Chapter Four. JackBunny readers... I love you and your reviews. *BOWS*

1.) I own nothing to do with Rise Of The Guardians.

2.) Mature Rating: Yaoi, abuse, language, & Possible Rape.

3.) PLOT: Jack takes a tumble and Bunnymund is left to take responsibility. Jack can't seem to remember anything about himself, but the way he feels for the hare shines bright. In the darkness lives a forgotten soul that will take innocence for its own.

The Snowy Rabbit

It. Was. Freezing. We were outside playing in the snow. Jack was running around and staring at everything with a sense of 'wonder' that North just adored. I watched as Tooth and Sandy were helping Jack build a snowman. I was on the deck behind the workshop. A large green winter coat was snuggled around my furry body. I was shaking even with the jacket. Rabbits did not do cold. I sighed and turned my gaze back to the snowmen makers when I came face to face with the spirit of winter himself.

I let out a startled yell and hooped back a good three feet. Jack simple giggled and brought his left hand to his mouth in a small attempt to hide his laughter. I narrowed my eyes at the boy. "Don't be sneaking up on a Pooka mate. I could of taken ya head off!" North's laughter roared loudly. "Says the hare that screamed like little kit." Now the others were chuckling at me. My ears fall back in embarrassment.

"Bunny." I turned to see the boy looking at me intently and I swear I could feel my stomach knotting up. "Uh..yeah mate?" It was strange how quiet the boy had gotten after he lost his memories. He was like Sandy. Almost, if it wasn't for his little giggles and the occasions in which he would say our names to get our attention.

He smiled triumphantly as I addressed him. Like he had accomplished some goal by getting my attention. He pointed to the snowman ad smiled back at me. I simply raised a brow and smirked at the boy. "Hm? What's that? I thought you needed something." The youngest Guardian turned back to me and pouted and pointed to the snowman again and reached a hand out to me.

I was chuckling now. "Gotta use your words mate." His hand dropped and he stared at me. Jack could talk, but after watching Sandy for a bit he began following the mute alien's ways and barely spoke now. It had been a week since he woke up. Sandy encouraged him to talk, but the boy was stubborn. When he did talk, though, it came out in broken sentences from time to time. Occasionally he could speak sentences perfectly, but other times they were too broken and he would just use gestures.

"Bunny snow." Tooth giggled. She adored hearing Jack talk this way. She felt bad about his memories, but Jack's behavior was just too 'cute.' I shot her a soft glare. We had decided not to encourage this speaking habit. I heard a loud sigh before I was toppled to the snow covered ground.

"Buuuuuuuuunnnnnnyyyy make snnnoooooww!" I stared at the pale winter spirit snuggled on my chest wearing a large pout. I chuckled. Jack began clingy to me once more. Part of loved having Jack so close to me, while another part wanted to tie the whiny little brat to a chair and hide. I mean I enjoyed spending time with the kid, but if you honestly thought Jack before he lost his memories was bad, then you were GREATLY mistaken.

I gently pushed the younger Guardian off and got to my feet. "Alright Frostbite, alright. Lets go make snow." I held my hand out to the boy, but instead of simply taken my paw, Jack snuggled around my arm.

It was about ten pm now. We sat beside the fireplace drinking coco or eggnog. Tooth was surprising snuggled closely with North on the couch opposite the one Jack and I were occupying. Sandy had left hours ago to start his nightly duties to the children.

"Bunny?" I looked up to Tooth. "I think we should put Jack to bed." She giggled softly as she smiled at us. Jack was curled against my side just like he had been a little over a week ago when he thought he was just five. "Yeah I'll take him."

I thumped twice and opened a tunnel to the Warren. I picked up the slumbering spirit and was about to hop down the tunnel when Tooth stopped me. "You're taking him to the Warren?" I froze for a moment. I hadn't actually taken Jack back to the Warren since his nightmare or seizure or whatever it was.

"Well y'all said we should take the boy to places he spends a lot of time at right? Well the over-sized ankle bitta has always caused trouble at the Warren. More so than any other place. Might help jog his memories." I smirked at the two before I hopped down the tunnel.

"Besides...y'all look like ya want some alone time." Their faces flush a bright red before they disappear from my view.

Sorry for the long wait and short chapter... I'm a little brain clogged on my stories, but I'm trying! Next chapter I wanna work on JackRabbits growing relations and what exactly did Pitch do to Jack? why?

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