A/N: Sorry for the delay on this chapter. School's been kicking my ass (namely Spanish and Math), so I haven't had time to work on it. Also, I decided that instead of posting the next chapter as a different story, I'm just going to boot this story up to M. I decided this after reviewing the story outline and realizing that it was to strong to just be T. Sorry if you don't like it, but hey, you can always just skip chapter 4 when it comes out.
The original story idea belongs to Russell Scottie!
Warning: Mentions of sex, mpreg, language, M/M, JackRabbit paring (JackXBunnymund),
The next day, Jack woke up at the crack of dawn. He knew Bunnymund had already left to bring Easter to the world (he always left when the clock struck midnight in Australia), but that didn't stop the snow spirit from heading to the Warren anyway. It was a habit of sorts. Whenever the pair had a fight and didn't solve it by that night, Jack would head to the Warren the next day and play some kind of prank on the rabbit while he was sleeping. So far he had frozen the dirt floor of Bunnymund's home into solid ice (which had melted and turned into mud), created a winter wonderland outside of the rabbit's home, and somehow managed to dye Bunny's fur bright pink while the pooka was sleeping (don't ask).
It was an ice-breaker for them. Jack would get a kick out of watching his boyfriend have a meltdown about the prank before the pooka would run at him, promising death if he caught the younger guardian. It wasn't hard for Jack to evade Bunnymund's grasp. All he had to do was float just outside of the rabbit's jumping range and keep an eye out for any boomerangs or exploding eggs that might be tossed in his general direction. The game would go on for up to an hour before Jack would let Bunnymund catch him and the pair would spend a few minutes wrestling about on the ground. Eventually, they would get tired and curl up in the grass to rest. After a while, Bunnymund would gently punch Jack in the arm and call him an "annoying little bugger". By then, any resentment the two had against each had faded and they would spend the rest of the day cleaning Jack's latest prank up and snuggling.
A smile tugged at Jack's lips as he thought about what he would do this time. Oh what a surprise Bunnymund would be in for when he got home. The winter spirit's eyes sparkled mischievously as he slowly drifted down, landing gently on a tree branch. He sat still for a moment, listening for any sign of life. Other than the faint whisper of wind and the sound of Bunnymund's egglet friends running around, it was silent. Perfect.
Jack jumped down onto a lower branch, bracing himself against the tree trunk and began surveying the land. Hmm, what kind of havoc would he wreak today? He could always freeze the water pipes. Nah, yesterday's little disagreement hadn't been that bad. What about freezing the ground so he couldn't get out? Nope, still to harsh. Plus, Bunny would probably just keep digging holes until he found a spot where the ground was thawed.
Ugh, why was it suddenly so hard to come up prank ideas? Or at least a prank that wouldn't get him killed or piss Bunnymund off even more. With a huff, the winter spirit slumped back against the tree. Blizzard? Nope, been done. String Christmas lights all over the place? Eh, not really prank. Might piss the rabbit off, but it wasn't really what Jack was going for. Set fire to the egglets? Hmm, that was an option. Jack liked setting things on fire. Especially North's elves. Granted, they were in the middle of a forest, so that might (literally) backfire. Wait, the egglets...
A cruel smile replaced Jack's frown. He hopped up and looked around. An egglet darted by, some kind of flower perched on its head. Jack pointed his staff at the little egg and a blast of ice hit it, freezing it mid-stride. Jack laughed loudly and clapped his hands. Oh yeah, this was going to fun.
~Time Skip~
When Bunnymund arrived home that night, the only thing on his mind was the thought of a hot shower and a warm bed. However, he quickly realized that wouldn't be the case. As soon as he hopped out of his hole, he knew something was wrong. Usually, all the egglets would come running to him, asking him how Easter had went and begging him for stories. The little buggers could be annoying at times, but they were cute and he could never say no to them.
Instead of being greeted by overly affectionate eggs though, the rabbit arrived home to silence. Bunnymund braced himself, waiting for the moment when the egglets would come rushing out of various rooms to greet him. But still, nothing. Slowly, the rabbit made his way up and out of his underground home. It had become a habit for him to enter his warren through a room in his 'house'. It was much safer, considering the amount of times he'd come home to find the ground frozen solid by Jack.
