OK! This is the request from OnyxKozmotis, who I will admit originally wanted a ToothxJack piece, but because I'm a weirdo and a freak, I just can't bring myself to do it because I still Tooth more as a mother figure, so we came to an agreement that I would write a romance piece with a bit of brotherly fluff and I would just create an OC… Hope you like!

No, I do not own ROTG…

Jack flew through the air, his mind abuzz with plans and hopes, so distracted was he in fact that he didn't see the tree in front of him. With a resounding smack, the poor boy ran straight into the tree branch only to bounce directly to the ground. Bunny, had been sitting under the tree, awaiting Jack's arrival. His fuzzy face contorted into a wince as he watched Jack splat into a large bank of snow, and then slowly strode over, his ears perked up in interest. The winter spirit slowly picked himself up out of the snow, one hand rubbing his head, and his teeth clenched in a grimace of pain. Aster smirked, then leaned down, stretching out a paw.

"Need a hand Frostbite," he teased "or is it a habit a yers ta go running smack dab inta trees?"

Jack glared up at the rabbit before grabbing a hold of his paw "I'm fine, thanks, and no it isn't something I enjoy doing."

Aster gave a fond chuckle, pulling Jack to his feet, and steering the boy over to a makeshift campsite he had constructed complete with a fire and a couple chairs "So ya called me down here, and I'm freezing my tail off, so what do ya need ta talk about?"

"Oh…uh" Jack immediately shut down, his face looking down at the snow and a dark blue tinge flushing his cheeks "Well…"

Bunny leaned down in interest, one eyebrow raised as he inspected the blush covering the youngest Guardian's cheeks "Ok," he said with a barely restrained laugh "now I'm interested, anything that's got ya stammering has got ta be worth my time."

"Bunny," Jack pouted "if you aren't going to be serious, then I won't tell you."

The winter sprite bent his knees, preparing to launch himself into the sky, but Bunny immediately placed a paw on his shoulder "Oi," he said softly "I was just teasin', so don't get all riled, I promise ta take ya serious."

Calculating blue eyes examined his friend searching for an ulterior motive before walking over to a chair by the fire with a huff "Fine."

Aster sighed and then took a seat next to the kid waiting for him to talk, sure enough Jack eventually broke the silence with a small voice accompanied by bashful eyes staring at the ground "Um, Bunny?"

"Yeah?"

"What…" Jack bit his lip, then pulling his hood over his head so he didn't have to look at the Pooka, quickly plowed on "what do you know about giving a Valentine…to a g-girl?"

Bunny, who had been sipping from a thermos full of hot tea, promptly choked on said beverage and sat there coughing and hacking while the pale spirit grew steadily smaller and smaller in his seat "Wha-What?!"

"I know you heard me Kangaroo," Jack muttered from within the depths of his hood "don't make me repeat myself."

"Uh…ok," Bunny tapped the thermos with one paw uncomfortably as he stared into the flames as if they held the answer to his problem "I know a little bit…from when I was courtin' girls…why do ya want ta know?"

"Well…" Pale hands pulled the hood even further down and thin legs came up to be hugged against his chest "I kind of…met someone…and I want to…give her a valentine."

"Ohhhh," Bunny drawled as understanding lit his features "I get it, you've made yerself a friend and want to give her somethin' for Valentine's day this weekend."

Jack mumbled something into his knees causing Bunny to lean forward, his face scrunched in concentration "What ya say snowflake?"

Jack sighed "I said that we aren't…friends yet."

Bunny cocked his head in confusion "But you have talked to her, right?"

Another sigh resounded from the blue hood, and Bunny watched as the material gently shook back in a 'No'.

"A'right Frostbite," the rabbit said as he settled back in his chair "ya better start from the beginnin', and tell me who this Sheila is."

Jack gave a nervous chuckle and then took a deep breath, somehow impossibly shrinking even smaller in his seat "Well," he began "she's the spirit shepherd of the winds, and I've known about her since about two hundred years ago."

"Yeah?" Aster encourage gently "How'd ya meet her?"

