clothes were right next to the pooka. I put two and two together and deduced that somethin' must've happened to get Jack to transform into the shape his was in now.

"Snowflake, that you?" I asked, wanting a lil' clarification. The nod from the pooka told me everything. I sighed and picked him up. "I'm gonna ask ya some questions. Nod for yes, shake ya head for no." Another nod.

"Can ya talk?" Shake of the head.

"Can someone besides ya tell me what 'appened?" A nod.

"Tooth?" No. I had a feeling I knew who it was, but I really wasn't up for a visit to such a cold place.

"Sandy?" Another no. I sighed, knowing full way who could give me the answer I was looking for.

"It's North, ain't it?" A nod. "Alright, anklebiter. Let's get to the Pole then." I stomped my foot, grabbed Jack's staff, and jumped.

Once we were at North's, I went to his office. I knocked (I wasn't in the the mood to be yelled at like the yetis) and heard his loud "Come in!". When we entered, North saw Jack and sighed.

"I see you found Jack," North said. Way to state the obvious.

"Yea, I did. Anyone mind telling me what is going on?" I asked. North shuffled his feet and looked down.

"I vas trying to experiment. I did not know boy vas there. And something spilled on him and now…...he is pooka," North explained.

"A month-old pooka. Which means someone will have to look after showpony," as soon as I said this, I realized my mistake.

"You are pooka. I vill try to return Jack to normal, but until then, you must vatch him," North stated. I sighed and nodded wearily. I left and went back to the Warren.

*One hour later*

I was fed up with Jack and it'd only been an hour. He refused to drink the milk formula I had to make out of the pooka bottle, which I also had to make. The boy was so skinny, even more in this form, that I knew he needed the food.

"Mate, come on! You need to eat. Please?" I pleaded. The ankle biter finally, finally, started drinking the milk. Once he was done, I put him in the nest I had made. It was small, originally an easter basket. See, baby pookas were the size of full grown rabbits. I'd put white feathers and grass in it to make it soft.

After the kid got comfortable, he laid down. I turned to head back to my nest when I heard a whimpering 'hoot'. I recognized it as the pooka's way of crying. I turned around and saw him staring at me sadly. I groaned and picked him up.

"Ya can sleep with me, but never speak of it again, ya hear?" All I got was a wave of his paw. I rolled my eyes and got into my nest. I settled in and Jack curled up next to me. I put my arm around him to make sure he didn't fall out in his sleep. Then I closed my eyes and let Sandy's dreamsand do it's job.

A/N I will continue this, but next chapter won't be part of this little arc. I think I'll do what lexi1220 suggested, then what dalilah7 said, and then get back to this arc. Later taters!