Sorry! Working on some other stories at the moment. But I'm writing this (at 4 in the morning) to hopefully finish this arc if nothing else.
Frost's head hurt. Again. All he wanted was to take over the world, but some boy named Jack kept yelling in his head. So annoying.
"Frost? Please let Jack out."
Another voice?! This one sounded deeper, wiser even, though it did not matter. Frost smirked before replying.
"No thanks. I'm having too much…...fun."
"Who are you again?"
Bunny locked eyes with Pitch, and the King of Darkness rolled his eyes before discreetly sending out a shadow to hold Bunny in place. He and Pitch had finally, finally, gotten an audience with King Midas…..who forgot everything they told him almost every three minutes.
When Bunny first entered the Throne Room, in which every thing from the furniture to the floor to the every little knick knack was made of solid gold. Midas himself, however, was not. He was like a sore thumb in the room, though not his clothes. Everything the King was wearing, his crown, shoes, even a small bandage on his hand, was made of gold.
The King had grey hair (though not a lot) and had a very wrinkled face, along with skinny rigid arms and legs. His eyes are what bugged Bunny the most. For a king who liked gold so much, his eyes were the color of sterling silver.
"Your Majesty, as we have explained (many times), we need you to turn these elderberries into gold to heal our…...friend. I actually made this request several centuries ago, and you were more than happy to help," Pitch stated. The room fell into silence as Midas looked around, not focusing on anything for too long.
"Very well. But you must promise me to bring Sanderson Mansnoozie here; his dreamsand alone can heal my daughter, Marigold, and take away my powers. Do you promise?" Midas asked, more serious than Bunny had seen him all day. And yes, it had been several hours since he first entered the Throne Room. Several.
"Of course, my King," Pitch replied. Bunny wasn't sure if he was serious or not, but at this point the Pooka didn't care as long as they got to leave.
"Hand the berries over then. Be careful not to allow my hand to touch you. I'd hate to turn anyone else into gold," Midas instructed. Bunny walked slowly up the steps to the giant throne, where the small king laid, and handed the berries to him. A few seconds later, gold encased the berries, turning the once edible fruit into what mortals considered a valuable metal.
"Now can we get out of this rathole?" Bunny whispered. Pitch nodded his head slightly, not enough to notify the king that anything was amiss.
"I got the dragon's breath! And can I say, dragons are ADORABLE!" Tooth squealed as she entered the Globe room, holding a jar filled with orange gas. Sandy followed her with a plastic sandwich baggie that contained small brown and orange-ish red sheddings. North, who was already in the room, smiled widely as he held the tube with Emily's tears.
Pitch and Bunny chose that moment to appear through one of North's snowglobe portals, Bunny holding the golden berries.
"We got it. After dealing with that drongo of a king. Now what?" Bunny asked, turning towards Pitch. Pitch then created a pitch black (hehe) cauldron and gestured for the Guardians to pour/drop the ingredients into it.
"Now we make the elixir. Believe it or not, this was the easy part. The hard part will be getting the boy to actually drink it without killing us. And don't forget we must reunite him with his staff."
AN: Haha. Hahaha. Wahahaha! Kitkat Out!