Speaking of Jack, where was he? Usually the little bugger would follow him around on Easter, tossing snowballs at him and the kids from a safe distance. Bunnymund frowned. He hoped Jack wasn't mad about yesterday. Maybe he'd just gotten the hint and had decided to do the smart thing and leave Bunny alone for a while. Still...
Bunnymund shook his head. Of course Jack wasn't mad at him. The wanker might be hard-headed but he wasn't stupid. Feeling a bit reassured, the rabbit opened the door and stepped out. Immediately, he was greeted by a strong chill. The fur on the back of his neck stood up as he glanced around wildly. Suddenly, he spotted the source of the silence. His egglets had been frozen solid. All of them.
Slowly, the rabbit knelt down and picked up the nearest one, a little red and orange striped one, and gently rubbed it. The ice cracked and melted away, leaving the poor egg shivering and kicking its little feet in a running motion.
"Hey, hey there. It's alright. What happened?" It was a stupid question, and one that Bunnymund already knew the answer to.
"Jack Frost, sir."
The rabbit growled lowly. So Jack wanted to play a game, did he? "Alright, I need ya' to get some hot water and start melting the others, alright?" The egglet made a small noise to show it understood. "Good. I'm going to go find that wanker."
He sat the egglet down and stood up. He watched it run off while he contemplated his options. There was no way he could just go looking for Jack right now. The thing with Jack was that if he didn't want to be found, he wouldn't be. He could literally be anywhere in the world by now and Bunnymund didn't have the energy to go searching for him. His only other options where to lure him in with food or try to more direct approach. And considering his didn't have to time or energy to go to North's place and steal some cookies, it looked like the direct approach was his only option.
"Jack! Get your bloody arse down here now!"
A cold wind brushed past him as the younger guardian drifted down from his perch in a tree. "Oh? But I thought you didn't want me here," he pouted. "Isn't that what you said yesterday?"
Bloody hell, he's still mad about that? "I don't care about what I said yesterday! Whatever I said did not give you a free pass to freeze my egglets!" The rabbit snapped, jumping towards the boy.
"Ah ah ah," Jack smirked and wiggled his finger at him. "No touchy." He floated back up to the top of the tree.
Bunnymund narrowed his eyes and yelled, "Get down here and defrost my egglets! I'm serious Jack! Stop laughing at me and get down here!"
The winter spirit continued to laugh. "Ha! You should see your face right now! I-it's so hilarious!" He gripped his stomach and leaned back slightly. "Oh man! If you were a human, you would be so red right now!"
For a moment, Jack forgot he was on the top of a tree. He quickly remembered though when the branch he was sitting on suddenly disappeared and he was free-falling through the air. With a startled cry, he grabbed his staff and willed the air to slow his fall. Jack landed slightly less gracefully than normal, his smile never leaving his face.
"What's the matter, Bunny? You look mad."
Something inside the rabbit snapped. He lunged forward with a furious cry. Jack smirked and jumped up in the air. "Gonna' have to do better than that if you want to catch me!" He taunted, watching Bunnymund land and swat desperately at him.
"Jack, I sware to the moon, when I catch you I'll-"
"You'll do what?" The spirit floated around his boyfriend's head, just out of reach. "Face it Bunny, you could never do anything to me. You love me to much." He blew a kiss in the rabbit's direction, please when he saw the other male's ears flatten against his head. Either he had just pissed him off ten-fold or he was embarrassed. Probably both.
Bunnymund huffed softly. It was true; he could never hurt the younger guardian, even though he really wanted to sometimes. Still, it didn't hurt to threaten him a little.
"Jack," he warned. "This is your last chance. Get down here and defrost my egglets now, or I'll come up there and whip your arse from here to the moon!"
Jack hummed softly and twirled around. "Mmm, kinky," he purred. "Come on now Bunny, you know I don't follow orders very well. If you want me to come down, then your going to have to make me." He stuck his tongue out before darting off into the woods.
