Chapter Two:
The salty sea wind ruffled the papers Aster E. Bunnymund clutched tightly in his hands. He tilted his head up and sighed contentedly as the familiar scent of the ocean filled his nose.
The rush of waves crushing against the hull rushed passed his ears, along the occasional splash of a dolphin racing the ship.
He opened his green eyes and turned towards the bow of the ship. Not so far in the distance he could make out the silhouetted peaks of the city buildings. Bunnymund wasn't particularly thrilled about being in the throng of city, he had after all been raised in the country, and the constant noise of cars and shoes against the street were enough to make him feel a little bit more than irritated.
What he wouldn't give for a nice open field…
"Hey Bunny!"
Aw crikey. Aster thought as he turned to see the all too familiar face of the troublesome teen, Jack Frost. He was leaning on his staff looking at him with a mischievous glint in his icy blue eyes.
"Whatd'ya want, Frost?" He asked, turning back to the papers he held in his hands. They were covered with colorful, intricate swirls and shapes, all of which surprisingly complex and time consuming to paint.
"Come on kangaroo, I'm just here to pass the time until we get into town, maybe have a little fun…" He smirked, jumping onto the railing on the edge of the ship with the balance only a tightrope walker had. Now the only thing standing in between Jack and the icy waves below, was a small metal rail.
"Jack, get off of there." Bunny said, trying to look as irritated as possible. The water was painfully cold and if Jack fell in Bunny would have to be the one diving in to rescue the boy.
Jack ignored his warnings and stood on the railing, taking wide and dramatic steps as he walked across the cool metal, bare footed as always.
"Why don't you go help Hiccup with the animals?" Bunny suggested, trying to keep his voice level.
"Isn't that your job, cottontail?" Jack asked, pointing at Bunny with his staff as he smirked.
Bunnymund opened his mouth to retort when-
"Woah!" Jack shouted, suddenly pitching forward.
"Frost!" Bunnymund shouted, making a grab for the white- haired boy as he tumbled over-
Only to catch himself with his hands and flip over back into a standing position. He grinned at Bunnymund cheekily, "Aw, you do care." He added as he hopped off the railing, using his foot to kick his staff up into the air only to catch it again.
I should've known better. Bunny thought as he gritted his teeth tightly. "Ah, rack off, ya bloody show pony!" He shouted over his shoulder as Jack descended down the stairs and back into the ship. Jack gave him a nonchalant wave before disappearing below deck.
Bunnymund rolled his eyes before turning back to the horizon. The city was now growing closer with every minute that they continued sailing, and Bunnymund could make out a small harbor dotted with little moving figures.
He felt a strange clench in his chest. Anxiety, anticipation… It felt as if something… big was going to happen.
Bunnymund sighed and ran his fingers through his blue-gray hair before he reached for the paintbrush he had placed in his back pocket. He didn't need to be worried about the city. After all, North and his circus had been to plenty of cities, why should this one be any different.
It wasn't like there was anything special about it.
Toothiana swung from the trapeze with the same grace and accuracy as a bird, feeling just as at home in the air as she did on the ground. She flipped in midair, catching the next bar with her feet and pulling herself up from dangling upside down to standing upright, without using her hands as the trapeze swung back and forth dangerously. That one always drove the crowd wild. It took quite a bit of leg and core strength, but it was nothing Toothiana couldn't handle.
She'd had the move memorized for months, and now it was like clockwork. Once the routine was finished, she hopped off the swinging trapeze and onto the platform hidden behind the stage curtain. "Here, Miss Toothiana." A light voice chirped, handing her a soft towel.
"Thank you." Toothiana said gratefully, looking up to see one of her 'fairies' smiling at her. She had a little mole underneath one of her mismatched eyes and shoulder length, pin straight brown hair. She was one of the most promising acrobats in Pitch's theatre and was absolutely devoted to Toothiana. Some of the crew had even taken to calling her 'baby tooth' because of this. Of course Toothiana had always stuck with the young girl's birth name, Fye.
Tooth wiped the sweat from her brow with the towel and stretched out her legs. The skintight material of her practice leotard clung to her body's every curve and made it much easier to move than any of the intricate costumes she usually performed in.
"You did beautifully ma'am." Fye said, happily following behind her idol. Toothiana struggled to keep the smile off of her face. If she ever needed a pick me up she definitely knew whom to find.
"So did you." Toothiana replied sincerely, and she really meant it too. She'd been watching Fye very closely during the fairy's entire routine and she truly had performed with the most passion.