"North wind has always been my friend," Jack said softly "and I was…feeling lonely…and all of a sudden North wind kind of just picked me up and took me to the edge of a cliff."

Bunny leaned over, bracing an elbow on the arm of the chair and resting his chin on his fist, listening to the tale being told by his younger brother "And then," Jack continued "There she was."

"It was…" The winter spirit bit his lip searching for the right words "she was beautiful, because there she was standing in the snow as if it weren't a problem, and she was singing into the wind. She has black hair with silver streaks, and silver eyes that can see the wind. It's amazing, because she dances with the winds, and they go along with her."

"And ya fell, just like that," Bunny chuckled.

Jack peeked up, looking for the usual sarcasm and cynicism that always accompanied the rabbit's words, but was relieved to find none "Yeah," he sighed "something like that."

"I get it Snowflake," Bunny nodded sagely "and it's nothin' ta be ashamed of, just means ya have a heart."

"Sooo…" Suddenly the pale form straightened up, and Jack looked Bunny in the eye, his own wary gaze holding a hesitant and tentative trust "you'll help me?"

Bunny pondered the prospect, and then shot a small grin to the boy "Ya can count on me, mate."

A bright smile lit the boy's face for a moment before he collected himself and turned back around to face the flames "Ok," he said in barely concealed pleasure.

"So," Bunny said popping his knuckles before placing his paws behind his head and leaning back to become more settled in his chair "What do ya need help with?"

Jack rested his chin on his knees, and pursed his lips in careful thought "What do girls like?"

"Well," Aster squinted his eyes as he thought about the question "all girls are different, some appreciate gifts because it makes 'em feel loved, while others are just happy with a card or even just a flower. Ya need to find out more about yer girl, and find out her likes and dislikes."

"North wind has told me about her," Jack said simply "I know here favorite color is purple and she loves running barefoot through meadows and streams."

"Ahhh," Aster nodded in understanding "for this girl I would say a pretty bunch of flowers, and a nice letter that she can carry in her pocket. Tell her about all the things ya admire in her, and why ya think she's special, that would be good."

"Where would I get flowers?" Jack grumped.

Bunny smiled at the tone, knowing very well that Jack knew where to find flowers, but rather than just picking them was using this as a roundabout way to get permission to go to the Warren and pick some. Tapping his chin theatrically, the Pooka heaved an overdramatic sigh, and then sent an apologetic shrug to the winter child.

"It's the wrong time of year to pick wildflowers," he said in a seemingly grieved tone "and I doubt either of us want to deprive some hardworking florist of one of their pretty prepackaged bundles, so I really don't know…unless…nah, ya wouldn't want ta do that."

"Do what?" Jack's ears pricked, his heart hammering hoping that Bunny would do what he was hoping he would and offer Jack to go to the Warren.

"Well, you could…but nah, I doubt you'd want to," Bunny crossed his arms with a well practiced look of bored indifference "never mind and forget I said anything."

"No, what were you going to say?" Jack said turning in his chair and grabbing Bunny's shoulder giving it a gentle shake.

"I said ya wouldn't care ta know, and it's probably a bad idea since there probably isn't anything she would like there, so just forget it." Aster said with a dismissive wave of his paw.

"BUNNY!" Jack groaned "Just SPIT IT OUT!"

"Ok, ok, ok," Bunny sighed as he smirked at Jack's obvious frustration over his little game "I just thought that maybe ya would want ta come down to the warren, and pick her some nice flowers and make her a nice card."

"Really?!" Jack chirped his face brightening to a thousand watt smile.

"If ya want to," Bunny shrugged "I mean I'm not gonna force ya or nothin'."

"That sounds perfect!" the winter teen stood up and began to pull Aster from his chair "Come on, let's go!"

"What, right now?" Aster teased as he acted like he was surprised at the sudden haste.

"Duuuuh!" Jack groaned "valentine's day is TODAY, so I need to hurry and get those flowers so I can catch her before the day ends!"

