Thanks for all the lovely reviews! I'm trying to make the chapters longer so it might take some time for them to be up. Kisses! Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN RISE OF THE GUARDIANS OR ITS CHARACTERS.
"North!" Bunny bellowed as he ran through the great halls. He got to the large doors and threw them open. "North! It's Frostbite, he's having a seizure, come with me!"
"You left him alone?!" North scolded, but ran anyway.
When they got to Jack, his condition had worsened. He bucked and jolted while tears streamed from his glazed-over eyes. Instantly bunny was down on his haunches and cradling the young boy, trying to keep the Winter Spirit from wiggling and trying to keep himself from panicking too bad. North fumbled with a syringe and filled it to the appropriate number. As the medicine was injected, Jack cried out and then flopped limply into Aster's lap.
"Sshh", soothed Bunny as North wiped the foam gently from Jack's lips with a tissue. The boy whimpered and snuggled into the Pooka's fur. He listened to the steady breath and heartbeat of Bunny. It was very soothing and he was so exhausted, but he still ached. So, instead of sleeping, Jack listened to Bunny's gentle whispers and allowed himself to be rocked like a small child.
"I will go back to standing guard", said North, and left to do so.
"Bunny", whimpered Jack. "It hurts…" he buried his head into the downy chest. Bunny nuzzled Jack's forehead and nodded sympathetically.
"I know Frostbite, but we'll get that medicine of yours made up lickitty split, you'll see." The boy nodded numbly. He could barely move, and when he did his entire body was shot with pain. He wished Sandy were here, so he could sleep; but then again, nightmares were now able to overcome the dreamsand. His chest began to hurt awfully and he started to cough again. Again, blood spilled from his mouth and the boy whimpered.
"Shoot", whispered Bunny. He gently laid Jack down on the bed and wet a cloth. He wiped the blue tinted lips, and around his chin before pulling back to observe the boy.
Jack's breathing was shallow. His eyes were again glassy, and there were tears at the edges of his eyes. The Winter Spirit weakly reached out, and instantly Aster took the limp hand in his paw.
"Don't worry Jack", he said, brushing back white strands of hair with his free paw. "You'll be alright; we're gonna take care of ya."
Sanderson Mansnoozie knew his way around in the dark, but that didn't mean he liked it. He'd rather be somewhere were a light was shining. He was very partial to golden street lamps, and silver nightlights, and course the stars and moon. It was also very fortunate that he himself glowed. Right now, though, there was darkness where he couldn't escape it; in his mind.
In other words, Sandy was frightened. Outer space wasn't all that scary in itself, it was the memories that came with being in it. All the little man could think about was the Nightmare King… and the fearlings… and… and plummeting down, down, down. Sandy began to shake. His breathing quickened and his heart beat faster and faster. Sandy could feel the fear as if it were happening again right then and there.
Suddenly, warmth came over Sandy. Smiling gratefully, he looked up at the moon, and new all would be well.
Getting the Milky Way proved to be quite easy. All he had to do was dip the measuring cup into to the bright liquid and pour it into his jar. He even dipped his finger in and tasted some for himself (though he wouldn't admit to it).
'Simple', he thought. He buckled up tightly in his seat and turned his ship around, eager to get back home. When he looked up through the windshield, though, all he saw were fearlings.
'Should've known this wouldn't be easy', Sandy thought.
Tooth and her fairies peeked around a large willow tree. There, lazily stretched out on their backs around a mulberry bush, were about seven monkeys. The munched the fruit without even closing their mouths. Some of them wrestled bunches out of one of the others' hand, even though it was obvious there were plenty on the bushes to go around. Nervously, Tooth fiddled with the sword she'd taken along with her. She couldn't fight alone, but she worried for her fairies. Baby Tooth nuzzled her mother gently, chirping encouragingly.
"You're right", Tooth smiled. "I believe in you. Now, fly just out of reach. We're not trying to hurt them; we just want to distract them. Go!"
And the fight began.
Hopefully that was enough angst (not as much as I hoped) for now. Next chapter is gonna have some fighting! Sorry about the late update, my bad. :P OOPS.