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Ok, here is the next Human Bunny…so here we go!

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOORTH!"

Suddenly a large hand gripped the back of Bunny's shirt, grabbing him and pulling the teen out of danger. Aster's head shot up from where it had been buried into his arms, and his damp emerald eyes locked with the worried azure of North. Suddenly the former Pooka's chest began to heave as his breath came fast and shallow, and without any warning he burst into tears, his entire body trembling as it struggled to adjust to the warmth of the workshop. Jack stood by, chewing on his bottom lip nervously as he watched the Easter Bunny have another melt down, wanting so badly to comfort him but not wanting to make his condition worse by subjecting him to even more cold. North gaped, unsure on what to do, shock enveloping him at the blatant distress Bunny was exhibiting. Finally the large man followed his instincts, and sat on the floor, scooping Aster into his arms and hugging him tightly.

The former rabbit gripped North's shirt, his sobs turning into wails as he shuddered and gasped "I-I…" Bunny sobbed "I forgot…who I was…all 'o you…everything…and then there was this bear…and… and I'm so SICK of this!"

"It's ok," North soothed gently stroking Aster's hair giving a small wince at the bleeding claw marks "you are back now, we are here."

"Yeah," Bunny gasped his face a harsh grimace from both the pain arcing across his back and the agony tearing through his heart "but for how long? Think about it mate, I'm…I'm disappearing…Oh God…I'm gonna disappear and I won't even remember what I left behind!"

Aster clenched his eyes shut as a violent sob wracked his frame and he hunched even closer to North "I don't wanna lose ya…any 'o ya…and I'm…I'm scared…" Aster's voice quieted to a whisper full of terrified grief "I don't wanna be human North, I don't wanna stop bein' the Easter Bunny, and I don't wanna disappear forever."

"Oh Bunny," Tooth sighed in grief as she reach forward to stroke his hair "you're not going to disappear, or lose us, and we're going to find a way to get you out of this problem."

Sandy joined in, wrapping his dream sand around the sob wracked frame, allowing the peace found in sweet dreams flow into the former rabbit, and calm his fraying nerves. Jack shuffled forward, his worried gaze examining Bunny's trembling frame, noting how the bluish tinge had finally left his skin. Creeping forward, the boy winced at the ragged gashes, and then knelt down behind Bunny. North raised an eyebrow at the winter child, but did not pause in his soothing of the distressed Easter spirit, he watched Jack's movements carefully. Pale fingers hesitantly stretched forward, and then with a caress as light as a feather, Jack followed the line of the three cuts with his fingers, covering them in frost and staunching the blood flow with ice. Aster's back arched as he hissed in pain, his gritted teeth grinding as he struggled not to scream.

"For heaven's sake Jack," Bunny bellowed through his clenched jaw "as if I'm not cold enough already that bloody hurts!" suddenly Bunny paused and he visibly relaxed, his eyes drifting closed in relief "Never mind," he murmured "I take it back…that feels amazin'."

Jack gave a breathless laugh, and sent a small smile up to North. The large man replied with a wink, and with gentle movement, swiftly carried the former Pooka up to the infirmary.

Once there, Bunny was stripped of his jacket and shirt and laid down on his stomach, while warmed blankets were spread across the bed and hot bottles of water were placed along Aster's still trembling form. Bunny looked up with concerned green eyes "W-Why," he shuddered "Why can't I stop shakin'?"

North glanced up from where he was preparing the materials needed to disinfect and stitch up Aster's wound "Well," he began in his rumbling baritone "I can only guess that you are both cold, and are in shock. The body, when in shock, shakes terribly and can take hours for trembling to cease."

"Oh," was the quiet reply.

"Bunny," the large man murmured as he grabbed a rag and wet it with warm water "do not stress, like Tooth said, we are here and we will not let you disappear."

"I know," Aster buried his face back into his arms as his eyes once again began to sting causing the former Pooka to give a humorless chuckle "I feel so pathetic North, ever since this happened it seems I've been in the middle of an endless meltdown…I never knew I could cry so much."

"You are scared," North shrugged as he began to dap at the injury his face darkening in sorrow when Aster flinched and gave a low groan of pain "and you are unhappy over being human, and angry at Pitch for his cruelty, and worried that we will not make it in time…all those emotions cannot stay in one body together for long, they must have an outlet…it is not shameful for a man to cry."