"Fine," Bunny laughed out loud and standing to his feet, tapping the ground twice the Pooka sent a grin to Jack "buckle up."

Jack however had no intention of buckling up, but instead expertly surfed the sides of the tunnels, sliding down them with ease "WhooooHOOO!" he whooped in joy.

Within moments the two were in the warren, and Bunny was walking Jack along one of the many pathways towards a smaller tunnel entrance which was lit up with sunlight from the inside, causing the vines over the entrance to almost glow a luminescent green. Pulling away the curtain of flowering vines, Jack walked over the threshold and felt his breath catch as his jaw dropped in amazed wonder. Thousands of flowers in neat sectioned patches grew all over an enormous cavern flooded in sunlight, everywhere the winter spirit looked he saw more and more flowers of every color and variety. Bunny grinned at the boy's slack jawed look of amazement at his 'little greenhouse'. Giving his shoulder a gentle push, the Pooka led Jack over to a large patch of carefully pruned bushes.

"Ya said the girl likes purple?" he asked as he bent down and picked up a pair of clippers.

"Y-yeah," Jack stammered still overwhelmed by the immense space and amount of flora and fauna growing within it.

"Well here ya go," Bunny handed Jack a special basket woven specifically for holding bunches of flowers "these are a special breed of rose that I've been cultivating here for their unique color, and it's difficult ta grow 'em. Luckily for you, it's healthy fer roses to be cut and clipped every once in a while, so I'm givin' ya some fer yer girl."

Jack's blue eyes became wide as dish plates as he watched Aster begin piling about twelve long stemmed purple roses into the basket, each one glistening with dew, and their bloom full and luxurious. "Thanks" the boy practically whispered in awe.

"No problem," Aster shrugged as he stood up and cracked his back "now come with me."

Almost in a zombie like trance, the winter teen followed Bunny out of his greenhouse and into the deeper reaches of the Warren, where they entered another room full of wicker baskets, unused straw waiting to be woven into a masterpiece, and ribbon. The Pooka hopped into the middle of the room, one paw's fingers drumming against his chin as he scrutinized the thousands of ribbon wheels decorating the walls, until finally running to one side of the room and jumped onto a ladder riding it as it rolled down its track around to the selection he had been looking for. Climbing up the rungs a few feet, the Pooka reached over and pulled out a long strip of purple ribbon with silver embroidery sewed in, and then expertly snipped it at a fashionable slant. Bracing his feet on either side of the ladder, Bunny slid down the ladder and hopped over to Jack, ribbon in hand.

"Here, hold up the flowers mate."

Jack fumbled with the beautiful flowers before finally holding them in a bouquet "Ok, ready."

"Wonderful," Aster murmured absently his keen artist's gaze taking in the roses as he deftly tied the ribbon around the stems and making a beautiful bow that looked like a flower itself.

Leaning back, Aster grumbled to himself "I's missin' somethin'."

"What could it possibly be missing?" Jack said with a disbelieving bark of laughter.

"Trust me, mate," Bunny muttered "it is definitely missin' somethin'."

Suddenly Bunny ran out of the room faster than Jack could follow, leaving the sprite standing in the middle of the room helplessly holding a bouquet of roses, but the rabbit returned within five minutes. With a self satisfied smirk, the Pooka expertly placed various branches of snowdrop flowers around the middle and on the sides of the bouquet. Leaning back and examining his work, Bunny gave a happy nod, and a clap of his paws.

"Yup," he practically crowed "that should it."

Jack stared at the roses, his face wide with the grin currently on it "It looks amazing!"

"Yeah," Aster nodded, one paw stroking his chin as he cast scrutinizing eyes on his work "it is pretty good if I do say so myself."

"Right, so what next?" Jack asked with a face serious and determined.

"Next you write a letter tellin' yer girl why ya think she's so special, girls like compliments, but don't be so shallow as to say that ya only like her for her face, girls want ta know yer willing to look beyond just their outside." Bunny lectured.

Jack nodded, drinking up every word and committing it to memory "Right…ok…um…what do I say?"

