Disclaimer: I do not own Rise of the Guardians, and if I did, I would have demand the Dreamworks Animation to make the sequel and a TV show about it.

Author's Note: I had trouble doing the bonding so I decided NOT to do it. I only summarized it and cut it. But don't worry, action is coming and there is something unexpected and a BIG surprise for the fans that is coming to this story. I warned you.

Created Date: 9/14/14 Somewhere 11:25 am but started writing really 12:42 pm.
Finished Date: 9/21/14 10:23 pm

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-Chapter Two-

-Prince of Mischief-

Jack was flying through the sky, relaxing just for a moment. He had just done his assignments Mother Nature had assigned him. Though he had to do that every week. You would have not believed how much Summer sprites got themselves into trouble.

He hated it.

He honestly hated dealing with those Summer Sprites. Wasn't Rory supposed to handle them?

That was the question he had asked himself a few centuries ago, but Rory was dismissive and Jack had to do his dirty work. Some may claim that Jack Frost was slacking and lazy, but he was really busy and feeling fatigued.

Jack landed on the soft grass by his lake in Burgess. Winter was already over, and Spring was coming. But that didn't meant Jack couldn't hang out here, though if he spread a Blizzard or snow, Bea was going to kill him.

He stared at the dark sky. It's a good thing its night here, and that mean he could rest, and then tomorrow he could go visit Jamie, his first believer. Jack had no doubt that the children in Burgess were sleeping. He hadn't seen Jamie since he became a Guardian, and Jack was really looking forward to spending some time with his first believer. After all, he had longed to be seen by children and now he was enthusiastic at the thought of playing them, especially with Jamie's friends. Oh he could imagine the snowball fight he will bring. The best one!

He grinned at that thought as he settled himself down on one of the thick branches of a tree. Jack still felt tired of the whole chasing the Summer sprites, and he needed a good night sleep. He leaned back and closed his eyes as his world faded to black.

He didn't know how long he slept, but when he cracked his eyes open. The first thing he saw was light, which made him wince. It reminded him again of the time he first met Mother Nature.

Gaia felt something when she first laid her eyes at Jack Frost. She was surprised that Man in Moon had chosen a 17 year old. Yeah, just a few days ago before Jack Frost was born, Gaia had felt desperate and lonely, and especially tired since she was doing all the winter work after Old Man Winter retired. Manny took pity on her, and decided to go look for her another winter spirit. Gaia agreed before taking a long nap, MiM wasn't sure if she'd heard him, but he still took his opportunity to look for her one.

And of course, he found one just less than a day, or probably a few hours (She was busy at that time). She was shocked that MiM had chosen her winter spirit and had mentally face-palmed herself when she realized that she had agreed that MiM would go look for her one. She was frustrated and angry, either at herself or the Man in Moon. But she did shout at him right to the skies and Manny kept wincing every word.

After she finally calmed down, she planned to meet her winter spirit. But Manny had told her that she should rest and that he would handle her winter spirit. Gaia nodded and fell to her duties. And three months later, she had finally meet her winter spirit (thanks to the Northern Wind), and was surprised to see her winter spirit who looked so young. Very young compare to all her spirits and workers.

Her thoughts were distracted when Jack coughed a bit as he rubbed his arms.

This feeling felt odd, Jack thought. He didn't feel cold (of course not, he's the Spirit of Winter) but he felt rather hot. Gaia looked at him and noticed that his face was turning red as they entered to the wooden cabin.

"I'm sorry, child." She wrapped her arm around his shoulder. Jack could feel warmth (for him) and colour coming back to his face. "Now, what were you doing here? It is the start of Spring, you should be somewhere colder."

"Spring?" Jack frowned in confusion as he wiped his running nose with his sleeves.

"Ah yes," Gaia nodded, glaring at the ceiling. "MiM hadn't explained to you your task."

"MiM?"

"Man in Moon." She explained. "Jack, it is not safe for you to be here when Spring is starting. You could get ill."

"I could get sick?"

"Yes. You could get sick in hot places if you stay out too long."

Jack was bored.

He was listening to North's discussion about being Guardians, and the rules. Of course, Jack wasn't really listening. He had listened at first, and now it was getting boring than before. They didn't talk about this after Jack became a Guardian. They all needed to clean up Pitch's mess, and Jack was especially busy helping with his 'sibling's' season. As much as he did not exactly like working with Bea he at least wanted to help her.

Anyway, he came back to Santoff Clausen just after his play time with Jamie since North told him that he had to come back and have a talk. He even gave the book to Jack.

He had to read it! For crying out loud, the book was huge!

Jack wasn't kidding when he said: "You're all hard works and deadlines, and I'm snowballs and funtimes."

This wasn't his thing, or what he does. He wasn't a meeting type of person. This actually reminded him one of those children who go to school and dozed off as their teacher discussed some boring things. And besides, he was tired.

