"Come on then! Hit it harder!" Aster growled to Phil banging his shoulder against the solid wooden door. They had heard noises from inside, a crying out from Toothy and a grunt from North. They could be in danger for all they knew but the damned door was locked!
'Damn it all! Pitch better not be in there!' "Toothy! We're coming, Sheila!" he called out through the door as with a final thrust of the yeti's shoulder against the solid oak door it finally gave way. Sandy and himself leaped through the opening with Phil coming in after they all looked around for Pitch before Phil gasped and Aster heard hands slap over the yeti's eyes. Phil's own he assumed. Looking towards the bed to ask what the bloody hell was wrong when he noticed it. North naked. Tooth flushed brightly with her feathers ruffled as she laid on her belly there against the mattress.
'Crikey.. they were...' Eyes widening, he felt a blush come to his cheeks as North stood up, jerking his pants up into place while with his other hand covering up Tooth's naked body. Aster's eyes were frozen on Tooth's frame unable to look towards North. Even with Sandy pulling on his elbow, he couldn't muster himself to look away from the now hidden Tooth. No way would the sheila allow this to happen to her while she was injured in such a way. With the thought stuck in his head, his green eyes turned towards North with a glare.
"What the bloody hell is going on, Mate!? She's injured!" Stepping forward, he growled low in his throat, the sound echoing within the room as he pressed a big furry paw against north's chest and shoved him.
"This is taking it too bloody far!" North looked shocked at Bunny's actions but he stood his place and patted Bunny's cheek.
"Calm down, Bunny. Tooth said it was okay. now... let's give her some rest." and he strolled past Phil, Sandy, and Aster to get back to work for Christmas. Aster just stared after him before turning to look at the now shocked sheila on the bed. Tooth was pulling the covers up to her neck avoiding his eyes and even flinched as Aster moved and grabbed the blanket from the foot of her bed and gently tugged them up.
"Rest..." His words were soft and filled with a secret pain before he straightened and moved out. "Come on, blokes...Nothing to see here." And he left. Sandy stayed behind even as Phil left and he offered some dream sand to the fairy there snuggled down into bed. Once she nodded, he sprinkled some softly over her eyes, putting her to sleep before he floated out, shut the door behind his frame. Aster however was gone. He had instantly opened a tunnel once he had left Tooth's room and darted down through the tunnels towards The Warren.
'How could she do THAT with that great Ox! Bloody hell sheila! Why!?' It troubled him. He went every year giving her a basket he worked hard on filled with mint sugar free eggs, he made specially for her. Small trinkets for the fairies to share and other little gizmo's the children loved to get and what does North do for her?! This last Christmas no one had though to get her gifts. He had finally given her a small plush toy of a bunny to snuggle up with at night when she got the time to rest. Someone to keep her wishes and thoughts secret. North had given her a silver necklace. Something cold and metallic to wear instead of something soft and cuddly.
Aster just couldn't wrap his head around it. He had feelings for Tooth... something they had gone over together and tried out for a while. They hadn't ever slept together though. Something about not knowing enough about Pookas and offspring...
He shook his head swiftly as his paws carried him through the tunnels and out into the Warren's main system. Standing up to his full six feet and some inches height, he brushed his forepaws down along his grey fur as his head shook. He didn't have time for such nonsense, Easter was right around the bloody corner and he had to have all the eggs and paints done along with the candies. Looking out to the west where he had his candy shack hidden there in the always shady area of the cliffs above, he moved off in that direction watching the egglets run around and scurry about while the ever silent egg warriors watched over them all.
His mind just had to take him back to that day back when he had fed Toothy sugar. it was after Easter...a hundred years after he had been brought into the folds of being a Guardian. it was light,with a soft breeze running through the sweet grass that grew all along the Warren. The air was just right and he had been soaking up the sun there on the hill near the paint rivers, the same that North's elf fell into last year, when a green colored feather ball shot from the sky gabbering a mile a minute about teeth! TEETH! Aster had never heard someone talk so crazily about teeth before except.. Toothiana, Queen of the tooth fairies. She was the one who stocked his bathroom full of teeth products to keep his buckteeth nice and white.. which he actually used to make her happy. Sitting up, Aster watched the flying woman dart around taking in everything. The sights, the scents, and the river of swirling paints to help him color his eggs.
"Oi! Tooth... Down 'ere with yourself!" he called to the darting woman until she got close enough to nearly knock into him. Reaching out, he had grasped her shoulders to try to hold the fairy still long enough to see what she was carrying around with her. Egglets... She had captured egglets and they were snuggling into her bust like little chicken eggs to a mother.
"Oi, sheila.. don't be growing attached to them now. They have to be painted for Easter." Dropping his hands, he crossed them over his chest looking at the big purple eyed woman there in front of him. Even as she looked up at him all soft and trembling.
"But but but but, they're so cute and cuddly and they like me look at them, Aster! Please please please please!" She begged up at him. her mauve optics staring at the frowning face of the biggest bunny she had ever seen. When he first started he had been the cutest little cuddle buddy ever. She had been able to pick him up and snuggle him against her as she worked but as more children had begun to believe in him, he had grown taller and more muscular.
