Me: (Again having caught the elf) *tapes it into a fed ex box and throws it through a portal to Santoff Claussen* Yo! North?! Delivery! Oh, hey Phil…Ya know those balls should have been painted blue right? *grins and closes portal as Phil groans*
Vader: You know, that elf would make a good apprentice to the Dark Side…
Me: Oh moon, please no! THE UNIVERSE WOULD BE DESTROYED FROM THE SHOCKWAVES THAT WOULD RIPPLE FROM SUCH A HORRIFYING ARRANGEMENT!
Vader: *raising an eyebrow though you can't see it beneath his mask* Very well, the idea has been scrapped… Now you, on the other hand, would make an even finer-
Me: Oh, don't even go there… Aww, look. Yoda's having a nap… Let's just keep the noise down, so he can rest… And so that these guys can enjoy the chapter in peace! Hope you enjoy guys! This is just a little calm chappie, with some fun and general… well, fun… ness
Vader: How very eloquent-
Me: *Points light saber threateningly* Don't even go there… *glare suddenly turns to smile* Enjoy guys, and this was written in a very short space of time, as I wanted no further delays in updates, so I sincerely apologise for any spelling or grammatical errors caused by my want to provide all of you with a new chapter before my next exam tomorrow, which I fully intend to actually revise for... *smirks, then mutters* Tell me that was in-eloquent Vader...
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Jack sighed. Bunnymund was going into overworking craze again, and it wasn't looking good.
For one thing, he'd already pretty much finished painting the eggs he needed, with over two weeks left till Easter. And then he would just go overboard by a ridiculous amount, have Tooth on his back for hiding too much chocolate, and have too many left over…
And for another thing, he had not moved from that spot for nearly fourteen hours. Jack knew that because he had seen him like it for at least three hours, whilst he helped paint, before he had left and returned, only to be told by the eggs that he hadn't moved.
It was getting ridiculous, and Jack knew it was down to him to get the Pooka doing something other than just sitting.
But how to do it…
One of the eggs chattered lightly, and Jack blinked.
"Hey, I'm not crazy! That's next to saying 'hey, come take me to old whacko!'"
It chattered again.
"Okay, fair point, but even that wasn't as crazy as throwing snowballs at the Easter Bunny, just over a week before Easter! Especially when said bunny is eight bloody feet tall!"
Chattering…
"Oh, fine… nearer seven. Whatever! No way am I risking throwing snowballs at him…"
Jack sighed, making a snowball.
Damn the eggs. Damn their arguments. Damn his instinctual love of anything irritating…
He took a few seconds to re-evaluate the life choices that had brought him to this moment, then sighed. If only he had stayed in bed that morning…
Ah well. Might as well get it over with.
THUMP.
Bunny literally froze as the snowball collided with the back of his head, then shook it off and very gently put down the egg and paintbrush he was holding. Very gently.
Jack winced. Oh, this was so very much not good… So soooooo very much not good...
Bunny got to his feet, then very slowly span to face Jack, arms crossed, and a blank expression on his face.
"Jack Frost-"
At the use of his name, Jack blinked, holding up his hands in a placating way and backing away a step.
"Okay, now, it wasn't my idea. It was-"
"It was a snowball, chucked at my head…"
"The eggs made me!"
"The eggs made you. Right."
"What? Oh, bloody typical. The one time it wasn't me, and… Ah what the hell." He formed another and threw it, hitting Bunny on the shoulder.
The Pooka blinked, then his eyes narrowed.
"Right."
He grabbed an egg bomb, and Jack sighed.
Brilliant. Ah well, at least he was taking a break…
Apparently, the wind had thought it was mean to throw snowballs. Or it just enjoyed watching Jack ducking and diving from the Pooka. Either way, Jack was left to make dozens of snowballs in the trees, and leapt up, right next to one.
Thus the great pre-easter (or preaster) snow-bomb, warren war began.
The entire afternoon, and well into the night, was taken up with the violent exchanges, at irregular intervals, of blasts and explosions. Jack had no idea where Bunny was getting his constant stream of egg bombs-or paint grenades-from, but he was. And he had even upgraded to throwing snowballs that were so fine and powdery that they exploded as soon as the wind gave them a little nudge, meaning they could cover the entire Pooka with a fine white powder whenever he got a really decently times shot in.
Jack came to be very familiar with the trees that day, and actually started forming a mental mind-map of the area, for future… Problems? Yes, let's go with that, which he might encounter.
Bunny, on the other hand, knew exactly what the winter spirit was doing- pretty much forcing him to have a break- but his pride would not allow him to say no, and he decided to just go with it. With constant supplies of egg bombs and paint grenades-that he had stashed around the area for such an occasion as this- he found himself actually enjoying himself, and realised he would have to thank the younger guardian… after he had exhausted his supplies of course. It was just reaching dawn when he had an epiphany.