Bunny face palmed "Tell her the reason that kept ya crushin' on her for two hundred years."

Jack suddenly blushed, and his pale toes fidgeted in the grass, making furrows in the dirt "But," he spluttered "that's so embarrassing."

"Ya like this girl?" Bunny asked waiting for Jack to nod "then get used ta bein' embarrassed, girls are wired different than boys, and they believe in wearing their hearts on their sleeves and expect men ta do the same. Girls are rarely the kind ta mess around, and waste time, they want ta know how ya feel and whether ya care. So even if it's embarrassing or uncomfortable, sometimes ya swallow yer pride, and take the plunge. Got it?"

"Yeah," Jack practically squeaked.

"Ok," Aster nodded "now go write that letter."

Jack ran to the sleeping quarters of the Warren, sitting down at the kitchen table, and working on a letter that he hoped would somehow convince this maiden of the winds to consider him as a suitor. After about two hours of agonizing over spelling, grammar, and handwriting style, the boy finally finished the letter with a triumphant grin. Looking out of the window, Jack noticed Bunny was lecturing some of the stone golems about something of seeming importance, and the winter sprite decided to take that moment to run to the bathroom and inspect his appearance.

Running pale fingers through his white hair, Jack made a face at the reflected surface, wishing that he had a comb or something to tame the unruly spikes going off in all directions. "Hey," he said with what he hoped was a charming smile "How are you doing tonight baby?"

Nah, the boy shook his head, then tilted his head and made what was supposed to be an endearing look "Are you ok? Because it must have hurt when you fell from heaven."

Jack slapped his forehead, what was he doing? Bracing his elbows on the countertop, Jack glared at his reflection, and then pursed his lips as he tried to remember the pick-up line he heard Jaime use on another girl in his high school. "You should work at KFC," he smiled dashingly the way Jaime had done "because they've been looking for legs like that for a long time!"

Jack groaned, nope, it still sounded utterly stupid, and if memory served Jaime had gotten slapped by that girl so it was probably best to avoid that particular line. Hmm, what were some others he had heard through the years? "Do you believe in love at first sight?" Jack said running his fingers through his hair the way he had seen some celebrities do "Or do I need to walk by again?"

With a hopeless moan, Jack slammed his face into the bathroom countertop, and banged it with his fist. He'd only been walking and flying past her for two hundred years, if he used that line, she would think he thought she was stupid. Suddenly a loud guffaw sounded from the bathroom, and Jack whirled around to see Bunny doubled over and stomping the ground as he laughed his head off. The winter sprite crossed his arms, and silently waited for the Pooka to regain his composure, his pale face set in an indignant pout.

"You don't have to laugh that hard you know," Jack grumped.

"I…hoohoo…I can't help it…hahahah!" Bunny cackled "Yer practicin' pick-up lines!"

"Hey!" Jack defended "Jaime uses pick-up lines, and he's had a lot of girlfriends."

Aster wiped a tear of mirth from his eye "According to who?"

"Well," the sprite suddenly fell quiet "he's the one who says he has." He mumbled.

"Yeah," Bunny chuckled "never take the word of a fellow teenage boy, they are rarely true. Pick up lines have to be pretty brilliant to work, and with some girls, it's best not to even think about it."

Jack's lower lip stuck out in a pout as his plans were shattered before they even had a chance to be "So what do you suggest?" he asked in a miffed tone.

Bunny clapped a paw onto Jack's shoulder "Be yerself, and I'm sure she'll love ya."

Blue eyes met emerald, and Jack allowed a small half smile to quirk his mouth "You really think so?" he asked tremulously.

"I really do," Came the warm reply "now come on, ya need ta get those flowers ta yer girl before Valentine's day is over with."

Within the hour the duo stood on a cliff edge, and Jack felt his legs turn wobbly as he realized that this was going to be the first time he spoke to the girl he had been crushing on for two centuries "Bunny," he gasped as he suddenly whirled around "I can't do this."

