I don't own ROTG. I never have, and never will. If I did, I won't be worried in the least about a college fund.

Thank you TheGodlessAngelOfDarkness, Katyuana, and Silver-09 for reviewing.

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The Guardians immediately (after breakfast) storm Pitch's lair. When they go inside, everyone's jaw hit the floor. Is it possible for this place to get bigger?! Bunny recovers first, and asks Tooth if she smells anything.* She just sort of blinks, and asks what Pitch is supposed to smell like. Bunnymund bangs his head into a nearby wall. The woman can't even use her nose! The ex-Pooka doesn't know whether to cry or laugh. He conciders crying about it later, after they've beaten Pitch . . . preferably into a coma.

Bunny mumbles something like 'forget it', and trots off in a random direction. The other Guardians split up into (relative) pairs, hoping to cover more ground. Jack runs after Bunny, Tooth takes Sandy, and North goes off on his own.

Yeah, I know. Splitting up is usually the worst thing you can do in this situation, especially in slasher films. But 1: It ain't a slasher, and 2: Pitch is pretty much powerless (as far as we know) at the moment. (Except for the whole transformation thing.) This is otherwise a pretty smart idea.

After about an hour of looking around, Jack tries to fill the conversational gap. Unfortunately, Frosty isn't too swift when it comes to these things. All she can think of is 'how's it feel to be human', and 'what do you want to do for Easter?' Both of which would earn her a punch in the nose and the silent treatment for the rest of the year. She does the wise thing (for once), and keeps her trap shut.

Surprisingly enough, Bunnymund is the one who starts talking.

"So, Frostbite . . . eh, how's Jamie doing?"

"Fine, Fine."

"Sophie?"

"Good."

This is not what Bunny was hoping for. He thought Frostbite would have taken the hint by now and starting blathering about the annual snowfall in Canada, (or something along those lines, anyways.) The Winter Spirit is as silent as death . . . great, he just thought the d-word. Now he's going to have grim reapers and fearlings nagging in the back of his mind. Just what he needs in a huge, black, dark, cage filled, underground . . . expanse. There's no other word for this place. It just goes on forever.

Bunnymund is pretty good with underground chasms, but this is different. This is a place of evil. Even with this lousy, good for nothing, ridiculous excuse for a nose, he can smell it. Fear. It's not far, either. He can feel a grimy taste in his mouth. He remembers this from his desert deliveries. It usually means the approach of a sand storm, a BIG sand storm.

. . .

Pitch cackles. So they dare to enter his lair, do they? Then they have the gaul to split up, even in their conditions? This is laughable, and too good to miss. With that miserable ''Pooka'' turned human, his job has gotten so much easier. Now his only problem is that little pest, Jack Frost. No, excuse him, he ment Jacklyn Frost, HA! The boogeyman gathers his remaining sand, ready for a fight.

. . .

Jack looks hesitantly at Bunnymund. The Guardian of Hope nods slightly, signaling that Pitch is coming. Frosty charges her staff, nervous about fighting in this new form. She's just a girl, right? Pitch didn't change anything else? Bunny lost his speed and some of his stamina, Tooth can't fly, let alone use telepathy, Sandy can hardly move as a lamp, and North . . .? The Winter Spirit is suddenly not feeling so sure of herself. She tries to shake it off, but the feeling keeps on nagging her.

'It's just that Pitch is coming, this is stupid, irrational. I can fly, can't I? I've been making snow the past few days, thet's solid proof. Solid . . . Tiny snowflakes I can make. But can I still freeze things? Make huge chunks of ice? What if I can't? I won't win this fight, that's what. Most of all, the pond won't frezee over, someone'll eventually drown. Maybe even Jamie, because he thinks he can trust me-'

Jack is awakend from her worries by Bunnymmund.

"Don't worry kiddo, you're fine. Everyone else is too, and they're going to stay that way. We're going to make it out of here. Don't go down that path. Pitch is just messing with you, and this place probably is too." The ex-Pooka doesn't say this reassuringly, he states it as a fact. He belives every word, and plans on winning this fight.

Jack is about to thank him, when she spots a huge tornado of sand. No time for thanks now, she'll get Bunny a couple of carrots after this.

. . .

In case you don't remember, she was turned into a Pooka, while Bunny is Human.*