Fye bounced lightly with excitement at the praise, only causing Toothiana's smile to widen more. "Thank you so much, Miss Toothiana!" She said excitedly.
"Please Fye, just call me Toothiana, we've known each other for what, two years now?" Toothiana insisted as she turned the doorknob leading to the lady's dressing room.
Fye's lips pulled into a bright smile, "Alright mis'- I mean- Toothiana." She corrected quickly.
Tooth sat at the chair in front of the light bulb bordered mirror and began to untie the ribbon that held her wavy hair in place. "Would you like some help, Toothiana?" Fye offered, stepping forward eagerly.
"No, that's all right." Toothiana replied as she quickly began to run a brush through her hair, "I need to be getting home soon anyways." She added as she glanced towards the clock hanging on the wall. She'd spent far more time at the theatre than she'd originally intended. She would have to leave now if she wanted to make it home in time to freshen up for their guests.
After she told Fye to go ahead and go home, Toothiana slipped off her leotard and pulled on her dress. After quickly strapping on her small heels she looked back up at the clock. Her heart leaped. She was running late! There was no way she'd be able to fix her hair before she left.
She burst out the door and ran down the hallway as quickly as her feet would allow her, skidding around corners and hallways before she darted back out into the street.
A bright flash of sunlight blinded her for a moment and Toothiana lifted her hand to shield her eyes, blinking quickly before taking off down the sidewalk towards her home.
She jumped around several pedestrians, shouting apologies as she went. Toothiana did her best to not let the heel of her shoes get caught on the cobbletone and trip her as she approached the street.
The light was still yellow. She could make it! With a sudden burst of speed Toothiana launched herself into the crosswalk, only to hear the sudden screeching of car wheels.
"Crikey, North!" Bunnymund shouted, gripping the edges of his seat. He absolutely hated cars. They gave him motion sickness, and the fact that North was a crazy driver did not help.
North had been speeding down the streets of the city and had seemed to just barely not gotten any of them killed. Sandy, the captain of their boat sat next to North placidly. His small hands folded calmly over his round belly as he smiled happily. The man had never made a sound, even when North made turns that nearly caused Bunny's breakfast to make an unexpected reappearence.
Jack sat next to him in the back seat, his staff resting on his lap. With every sudden stop or violent acceleration the car made he'd let out a whoop or an enthusiastic, "Yea-hahaha!"
They were quickly approaching a light that had just turned green a moment ago. Suddenly there was a flash of green and gold that passed across the windshield.
"Beregisʹ!" North shouted as his foot slammed down hard on the brakes. Bunny's stomach lurched, but he was certain he heard Jack laughing gleefully next to him. Damn Frost- He thought before he was violently flung forward. Thank god for seat belts. He thought dryly
Bunnymund turned his eyes up to see a young woman with wavy, dark blonde hair frozen just a few inches in front of them. A small stand of blue hair slipped over her shoulder as she held up her hands. "I'm so sorry!" She exclaimed.
Bunny focused on her face, smooth tan skin, and soft purple eyes… pink lips.
"Hey Bunny!" Jack shouted. Aster jumped, literally throwing the thoughts out of his mind. Jack laughed before poking the larger man in the chest comically. "I think you're drooling a little buddy."
"Rack off, Frost." Bunny glared brushing the teenager's hand away from him. He turned his head back up to the windshield - definitely not in an attempt to see if the girl was still there- only to see that she space in front of the car was empty.
Bunny sighed and leaned back into his seat, crossing his arms. Of course he wasn't disappointed or anything, after all he hadn't even spoken to her… it was just that she would've made a nice a nice painting subject is all. Yeah, that's it. Aster assured himself as he turned to look out the window. Besides, how often is it you see someone with purple eyes? Oh well, he thought disappointedly as he rested his chin in his hand. I doubt I'll be seein' her again.
As soon as she'd returned home from her almost accident, Toothiana had taken a quick shower and asked one of the maids to fix her hair in a fancy up-do made up of intricate curls. The moment she'd walked through the door Pitch had told her they'd be meeting North and a few of his friends at Gothel's Tower, a nice restaurant that had live music and very good hazelnut soup.