"Oh here we go again," the Pooka groaned "Snowflake, don't you dare do what ya did when ya had to make up with Jaime after yer fight, now turn around and do what ya need ta do!"

"This is so much scarier than Jaime!" Jack whined "That was a fight, this is a….girl! Tell me that the two are even slightly comparable to each other."

Aster sighed then pinched the bridge of his nose "Jackie, I admit that yer right in that respect, but if ya don't do it now, then ya may never do it at all."

"But what if…" Jack bit his bottom lip "what if she doesn't like me?"

"Then she doesn't like you," Bunny shrugged "but the real question is, what if she does, and she's waitin' for ya ta ask her?"

A whine resounded from the base of Jack's throat, and he was about to argue back, but all other conversation was cut off by the appearance of the wind maiden. Bunny looked at her, nodding in understanding on why Jack would like her. She walked on the wind like she was walking on a sheet of glass, each footstep causing a ripple in the air, and spreading color everywhere. She truly was beautiful to watch dancing with the wind. Looking back to Jack, the Pooka let out a short bark of laughter at the look of sheer terror petrifying the teen to his spot. Deciding to do the kid a favor, Aster strode over to where Jack stood, picked him up by the hood…and threw him off the cliff.

Jack screamed, his arms flailing in the wind and his mind reeling at the fact Bunny had thrown him off the cliff, before he finally remembered that he could fly. North wind caught him neatly, and carried him aloft, ever closer to the girl he had spent the entire day hoping that she would agree to go for a flight around the world. Jack's chest heaved as he gave a heavy swallow of apprehension, and then drawing a deep breath, the sprite squared his shoulders and flew up to the dancing girl.

The wind maiden immediately noticed the handsome winter spirit, someone she had noticed since their first meeting two centuries ago "Hello," she said with a smile.

"He-…" Jack tried to greet her, but his voice cracked, sending him into a coughing fit.

"A-are you ok?" the girl asked with wide eyes.

"Y-yeah," Jack choked.

"Good," the girl smiled then noticed the bouquet of purple roses in his hand "Um…" suddenly she became very shy looking down and around, anywhere but at Jack before finally asking "Was there something you wanted?"

"Huh?" Jack's mind went horrifyingly blank.

"Was there something you needed?" the wind maiden repeated her silver eyes becoming troubled and nervous "Something you wanted to say? Or do?"

"Uhhh…." Jack struggled to remember what he was there to do…what was the pick-up line he had decided to use? Wait…did he even have the letter with him?

The wind maiden fidgeted nervously "Nothing?"

"Well," the winter sprite scrambled "I originally came here to talk to you…but you're so beautiful…I forgot my pick-up line."

The wind maid's face fell in shock before lighting up with the gales of laughter pouring from her smiling mouth "Oh?" she giggled "Is that all?"

"Yeah," Jack mumbled miserably "that's about the size of it."

"Well," the wind maiden suddenly sobered but not without the twinkle of humor still shining in her silver eyes "I happen to think that's very cute."

Jack's head shot up, a smile stretching his mouth and he all but shoved the flowers at the girl "Theseareforyou!" he said quickly.

The wind maiden took the roses, burying her face into the fragrant petals before sending a happy smile at the sprite "Faith," she said shyly "my name is Faith."

"Well Faith," Jack said with a small blush "would you like to go flying with me? I know a really great place in France that is pretty cool to visit."

"I would love to."

Aster smiled as he watched them fly off together, Faith clutching the bouquet and then tentatively reaching over to hold Jack's hand making the youngest Guardian blush profusely. The Pooka laughed at that then turned around and started back towards the warren, he was sure that something wonderful was probably going to bloom from this little seed known as young love. Love, like any plant, had its dry times, and problems, but if nurtured it would grow into a bloom beyond compare, and that was what Aster hoped for the Guardian of Fun, something beautiful beyond compare.

My muse hates me this week, can't believe it was as hard as it was writing this. OnyxKozmotis, I really hope this makes up for the fact that I didn't want to do toothxjack, and I hope it is better than I think it is.

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