Heeeyyy mates! Jup, already another part of the story! jup, they are short, but hey, leaves more room for imagination! Sorry, if I don't get the accents right, I' ll write them as good as I can. Enjoy and SMILE!
Chapter 1: The Beginning of a Revenge
"He's late. Again!" Bunnymund huffed in annoyance. The four older guardians sat in North's cozy sitting room in front of the chimney in big plushy armchairs for their monthly meeting. Since their win over Pitch four years ago they had held one every twentieth of the month and Jack had been late every single time. Not that he had been irresponsible in his other duties Jack was more responsible since his guardian vows than ever in both of his lifes; he usually just was way too busy to be in time.
Plus it annoyed the Easter Bunny to no end if he was late.
"I'll go check on him. It's January. He probably has overworked himself again and has overslept because of the exhaustion, the poor boy!" Tooth volunteered and left with Baby Tooth and several other mini fairies in her tow.
"Right. That'll probably take hours to find that gumby! I'll be back at noon, mates, just makin' sure this wanderin' mess isn' freezin' over me Warren again…" Bunny groaned and left through his tunnel.
North and Sandy shrugged and silently raised their glasses of eggnog to each other; without a word they had agreed to wait comfortably until the other would return. Sandy could spread his dream sand from the pole and North had more than ten months left until the next Christmas. Since Jack had joined them he had taught them to enjoy their lifes more even if he was taking his job very serious. Still he was the Guardian of Fun, spreading fun was his duty.
When Tooth and her fairies reached Burgess they were greeted by a fierce snow storm, which worried them. Usually Jack would make sure that snow would fall rather gently upon his hometown. Wind swirled violently around them, but seemed to speed them up as they flew towards the small pond Jack used as home base, as if the wind wanted to bring them there faster. Tooth frowned at the sight of swirls of black sand emerging from their destination and altered her speed despite already being breakneck another notch.
A cry of terror escaped her lips, as they finally arrived. Everywhere laid frozen Nightmares, black dream sand and icicles around the pond, but no sign of any living person. She sent her fairies in different directions and scouted herself through the maze the battle remnants had created. Unsurprisingly it was Baby Tooth who gave a sharp whistle to alert her mother of a trove.
In mere seconds the Toothfairy joined her and saw Baby Tooth and her sisters worriedly whiz around a barely awake Jack Frost who leaned heavy onto his staff, forcing his eyes to open and his lips to grin lopsidedly.
"Hey, Tooth, 's not safe here…" he mumbled, than he passed out. Before he could hit the floor she gathered him in her arms. Without a second thought she flew him back to the pole. The others surely could help, and they needed to know that their enemy seemed to have returned.