Wait! He had more ammunition at the Pole…
With a grin, he threw a messenger egg at Jack, and vanished into a tunnel.
Jack caught the egg, and read the short note.
Why waste all my supplies? North has more… See ya there, ya conniving little ankle biter.
Jack blinked. Ankle Biter? Oh, that was it. Bunnymund was so going down…
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North blinked as Bunny popped up in the middle of his study, shouted something about needing ammunition because Jack had forced him to take a break, and ran out into the workshop.
North pieced it all together just as Jack arrived, and got something about 'no-one calls me ankle biter…' before the younger guardian also ran out, shouting. "ASTER BUNNYMUND! YOU ARE GOING DOWN!"
North face-planted the table.
Why him? Why the pole?
Then he grinned… Seemed Jack had actually done a good job of making the Pooka take a break… Why not use it to his advantage?
The grin got even larger as Phil entered the room, and North got to his feet.
"Phil? We are taking a stand!"
The yeti growled, and head butted the wall.
You didn't need to be an expert in yeti speak to see what he was saying.
"Why me…?" Head-butt… "Why me…?" Head-butt… "This is going to end badly…."
North patted him on the back.
"Oh, it will be fine! Now, we need…"
He reeled off a list, and Phil sighed.
Moon help them, they were going up against Bunnymund and… he gulped. Jack Frost.
Yes, Moon help them all.
Jack glared at Bunnymund, and Bunnymund glared at Jack. Clearly at a stalemate, they were internally debating which of them should throw the first projectile of the second bout.
Then both blinked as North appeared, surrounded by Yeti's, all armed with buckets of cookies, cookie dough blasters, glitter grenades and elves swinging above them with glue.
"Jack, Bunny." North clicked the safety off of his cookie dough blaster. "My home. I get to fight for it. Phil! Attack!"
Jack and Bunny instinctively dove out of the way, and end up behind the same workbench.
Jack glared at him.
"Let's go to the Pole… Where there is a, more often than not, sugar high Santa Claus who has a weapons room and an army at his disposal."
Bunny shrugged.
"Fine, next time we go Tooth Palace."
"With the Tooth Fairy who can be ridiculously terrifying when she wants to be?"
"You'd just have to smile at her for Moon's sake."
"No. Hell no. Good idea, but hell no all the same."
Jack blinked, and threw up a shield of ice as a glitter glue grenade exploded next to them, and managed to do so just in time as the mixture collided with the outside of the shield.
"Neat trick…" Bunny said, glancing over the table.
"Thanks. Team up?"
"Sounds good to me."
They both leapt over the table, and started throwing snowballs and egg bombs at the yeti's.
A few minutes later, and Jack found himself bombarded with elves. They were on him before he could throw up a shield, and his hoody was plastered with glue and glitter and cookie dough within seconds, before the elves took off.
The yeti's all froze, staring at him, and Jack blinked, before returning the looks.
"I liked that hoody. I liked that Hoody a lot…"
Bunny gave a small grin.
"This is gonna be good," he said, conversationally, to the Yeti who had been about to blast him with cookie dough, and the yeti gave a small growl, before sidling away.
Jack very carefully tugged off his hoody, revealing a black vest top which, combined with his black trackies, made Phil face palm.
Great. Now Jack was going Rambo-mode…
Then he gave a huff, threw his hands up in a sigh, and threw Jack a cookie blaster.
"Go make hell."
Jack grinned.
"With pleasure."
With that, Chaos resumed. Snowballs and cookies and egg bombs came at the yeti's from every direction, and North sighed. Now he would have to bring out the big guns… literally…
"Boris!" he called, Phil having decided to simply lounge and film the entire thing, "Bring out the cookie monsters!"
Bunny and Jack shared a look. This was bad. This was very bad…
"Frostbite! You get the CM's, I'll hold them off!"
"Done!"
An hour later, and there was called a surrender.
North had decided enough was enough, and had thrown a white elf in the air. Well, it wasn't his fault he didn't have a flag…
"Ok, you win!"
Jack straightened up from where he had been crouched- snowballs flying, a cookie blaster in one hand and three paint grenades being juggled in the other- and raised an eyebrow.
"Wasn't that a given?"
Bunny sighed, slotting his egg bombs back into place-from where Jack had covered him as he returned to the warren to restock- and rolled his eyes.
"Ya know, one of these days, we'll have to get Tooth and Sandy, then it'll be the four of us against you."
Jack considered that, then grinned.
"I look forward to it…"
"Of course you do… Now, shall we continue?"
Jack shrugged.
"Sure. Where?"