As soon as the maid finished, Toothiana thanked her and dismissed her politely. She re-inspected her hair, turning her head from side to side in her vanity's mirror. Toothiana frowned. Something was missing…
"Ah!" She exclaimed as she grabbed a bright blue feather and sticking it in her hair. There… She thought contentedly before standing up and walking to the door of her walk-in closet, where her dress for the evening was hung. It was light yellow at the top, and faded to dark blue near the bottom. It was made of a light, shimmery material that Tooth adored. In fact, it almost reminded her of a hummingbird's feathers.
She quickly zipped up the dress, careful not to muss her hair. She examined herself in the mirror, giving a quick twirl and smiling at the way the dress fluttered around her legs.
Her eyes caught the large black stone on her left hand. A small smile spread across her face. Even now, just the sight of her wedding ring cased the butterflies in her stomach to take flight.
The bedroom door clicked open and soft footsteps tapped across the plush carpet. Toothiana turned to meet the familiar golden eyes of her husband.
He moved towards her, smoothly pulling her to him. "Even Helen of Troy would be no match for your beauty." He pressed a small kiss to her lips. Toothiana giggled lightly and tucked her head against his chest, nuzzling him slightly. "You're so beautiful." He repeated.
"Well I doubt a war would be fought over little old me…" Toothiana smiled against his lips. Pitch pulled away and looked at her. He seemed to be very deep in thought, his eyes glittering with a sort of intensity that she rarely ever saw. "Pitch?" She asked, letting her hands slip to his slender waist.
He stretched a grayed finger out and tucked a blue streak behind her ear. Pitch leaned down and touched his forehead to hers. "If you think that, then you are sorely mistaken." He mused softly, his warm breath brushing past her cheeks.
Toothiana giggled. "I'm flattered." She said before looking to the clock on their nightstand. "We should probably get going." She said, pulling away. "They'll be waiting for us." Pitch caught his hand in hers as soon as she began to slip away.
Tooth smiled and twined her fingers with his.
"Then we best not keep them waiting." Pitch smiled as he began to walk towards the door. Toothiana moved with him, her heels clicking softly next to his feet.
Bunnymund watched the ice cubes in his glass shift as the minutes ticked on. They'd been waiting for this 'Pitch' bloke for a half an hour and he still wasn't there. "North, are you sure this is the right place, mate?" He asked taking another sip of his beer. It was bitter and unpleasant tasting, but he still took another swig.
"Bunny!" North exclaimed, his cheeks slightly pink from the alchohol he'd been drinking. "I know were Pitch say to be, so here we are, right Sandy?" North turned to his left to see the round man's head lolled onto his chest as he dozed. "Sandy?" North lightly tapped his shoulder with a meaty hand. "Sandy!" He exclaimed, much stronger this time. "Wake up!" He nudged the man roughly. Now the plump blonde man's small round eyes slowly opened and he gave North an expectant smile, as if he were saying, 'yes, what is it?'.
Bunnymund rolled his eyes and turned back to his drink just in time to see a pale hand slide it away. "Oi!" He shouted, slamming his hand down on Jack's wrist. "Get outta that." He chided, picking up his glass and moving to the side of his body farthest away from Jack, who was grinning mischievously as he leaned back against his chair.
"Come on, kangaroo. Just a sip." He leaned for the glass and Bunnymund just chuckled, downing the beverage in a final gulp. "Ha, not on your nilly." He set the –now empty- glass on the table. "You're not old enough yet."
Jack gave him an irritated look before he opened his mouth to say something, only to be interrupted by North's booming voice. "Ah! Pitch, my friend!" He said heartily, standing up from his seat, followed by Sandy. It's about bloody time. Bunny thought as he slid out of the booth and stood next to them.
His eyes passed over the shadowy figure that was Pitch Black. He was wearing an expensive black suit that Bunny was sure he'd never have been able to afford, even if he saved up for it his entire life.
Honestly, he didn't see anything that memorable about him. He looked like the typical shady kind of guy who hung out in alleys, trying to trick people out of their money with tricks of smoke and mirrors.
Aster's wandering eyes were immediately drawn to the small woman next to him. She wore a bright dress that came to the middle of her shins and shiny white heels. His gaze trailed up her nicely shaped hips up to her face. Her purple eyes were surrounded by a nice shade of pink eye -shadow that seemed to only make her skin glow. She was unlike anything he'd ever seen before. Then he realized something.
"You!" he shouted pointing an accusatory finger. The small woman jumped slightly at his outburst, drawing the attention of all the other men around them. "You're the sheila we nearly ran over today!"
