Toothiana
"You can't seriously believe him," Jack frowned, looking down at me from his staff.
"He's a nutcase," Bunny added, "He'd say anything to get us to let him go."
"It seemed like he was telling the truth," I shrugged, impatiently. "I don't think he has a plan. I mean, he did say he'd only gotten out a few hours ago."
"Lies," North bellowed, waving a yeti off.
"He's manipulative," Jack noted, shortly, "He has a plan but he won't tell us."
"Maybe we should make him tell us," Bunnymund offered, twirling his boomerangs, skilfully.
"Bunny, no," I snapped, "We do that and we'll be as bad as him. We'll wait for Manny's orders." I decided, assertively.
He scrunched up his nose, pushing himself off of the wall and began towards me, "Why do you care so much about him? He attacked your fairies. The children almost stopped believing in you completely. Because of him." He snapped, his accent growing stronger, "So why protect him?"
I flapped my wings, flying straight at him, stopping with my face inches from his, "He is family, Bunnymund. If I stand for one thing, it is family. So I won't let you go in there and force him to tell you something that he might not even know." I growled, making him sink back, uncertainly. I flew back to North's side and crossed my arms, "We wait for Manny."
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I floated around the globe, quickly rattling off cities, whilst my fairies flew away, to complete the job. I looked over at my fellow Guardians, who continued their jobs, quietly. Sandman was outside on his sand cloud, creating dreams for the children while, Bunny crouched on the floor, painting an egg, delicately. North was bellowing orders at the yetis in Russian, carving a new toy from ice, skilfully. Jack, however, was simply wandering the workshop, freezing elves and creating new frost designs on the walls, his expression impatient.
"How long is this going to take?" He called, aggravated. "Jamie will be up soon and I promised him a snow day."
Jamie, Jack's first believer, was the last light. He was the only child to believe in us after Pitch's charade. Thanks to him, we were all believed in once more. I continued to rattle off cities as North answered Jack.
"Who knows? Man in moon does what he wants." He explained, blowing on his ice sculpture. "It may be tomorrow that he decides to talk."
"Then can I go?" Jack asked, eagerly. "If Manny says something, just send off your pretty lights again."
"Jack, being a Guardian is more than just creating snow days." I told him, softly, "We have to protect them. If that means, Jamie misses one snow day in the middle of January, so be it."
"Tooth, Jamie is my first believer. Without him, I wouldn't even be a Guardian." Jack countered, flying up to my side, "I can't let him down."
"I'm sure he'll last one day," I shrugged, pointing my last fairy away to San Francisco and turning to Jack. "I know you feel like you owe him but this is important. If Pitch is planning something, it will probably affect Jamie too."
Jack frowned at the thought and shook his head, "Then why won't you let us find out?"
I glared at him, "I have told you all a million times, Jack. He's family." I threw up my arms, exasperatedly. "What would you do if that were Jamie?" I pointed to the room Pitch sat in.
He scowled, gripping his staff, tightly, "That's different."
"How is it? I've known Pitch longer than you've known Jamie. I have more memories of Pitch than you'll ever have of Jamie." I hissed, feeling my anger boil. "So tell me how it's different? Because from my view, it's hard to see how you'd think you care more about Jamie than I do about Pitch."
He stared at me, his eyes searching mine, carefully. He looked away, quickly, before flying down to the others. He muttered something to them, before flying away, out of the workshop. I felt my anger sink away and sighed, sitting on top of the globe, regretfully.
"Tooth?" North called, softly. "Are you alright?"
I shook my head, staring through the window above me. A small ting sounding, close to my ear, making me look down. An ice train flew past me, slowly, golden sand pumping out of the top, with an egg in the back. I stopped it carefully, drawing it closer and picked up the egg, looking at it. A tooth was painted on the side, with fairies circling it. I turned it over to see me, surrounded by a bright light. I smiled, looking down at my friends, who smiled back at me. I pushed myself off of the globe and flew down to them, hugging them tightly.
A bright light behind me, made me pull back and turn to it. Manny shone brightly, his beam striking the carvings, making them open. The Guardian crystal rose, slowly, puzzling us all.
"A new Guardian?" Bunny questioned, as we moved over to it, "We just got one."
The crystal grew brighter before he went black. Pitch Black. I watched, curiously, as the crystal shaped itself into the new Guardian's form. When it had, there was a large collection of gasps.
Bunny shook his head, staring down at the crystal. "This is not good."