Bunnymund growled and chased after him, making sure not to step on any frozen egglets along the way. He ignored the aching of his muscles and the sharp pains in his paws as he followed the icy guardian deeper and deeper into the woods. Jack stayed one step ahead of him at all times, never slowing or faltering, even faced with an obstetrical. Meanwhile, Bunnymund was slowing down. His legs and paws hurt and he was slowly falling behind the younger guardian.
It wasn't long before they came to a clearing. Realizing that this was his only chance to catch the smaller male, Bunnymund used the last of strength to leap forward and pluck Jack out of the sky. They landed heavily on their sides, somehow twisting so that Jack was straddling the rabbit's waist. The boy flushed slightly and struggled to pull away, not wanting his game to be over so soon. Bunnymund wouldn't have that though, and flipped them over so he was pinning the guardian of fun down.
Jack pouted and whined, "Aww, you're no fun, Bunny. The game's only just begun and you're already ending it."
"You're damn lucky I'm to tired to beat the shit out of ya' for this," the rabbit panted. It was all he could do to keep himself from collapsing on top of Jack.
The smaller guardian flinched. Bunnymund never used foul language (pissed, wanker, and bloody not included) unless he was in pain or extremely pissed off. Even then, such language was still rare.
With a nervous laugh, he asked, "Am I in trouble?"
The rabbit narrowed his eyes. "Jack, are ya' really that stupid? You just froze my egglets and refused to help me defrost them-"
"The prank's no fun without the chase."
"Shut up! Yes! You are in trouble! in fact," the rabbit's eyes narrowed slightly. "I'm going to tell North about this."
Jack paled slightly. "You wouldn't dare." Ever since he had become a guardian, Jack had been staying at North's place, having basically been adopted by the Russian. There were few rules and Jack came and went as he pleased. The only problem was that Jack loved to prank people and cause mischief where ever he went, much to the older guardian's chagrin. More than once, Jack had taken the pranks to far and had wound up bent over North's knee. He had a feeling that if North found out about this, he would be feeling the sting of the older man's belt far to soon.
A smirk crossed the pooka's face. "Try me," he hissed in Jack's ear.
Thinking quickly, Jack pulled his arms free and grabbed the soft fur around the pooka's neck before crushing their lips together. His plan was simple: distract Bunnymund so he could escape, return to the rabbit's home to clean up mess he had made, and leave before Bunny got home. Hopefully, the rabbit wouldn't be to mad at him for running off and wouldn't tell North. Jack only feared a few things, a livid North being one of them.
Bunnymund grunted and struggled to pull back. He knew Jack was just trying to distract him and wasn't about to fall for the charade. Sensing the rabbit's displeasure, Jack untangled a hand from the pooka's fur and gently reached up to scratch the area behind Bunnymund's ears. Tooth had recently told him that the spot was sensitive and would instantly relax the rabbit if scratched.
Jack felt Bunnymund tense slightly before relaxing and moaning softly. Slowly, the rabbit began to respond to the kiss, lightly licking at Jack's cold lower lip. The younger guardian moaned at the feeling, parting his lips slightly and easing his tongue to meet his partner's. Both guardians gasped as their tongues brushed slightly. No matter how many times they made out, neither could get enough of the feeling.
Bunnymund felt his anger begin to fade. He could never stay mad at the smaller male for very long, no matter how much Jack had pissed him off. He began to question his early accusation that Jack was only doing this to get out of trouble. Perhaps he was asking for forgiveness in his own little way. Jack always had weird ways of expressing his feelings, so Bunnymund wouldn't be surprised if he was right.
As the pair grew bolder, the kiss grew hotter and more sensual. Soon, Jack was arching his back and tugging at the rabbit's fur, silently asking permision to go further. Believe it or not, they had slept together once or twice before. Jack knew Bunnymund had a weakness for fur tugging and would often use it to his advantage.
Something stirred in the rabbit's stomach, making him groan and break the kiss. "Not tonight Jack," he said gently. As much as he wanted to continue, he knew his breeding season was coming up in a few days and the last thing he wanted to do was risk taking things to far with his lover.
"Aww," Jack whined. "Why? No one's going to see us. We're all alone." A playful smile crossed his face. "Plus, it's not we have so place to go. Come on Aster, let's have some fun."