"No, Toothy.. Now put them down and tell me why a little sheila like you is fluttering about my Warren and not dealing with the ankle biters world wide, instead." Head cocked to the right, his large hind foot tapped softly against the Earth as he watched her hover there in front of him with her arms nice and full of the little egglets he still had yet to paint. The breeze fluttered her feathers as they ruffled up somewhat as he watched her try to explain herself and why she was bothering him so close to Easter.
"Well... I uh.. Well.. the girls have it covered! They go out into the field now and I just give them directions which I can do from right here!~ So Please can I stay and help you!?~ I've never painted eggs before. not even ones that move!~"
He slowly released a sigh as a smile came over his features. His emerald green eyes softening to a bit while he moved his right forepaw through his fur there between his ears before looking back at Tooth whom was staring up at him with wide mauve colored eyes that seemed to be beseeching him.
"Oh bloody hell... Alright, Alright! You can help me paint a couple egglets. Then you have to go home and back to your mini sheilas...Deal?"
"Deal! Oh my goodness! where should I sit? Can I sit here!? Oh! How about over there! maybe there on the rock? No! But the stream! Do you have a paintbrush i can use?"
His eyes went wide as he watched her dart back and forth so swiftly that it was hard to keep track of her until she spun and bumped into his frame allowing him to catch her and hold her still even with her wings beating swiftly above his arms.
"Whoa there, Sheila. maybe you should set your feet on the ground and calm down before trying to paint some eggs." Slowly trying to touch the fairy's feet to the ground, she kept jerking about in his hold and those little egglets were pressed pretty tightly against his chest.
"Blood hell, Tooth! CALM! or no egg painting for you, Sheila! Not... for two hundred years." He released her then, and crossed his arms over his chest staying at the woman there hovering in front of him.
"but... but but but but but but... that isn't fair at all, Aster!" She looked to the ground and slowly lowered her feet. She hadn't stayed on solid ground for any period of time since her parents... Coughing, she shook her head from that thought pattern and soon stood there, wings twitching as she stayed...well.. up at the tall pooka.
"better?"
"Much. Now come on Sheila.. you can walk can't ya?" He grinned to the feathered female that he was walking away from. Hearing soft but small foot steps behind him, he was forcing her to take things a bit slower than what she seemed to be okay with. Grinning to himself, he listened to the soft sounds the sheila was making, his ears twitching in her direction every time she made one.
"Ouch! Rock... why do I have to walk... oh wow the grass smells wonderful here... maybe i should see if aster can give me some to keep... it smells so good.~" She muttered to herself until they reached a table with brushes and paint decorating the top. Aster was already settling down into a seat there to the right so she settled to the left and placed the egglets upon the table top between them.
"So... show me what to do..." She stated as calmly as she could. she wanted to just jump in and hurry this along so that she could get back to flying around.
"You merely have to picture something and paint it onto the shell. it isn't all that difficult." Picking up a fine brush, he placed it on the table for the Fairy to get a hold of, before he picked up a more medium sized paint brush to paint the base color. Fingers holding the egglet in place, he watched the adorable creature allow him to hold it and dipped his paintbrush into the emerald green paint first. Slow and steady strokes left him as he began to design this egglet after the Queen there sitting across from him. Why not? it would be a wonderful thing for the children to find with the golds, green, and blues that Tooth possessed within her head dress. Eyes flickering up to check on Tooth's work, he blinked and gave a slow smile. She was sitting still and staring at the egg she held in her hands. She was going so slow, that when he blinked she seemed to be in the same spot. Chuckling low in his throat, he went back to his egglet and was soon done with the base coat and the black outlines of her feathers.
This went on for a good few hours. Aster getting a small back cramp, but he hated to give up on his paintings so easily for a simple cramp, so he stretched out for a few seconds letting the muscles loosen then went back. he didn't even notice Tooth that tooth was doing a more decorated egg than he had imagined. By the time he was done with Tooth's egg, he looked up to find her face covered in streaks of paint from where she brushed sweat from her face it seemed and with a brightly colored eggs with rabbits all around the middle of the egglet on a grass green background.
"Wow... You have a knack for things, eh Toothy?" A half smile graced his face as he put his egg to the side and looked to her add some silver paint for a border around the rabbits.
"Mhm!~ They're Pooka's like you... I can't really do the markings though.. so they look like bunnies.." She muttered as she kept on painting until she was fully done and set the egglet aside who stood upon his legs and kept still for him to dry off just like the feathered egg was doing nearby. Aster smiled and grinned to the proud looking woman unable to help thinking how she was just perfect at this moment covered in paint with a big white toothed smile on her face.
Snapping back to reality, he was leaning his forehead against the candy shacks door and he shivered. Damn his heart was hurting... his mind filling up with good times with Toothy and now North... has sneaked in and stolen his sheila from him! Right hand curling into a fist, he banged it roughly there against the door frame before he opened it up and got to work on making chocolate covered mint eggs... Tooth's favorite... for Easter Sunday.