Tooth's cheeks suddenly flushed red and she turned to look up at Pitch, whose brow was furrowed with concern. "What does he mean?" He asked, gesturing towards Bunnymund. Aster refrained the urge to say that he had a name.
"Oh it was nothing." Toothiana assured, squeezing his hand affectionately. It's Odd Bunnymund thought that, someone like her is with someone like him. "I just wasn't thinking."
"Which led you to nearly being run over?" Pitch flashed a glance towards North.
"No worry!" North clapped Pitch on the shoulder, causing the much more spindly man to stumble under the force. "I stop car just in time!" He chortled jovially.
Pitch turned back to Toothiana, "You almost got hit by a car?"
"He's exaggerating!" Toothiana assured, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "I was no where near the car when it stopped."
Bunnymund scoffed and shook his head. A few more seconds and the young woman would've been flattened under North's tires. Pitch's eyes flitted over to him before returning to Toothiana. "Just be more careful next time." He said gently.
Toothiana nodded and they both turned their gazes back to North. "I trust your journey was well?" Pitch asked, giving his old friend a smile and a firm handshake.
"Well? Psh… You know how many trip I take in a year? This one is no different." North let out a booming laugh. "Now, sit." He offered the couple a place at their booth.
Jack moved across the table, so he was sitting with North and Sandy, leaving Bunnymund to be pressed against the wall with Toothiana at his left and Pitch on the other side of her.
Aster spared another glance at her. She really was beautiful. Her face was oval shaped and had no evidence of a blemish. She had perfectly white teeth that flshed brightly with every smile she made, which was very, very often. Toothiana's bight eyes seemed to light up whenever someone spoke to her, and she always gave them her full attention.
Bunnymund suddenly felt his leg begin to press gently against her own. She looked at him, eyes widening.
"S-sorry, sheila." Aster stuttered quickly scooting away. She just smiled brightly at him; it was actually quite a large smile. He liked it.
"That's alright." She said. When she didn't turn away Bunny cleared his throat.
"So, you're Pitch's… girlfriend?"
"Wife." She quickly corrected.
"Ah." Aster said suddenly feeling like he needed another drink. It wasn't as though he was disappointed or anything, after all he had just met her, and being disappointed that she was married was just… stupid.
"Yes, for a few years now, actually." She said, looking dazed with a dreamy smile on her face. Aster felt his brows furrow slightly.
"Weren't you a little young to be married, then?" He asked, turning his body so that he faced her completely.
Toothiana shrugged, "I guess I was pretty young, but I guess when your in love things like that just don't matter."
Bunnymund nodded, "I guess that makes sense."
There was the light clattering of dishes as the waitress placed their meal on the table. Toothiana said thank you as she accepted her meal. Bunny caught her glancing at his food and laughing lightly, a wry smile on her lips.
"What is it?" He asked, feeling a small smile begin to tug at his own lips. She was contagious.
She gestured at his plate of butter-roasted carrots. "I just think it suits you, is all." She paused for a moment. "Bunnymund." Aster felt his lips spread in a large grin.
"Now don't you start too, sheila. I already get enough of that from Fros-"
"Oh my goodness!" she interrupted excitedly, grabbing onto his arms. Bunny paused his eye fixed onto her small hand against the skin of his arm; sending small sparks of electricity through his body. He was yanked back to reality again when she spoke.
"Smile!" Her face glowed as she grinned at him in anticipation.
"Wh-what?" he asked, a bead of sweat pricking at the side of his face.
"You have the loveliest teeth, but I only caught a glimpse of them." She tilted her chin up in an attempt to get a better look from his slightly parted lips. "So smile for me." She added, her bright eyes staring straight into his.
Aster felt his heart thud rapidly in his chest. Slowly, he began to open his mouth, her smile growing as he did. Funny, he thought, after all, her name is Toothiana and she laughs at me for liking carrots. Then a gray hand slid onto her shoulder, slowing Bunny's quickly beating heart. He had forgotten that they weren't alone.
"Don't bother the poor man, Toothiana." The silky smooth voice of Pitch Black said. Her smile fell as she turned away. Bunny had to force himself not to snap that Pitch should just keep his mouth shut about things he doesn't know anything about.
"So North, you said you have something that would suit my needs?" Pitch asked, raising his glass to his lips.
"Yes." North answered before pausing for dramatic effect. "You wish to scare audience, no?" he said rubbing his hands together.
Pitch nodded.