"No Jack," Bunnymund repeated sternly. "I'm tired." It wasn't a complete lie. Bunnymund was tired. In fact, he felt like he could pass out any second now. "And I still need to finish cleaning up your little mess," he added with a glare.
Jack chuckled nervously. "You're not mad about that, right?"
With a heavy sigh, the rabbit growled, "I'm not going to tell North on ya' if that's what ya' mean."
Jack smiled and leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on the other male's cheek. "Thanks Bunny. I'm sorry about that by the way. I just wanted to distract you from what happened yesterday, you know?"
Bunnymund smiled and returned the kiss. "I know. I forgive ya'. Just don't do it again, or I will tell North."
"Trust me, I won't. I didn't think you'd freak out that much though. Kind of thought it would be about the same as when I froze your floor," the winter spirit laughed. "Didn't think it would be worse than when I set North's elves on fire."
The pooka chuckled. "Still can't believe North didn't kill ya' for that."
"He thought it was funny, unlike you," the boy teased. "You're such a sore thumb sometimes, you know? You need to learn how to let loose and have some fun!"
"One of us has to be level-headed," Bunnymund defended. "And it's obviously not going to be you, North, or Tooth, and Sandy's asleep half the time, so that leaves me."
"I know," Jack murmured. "I kind of like it, actually. Who knows where we would be if it wasn't for you?" He brushed his lips over the rabbit's nose, smiling when it twitched cutely. The younger guardian yawned loudly.
"Ready to admit that's its late?"
"Hm, I guess so." After another yawn, Jack added, "Can I stay with you tonight?"
Bunnymund frowned. "Sorry Jack, not tonight. I have somethings I need to do tomorrow." That was a lie. The only thing he had to do tomorrow was get some heavy-duty sleep sand from Sandy and make sure the egglets had placed protective spells over the warren. The last thing he wanted was Pitch attacking him while he was sleeping through his breeding season.
Jack pouted and asked, "The next night?"
"Sorry Jackie, but I'm booked until next Wednesday." It was all Bunnymund could do not to give into to the kicked puppy look Jack shot him. Fortunately, hanging around Tooth (the master of puppy dog eyes) had its advantages and he managed to ignore it. "Jack, no. You know I'd love it if you stayed here, but you can't."
After a moment, Jack huffed and looked down. "Fine. But promise me you'll tell me why later?"
"Promise," the rabbit chuckled, giving Jack a gentle kiss.
"Hm, you'd better," the winter spirit murmured into the kiss. "You'll be in trouble if you don't." He tugged on one of the rabbit's long ears for emphasis.
Wincing slightly, Bunnymund laughed and said, "No need for threats now, Jackie. I'll tell ya' next weekend, alright?"
"I guess that works," he huffed, untangling himself from the older male. It was still obvious that he wasn't happy about the arrangement, but wasn't going to press it further. Jack stood up and brushed himself off. He held out a hand to Bunnymund and helped the pooka up.
Grunting a small, "Thanks," Bunny tossed Jack his staff. "Here, ya' should probably be getting back to North's place before he starts getting worried."
Rolling his eyes, Jack said, "I come and go as I please, Bunny. The old man would only be worried if I stayed gone for two or three days without telling him."
"Still, it's getting late. The last thing I want is for you to get ambushed by Pitch or one of his minions on your way back."
"I'll be fine!" The winter spirit huffed. Although he pretended to be annoyed by the content attention and worrying he received from the older guardian, in reality, he made him happy to know someone cared enough about him to bother to make sure he was alright. "You act like I'm a little kid or something!"
A smile crossed Bunnymund's face. He playfully ruffled the teen's hair. "Ya' kind of are a child," he teased, pecking his lover on the cheek. "Now get out of here," he growled, giving Jack a gentle swat on the butt.
Jack squeaked and stumbled forward. After one last goodbye kiss, he hopped into the air and started back to the North Pole. Bunnymund watched Jack until he was out of sight. With a groan, he turned around and realized just how far they had gone. Sighing, the rabbit began the trek back to his burrow. It was going to be a long night.