"My place has been ruined, North's place has been ruined…"
"And now it's my turn? Brilliant…" he gave North a snappy salute.
"Nicely done North."
"Thank you. Orb?"
Jack caught the two North threw at him, and grinned.
"Cheers. Good luck with the clean-up."
North grinned, then glared at Phil.
"Not me you should be wishing luck to…"
Jack winced, and gave Phil a wink. Suddenly, a wave of snow swept in, melting in places and clearing up paint and glue, then sweeping everything else onto one of the huge workbenches, before the snow vanished out of the window again.
"Cheers for the blaster Phil!"
The Yeti gave him a grateful growl, and Jack opened a portal, whistling as he leapt through.
Bunny blinked at North, then shrugged.
"Who knew, eh mate?"
"Indeed. And you are on break?"
Bunny frowned.
"He threw a snowball at me."
North blinked.
"Whilst you were painting?"
Bunny nodded, and North gave a low whistle.
"Is bravest sprit I know."
Bunny rolled his eyes.
"True enough… Catch ya later."
He vanished into a tunnel, and North sighed.
"Well, that was fun…" he said, to nothing in particular, and the yeti's all looked at him, then at each other, before turning back to their tasks.
Okay, now for the sugar-free cookies…
Bunny hopped out of the tunnel, in the training hall in the monastery, and blinked when he saw Jack spinning a fighting staff like a baton.
Then he grinned… This was gonna be fun.
He caught the one Jack threw to him, and rolled his eyes.
"Ya sure Frostbite? Ya look tired…"
"Says the kangaroo that has been up at least thirty hours straight…"
"Fair point. Usual rules?"
"Of course…"
The usual rules were best out of three rounds with whatever weapons they decided to use. Oh, and nothing too dangerous…
Half an hour later, and Jack grinned, tapping out.
"Okay, you win… As usual."
Bunny, having narrowly won the first round with the staffs as well, shrugged.
"Yer gettin better though… Wanna try something else?"
"I thought you needed to get back to work?"
"… I got time."
Jack grinned. Mission accomplished.
"Sure… bow?"
"Read my mind."
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Bunny jumped from the tunnel, into the warren, and found himself yawning.
Jack had left him, at the Pole, to tell North what had happened, and to-most likely-sleep there instead of heading back, and Bunny himself had found himself tiring.
So, not only did Jack get him to have a break, he also succeeded in making him want to sleep.
Damn, he could be very manipulative when he wanted to be…
But he had to say he was glad for it… And right now, sleep did sound good.
A messenger egg arrived in North's study, just as Jack was about to leave, and he translated his chattering, grinning as he did so.
"Bunny's finally getting some sleep."
"Sounds like good idea, Da?"
"A very good idea. Mind if I kip here tonight?"
"You do never need to ask Jack, you know that."
"Yeah… but yeah… but… what was I saying?" He blinked as he yawned, and North chuckled.
"That you were about to get some sleep."
"Ah… Good plan. G'night."
"Sleep well, Jack."
North grinned as Jack left, and then got back to his plans. But they were not toy plans, Oh no. They were war plans. War plans that could destroy the entire world as they knew it if they were to fall into the wrong hands... They were War Plans for the possible battle of the Older Guardians versus Jack Frost...
They really did need to team up on the youngest guardian one of these days after all…
But maybe after they had dealt with that Ice Spirit, Ice Black.
From what they could tell, he was getting ready for something... and they had no idea what it was.
Belt (from the croods): Dun Dun Duuuuuuunnnnnnnnnn! *vanishes*
Megamind (having just arrived): Ollo…
Me: Err… Hi?
Yoda: You're blue…
Megamind: You're green…
Me: *rolling eyes and turning to Vader* Oh, and I'm ineloquent?
Vader: It was a fair assessment which is now being reappraised.
Me: Oh, now you're just trying to make a point…
Vader: Indeed. Who is the little blue man with the big head?
Papa Smurf: Oi! Are you insulting me?
Me: *raises an eyebrow* What are you doing here?
Papa Smurf: He said something about a little blue man with a big head and-
Megamind: He meant me…
Papa Smurf: Ah… Very well. *vanishes*
Megamind: Now, *turns to Vader* Take that back!
Vader: What are you going to do little man? Your blaster is nothing compared to the powers of the dark si- Ah!
Megamind: *having just de-hydrated Vader* Where's your Dark Side now?
Me: *taking the cube* Hmm, Vader cubes… Just add water for an instant Vader… The possibilities are endless!
Vader Cube: *illegible* mmmfff mmm hmmm mmmffffffff!
Me: *grinning* Cheers Megamind!
Megamind: All in a days work for the hero of metrosity- Hey! I pronounced it right!
Me: Good for you! Till next time guys!
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