North laughed and smiled broadly. "Then I have perfect thing! The mysterious Night Fury-"
Toothiana pulled her sweater over her arms as they said their goodbyes to North and his circus crew. She was embraced tightly by North and shook hands with the young teenage boy named Jack Frost as well as the plump Captain Sandy.
When she reached Bunnymund she offered her hand, which he shook whole-heartedly. "It was wonderful to meet you." She said once she pulled her hand away.
"It was my pleasure, sheila." Bunnymund replied, giving her a big smile, revealing his row of very white teeth. Normally his slightly larger two front teeth would've looked a bit awkward, but Toothiana found herself liking them. They suited him.
She gave him a thankful smile, understanding what he had meant with his wide grin. She felt a familiar hand slink around her waist. "Ready to go, love?" Pitch asked. Toothiana nodded and the opened the door. A chilly gust of wind rushed over her face, sending goose bumps up her arms.
They continued down the street to where Pitch had parked the car when she felt a gentle twinge at the back of her neck. Almost like… She quickly glanced over her shoulder at the door, which was quickly closing.
She met widening green eyes. Bunnymund looked surprised that she had looked back at him. His short blue-gray hair was pushed out of his rugged face. He had faint sideburns on the sides of his face that made him seem… Tooth didn't know, manly?
He seemed to make his dress shirt and tie look so relaxed, maybe it was because he kept the sleeves rolled up to his elbows.
She rarely saw people like him, considering she was always with the clean-shaven Pitch.
"Toothiana?"
"Yes?" She asked turning to look up at him. His amber eyes bored into hers for a moment, then he gently traced her jaw with his fingertip before pulling her up to his lips. She had to rise up to her tiptoes and rest her hands on his shoulders for balance.
She didn't see the cold glance Pitch gave Bunnymund out of the corner of his eye as he pulled her deeper into the kiss. It was a warning.
She didn't see Bunnymund stiffen as Pitch trailed his hand past her waist, nor did she see him quickly turn away and return to the restaurant.
Pitch pulled away before planting another soft his to her nose. "Let us go." He said guiding her back to the car by her waist.
Later that night, Toothiana sat at her vanity, removing her hairpins, letting her waves tumble down her shoulders. Lastly she plucked the feather from her hair and set it on the smooth wood before reaching for her hairbrush.
She'd been feeling upset about Pitch saying she'd 'bothered' Bunnymund when she had asked him to smile. After all, she'd been giving him a complement! She ran the brush more quickly through her hair. She knew she hadn't bugged him, that's why he'd smiled at her before they left. To tell her he hadn't minded her strange love for teeth.
She closed her eyes and set the brush down. She sighed before running her fingers through her hair.
"What's wrong?" A voice asked as she felt a pair of cool hand rest on her shoulders.
Toothiana stood up letting Pitch's hands slide off her shoulders as she moved from the chair to the bed. "It's nothing." She replied. She heard Pitch sigh as she tossed the covers off and settled in.
She closed her eyes and heard Pitch pad over to her and crouch in front of her side of the bed. "I know when you're lying." He said. Toothiana kept her eyes closed.
"Is it about what I said to you about Rabbitmundy at dinner?"
"Bunnymund." Tooth corrected quickly. She heard another sigh.
"I am sorry. I didn't mean to say that you were bothering him-"
"What were you trying to say, then?" Toothiana asked, propping herself upon one elbow as her eyes opened. "That my 'fetish' with teeth was bothering him? Because he didn't seem that upset to me-"
"I was not trying to upset you-" Pitch interjected sternly.
"You never do!" Toothiana shot back. She instantly wished she could take back her words when she heard the thick silence that followed. Pitch's face remained stony as he rose from his place next to her and moved to the dresser, where he pulled of his dress shirt and pants in exchange for more comfortable clothes.
Toothiana watched his every movement. The air grew heavy with tension, and Tooth could practically feel the fury rolling off of him in waves. She jumped when he suddenly slammed the dresser drawer shut. "Is that what you really feel?" He whipped around to face her, his face contorted in a grimce.
"Of course not!" Toothiana jumped up from the bed and darted over to him, covering his tightly fisted hands with her own. "I'm sorry." She said, tilting her head so she could meet his gaze. His hard eyes softened and the stiffness in his hands slackened.
Toothiana stroked his thumb with her's gently. "I'm just tired is all." She turned her face back up to him, "alright?"
He looked at her, his brow slightly furrowed, but it was soon replaced with a devilish smirk. "Very well." He said smoothly, "but," He pulled her to him by the waist, "I'm going to have to punish you for giving me the silent treatment."