When North paused, noticing Jack. He silently chuckled as he watched the winter child falling asleep. He moved up to him, brushing his white hair and couldn't help but smile when he saw the innocent-look on Jack's face.

It made North realized that Jack wasn't all mischievous, playful, troublemaker – but innocent.

If Bunny were here to see this, North had no doubt that he would deny it, arguing that 'Jack was no angel'. He carefully picked up the teen and walked out of the room, placing him on a bed in the guest room.

He watched as Jack buried his cheek to the soft white pillows. He walked out of the room and took one last glance at the teenager before he silently closed the door and walked towards the Globe room.

It was still a wonder to North that Jack became a Guardian. No, no, he had no doubts about it. He learned a little bit from the Guardian of Fun himself, he was mischievous, prankster, a troublemaker but when he got to know Jack more ever he became one, he learnt that Jack was playful, selfless, compassionate, and had great understanding when it came to children. North had understood what MiM brought them.

The Guardians hadn't interacted children for so long, and they had learnt Jack had spent three hundred years playing with children. By using his purpose, his center: Fun. When Sophie came to the Warren before the Easter Fiasco, Jack had taught them something the Guardians had not. The Guardians didn't know what to do. Just standing there and not sure what to do with a little blonde girl running around the Warren, but Jack did. But he decided to teach them, remind them their purpose. It wasn't defeating the Boogieman, it wasn't making sure their holidays or jobs were right, it was always about the children. Protect them, care for them, understand them, and love them. And Jack knew that from experience far better than the Guardians.

And MiM also knew they needed Jack. And his center.

But they also liked him.

They had made sure Jack feel included to the team. And they spent much time bonding in the past few weeks. Jack had helped with North's ice prototypes, watching Sandy work, playing with Baby Tooth, chatting with Tooth, and constantly annoying Bunny (which wasn't surprising). They all had to admire their youngest member and respect him. They all soon each come to realize (except Bunny), that, in fact, Jack was a child. And always will be. Sure he's immortal like them and three hundred years old, but mentally and physically a child, especially at his heart.

It made them all understand children a bit better.

All except Bunny.

"FROSTBITE!"

Jack startled. He was in a mid-throw snowball to the kids and he stopped when he heard his name yelled. He turned around and saw Bunny, looking angrier than he'd ever seen him.

The Spirit of Winter couldn't help but burst out with laughter, and a few kids joined in.

"Bunny!" Jack said. His eyes twinkled with mischief and a coy grin placed on his face. "Pink's looking good on you."

Apparently, just a few days ago, Jack decided to annoy Bunny. It had been a while for Jack since he had seen Bunny except meeting times. Looking at Bunny now, his fur was covered in pink.

"Is that the Easter Bunny?"

"No way!"

"He's huge!"

"But he's pink?"

If Bunny didn't have any fur, he would have blush by now since he realized he was surrounded by children. It had been a month now since Jack became a Guardian, and Jack started to have more believers than ever and Jack was very happy to spend time playing snowball fight with the children. "I don't know how ya did it, but get back here you little twerp…" Bunny growled as he tried to catch the winter spirit, but Jack had to run around the children.

Jack knew that Bunny was a fast runner than him and stood no chance. So Jack pulled something out of his pockets and yelled, "Hey Bunny! Catch!" He threw it in Bunny's direction and then blue gas exploded in front of Bunny's face.

Bunny coughed and blew the gas away. He could see Jack leaning against his staff and smirking at Bunny rather expectantly. "What was that?!" He demanded, looking down at himself. Nothing changed, his fur was still pink.

But then he shivered. Probably because of snow around him and the snow on his feet.

"Something I picked up," Jack casually bounced two blue looking eggs. "You really need to chill out, dude."

Bunny frowned and his mouth started to twitch. Then he did the unexpected. He laughed.

"Snowball fight!" Jack declared. The kids around them cheered and started throwing each other snowballs, and Bunny couldn't help it—probably from Jack's magic—but joined in the fight.

Jack laughed as he dodged a snowball from Bunny. He honestly enjoyed annoying the Easter spirit, and Jack didn't regret trying to engage him. Bunny had been busy with Easter ever since Jack became a Guardian, and Bunny had been working so hard even though it had been a month since Easter. So Jack had pulled pranks, and tried to get his attention—almost the same thing when he was alone for three centuries—and Bunny had been more grumpy than usual.

"Heads up, Cottontail!"

"You can't get me, Frostbite!"

"Is that challenge I hear?"

Bunny smirked. "You don't say?"

Author's Note: Reviews? I promise we'll get to the exciting part soon. I just have to do an introduction first before we get to the exciting thing. And, yeah, I also had to develop slowly the relationship between with Bunny and Jack. They are still wary and had not moved on...much. To each other. It would take a while. So, yeah, like I said, it will focus on Bunny and Jack.