As I said in the last chapter, this idea was thought of by sparklehannah, so give a round of applause!
All the Guardians: *clapping 'till their hands/paws got tired*
Me: There you go. And thank you for the idea!
Bunny was busy painting his eggs, what with Easter coming up and all. Jack had volunteered to help out, but he wasn't there yet.
"Where the bloody hell is the bloke?" Bunny grumbled. Then he felt the chill that all the Guardians associated with the Winter Spirit.
"Right here, Cottontail, keep your tail on," Jack flew right besides the large rabbit and grabbed a paintbrush and an egg.
"Why are ya late? You were suppos'd to be here an hour ago," Bunny asked. Jack shrugged.
"Had to make a storm in Russia. Mother Nature's orders."
"How hard it is to make a storm? Seems pretty easy to me," Bunny was annoyed. All the painting was almost done, and he'd had to do it all by himself.
"Excuse me? It is very difficult. You have to use an enormous amount of energy. It's a lot harder than your job," Jack was a bit upset. He took great pride in his work. As did Bunny.
"It is not! I bet if ya tried, ya'd fail miserably," Bunny retorted. Jack smirked.
"I bet I'd do well. Not that you would if you tried my job. You'd give up in five seconds!" Jack stated.
"Well, let's try then. Ya do my job, and I'll do yours."
Bunny and Jack stared at each other for a second before Jack nodded. They shook hands (or paws, I guess).
*One hour later*
(With Jack)
Jack was covered in paint and chocolate. Half of the eggs were only partially painted, the chocolate he was supposed to make was bitter, and no baskets had been made.
"How on earth does that kangaroo do this?" Jack asked tiredly. He eventually gave up on everything and just laid on the ground in defeat.
(With Bunny)
"WHAT THE BLOODY 'ELL IS GOING ON?!" Bunny yelled as Wind threw him up into the air. Several times.
The snow he was supposed to be delivering was taking forever to make. Because apparently Jack HANDMADED all the snowflakes, so they could each have their design. Afterall, no two snowflakes are exactly alike.
Bunny did original designs on his eggs, but it was different for snowflakes. Paint was one thing, making tiny, delicate pieces of snow with his paws was impossible.
"I can't do this."
(Reunited)
"FROST! I give in! Take ya staff back!" Bunny shouted. Jack sat up with a start. They looked at each other.
Bunny's whiskers were frozen, and his lower half was covered with frost and snow. The paint and chocolate had hardened on Jack's hoodie and his hair.
"Gladly! Take back your eggs and paintbrushes. I'm tired," Jack stated. They traded back and went to work cleaning their messes.
Once that was done, they both lied down on the grass, completely exhausted.
"I'll neva' say your job is easy again," Bunny said. Jack nodded in agreement.
"Yeah. Me neither. Let's just stick with what we know best."
AN: How was that? Let me know. Kitkat Out!