Tooth grinned back.
"Do your worst."
Aster loosened his tie as soon as he boarded the ship. He was feeling more riled up than ever now that Pitch had given him that… that look. What had he even meant by it? It's not like he'd been flirting with Toothiana or anything. Besides, she seemed happy, so why had Pitch been worried about it? It's not like he was going to crack onto another bloke's wife.
He began to stomp below deck, his anger flaring up with every step he took.
Where did that ratbag get off anyways? Bunny quickly shook his head and made his way down the small hallways of the ship. Once he reached his door he heard a small voice call out,
"Bun-Bun!" Aster turned to see the toddling form of Sophie Bennett. Her misshapen cut hair hung haphazardly all over her head, covering one of her eyes. She reached up to him, her green eyes beaming brightly.
"Hey you little ankle-biter!" He said, scooping up the small girl in his arms. She instantly wrapped her arms around his neck and snuggled in. "Shouldn't you be in bed by now?" He asked as she opened one sleepy eye to look at him.
"Coul'n't sleep while you were gone." She yawned, leaning into him again.
"Alrighty, Soph." Bunny said, adjusting her into a more comfortable position on his shoulder. "I'll take you to bed and wait with you there until you fall asleep."
"Hmmrgg." She mumbled sleepily, a quiet snore sneaking past her lips. Bunny chuckled and carried her further down the hall to Sophie's room, where the door was still slightly ajar.
Inside the room where two beds, one that belonged to Jack Frost and another that Sophie, and her older brother Jamie, shared. Aster walked as quietly as he could, tip-toeing up to the bed where he could make out Jamie's tousled mess of brown hair peeking out from under the covers.
He carefully tucked the little blonde girl in; careful to make sure he pulled the covers all the way up to her chin. Sophie let out a happy sigh and rolled over scrunching herself up in a ball against Jamie's back.
Bunny sighed sadly. They deserved so much more than a shanty bed on a cheap boat filled with outcasts and animals. He remembered the night about two years ago, when Jack had returned to the ship with the two children. At that time Sophie had still been a baby and Jamie was only about eight. All three had been completely soaked to the bone and stood shivering in front of North as they pleaded for a place to stay.
Jack had insisted that he'd look after them, and any trouble they caused he'd take responsibility for. It was the first time Bunny had ever seen Jack take any form of initiative or be serious.
North, being the child-lover he was, had known he would take the children in the moment he'd seen their haggard figures and dirty clothes.
Bunny shook his head as he looked at their sleeping forms. They were too young to have lost their parents. But I guess… Bunny thought, we're their family now. He smiled.
Aster heard the light tapping of feet and turned to see the familiar white hair of Jack Frost. "Are they asleep already?" the teenager whispered, peeking in the doorway at them.
"Yeah. The little ankle-biter stayed up all night waiting for us and tuckered herself out." Bunny said, smiling.
Jack chuckled and leaned on his staff. "They're so different when they sleep, huh?" He said, giving Bunny a half glance.
"Yeah." Bunny agreed, thinking of the way the children would run around the ship or the circus grounds, screaming and laughing all day long.
"I think I saw a girl at the restaurant today." Jack added out of no where.
Bunny crossed his arms and leaned against the doorway. "There were a few girls at the restaurant today."
"No. Not like a waitress." Jack shook his head. "I just caught a glimpse of her. She was in the back room."
"Alright, mate…" Bunny said, unsure of where this was going.
"She looked like she was hiding."
"Why would the sheila do that?" Bunny asked, giving Jack a peculiar look.
"I don't know. That's why I thought it was weird…" He paused and looked as though he was deep in thought. "I think I'm going to go look for her again…" He smirked at the idea.
Aster gave Jack a wary look. "Just don't get in over your head, mate. We won't be here for long." He turned to leave when he heard Jack reply.
"I could say the same to you." When Bunnymund turned, Jack was giving him a knowing grin.
Bunny just shook his head and continued walking towards his room, choosing to ignore what he'd just heard Jack say.
A/N: AHHHHHH this chapter is even longer than the last! I'm so proud of myself xdshjvblQBCKS! Now that I've gotten that out of the way, I hope you enjoyed reading! I would greatly appreciate it if you would review. Feel free to ask questions or offer criticism, and please tell me if a character seems to be acting OOC, I will really appreciate it. So yeah… haha. Please review, and I thank you for your support.