"That's not what my father said," Aster said through gritted teeth.

The large man sighed, his arm pumping in fluid gentle movements as he cleaned the cuts "I did not know your father, but I know mine, and my father said that tears were nature's way of relieving the pressure building up inside."

Bunny was silent, his gaze pensive as he pondered North's words before whispering his fears "Am I weak?" he asked softly "Do I even have what it takes to make it through this alive and in one piece?"

"You do," North nodded with a warm smile "I believe you do. You are strong Bunny, loyal to a fault, and intelligent. If anyone has a chance at coming out the victor in this, you do."

Aster shut his eyes, feeling two hot tears trail down his cheeks "Thank you" he whispered.

North paused in his work long enough to ruffle the teen's head, his large hand patting the gray hair, hoping in some small way that the action would speak the emotions of familial love bursting in his heart. "So," he finally said as he grabbed some peroxide and antibiotic ointment "what happened?"

"What do ya mean, what happened?" Bunny growled "I disappeared again."

North made a face at the peroxide knowing that they were about to deal with some screaming before he continued the conversation meant to distract Bunny "Well," he said as if lecturing "all of a sudden, you fall through the chair, and your hands go through Jack and me. Then you start wandering around the workshop, and to make matter worse, you start turning blue!"

Bunny gave a bitter chuckle "Yeah, you try standing in two feet of snow, completely exposed to the elements in the bloody North Pole!"

"Indeed," North nodded in understanding as he wet another rag with the peroxide "but what was truly horrible was watching you all of a sudden start screaming, and watch your back get torn open in front of our eyes….Jack was beside himself and wouldn't stop screaming for someone to help you."

"Jack was worried?" Bunny asked softly.

"Yes," North chuckled "he kept walking through you, and around you, trying to grab you and pull you back inside with us."

Aster winced, picturing the distress and fear that Jack must have felt during his time on the outside "Poor kid…Wait," the former rabbit paused his eyes growing thoughtful "how did I get attacked by a Polar Bear…that doesn't make sen-AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH!"

The large man gave Bunny an apologetic look as he disinfected the cuts "I'm so sorry Bunny," he murmured "but we do not want you getting sick with fever from infection."

Aster lay on the bed moaning, his hands clenched into fists so tight his knuckles had turned pearly white as he stuck his head firmly under the pillow "Tha' was so cruel," was the muffled retort.

"I was hoping our conversation would keep you distracted," Father Christmas shrugged.

"Nothing," Bunny muttered into the fabric of the pillowcase "NOTHING could be enough of a distraction ta keep me from noticing THAT!"

"Agreed…" North nodded slowly before brightening with a smile "but at least you have stopped shaking!"

"And that just makes me feel SOOO much better," Bunny growled sarcastically.

"Just trying to find silver lining to dark cloud," North muttered as he went back to work.

"Ya still haven't answered my question," Bunny said after a few moments with a petulant pout "why was I attacked by a Polar Bear?"

"Simple," North said as he shoved his glasses back up his nose in order to better focus on threading a hooked needle "workshop is in pocket dimension, accessible only to believers. So, if a group of hikers were to come here, and they did not believe, all they would see is snow and local wildlife. When you…faded out, you fell outside of the pocket dimension, into the real world so to speak."

"Sooo…" Aster processed "technically there is a den of Polar Bears living in the workshop?"

"Technically, yes." North nodded before sticking the needle into the exposed flesh.

"GAAAAH!" Aster snarled "Warn a guy before ya do that!"

"What, and have you wriggle all over the place insisting you don't need medical help?" North said spreading his hands apart in a helpless gesture.

"I'll give ya medical help," Bunny growled "I take yer medical help, and shove it up your-"

Suddenly a timid knock sounded on the door, causing Bunny to pause in his rant long enough to see who was at the door. A small face peeked around the door, wide blue eyes full of fear and worry, while pale toes shuffled nervously on the floor.

"Um," Jack stammered "can I come in? I mean…Is it ok?"

"Yeah sure," Bunny muttered flopping an arm in a small wave "just stay away from North, he's dangerous when it comes to pointy, sharp, pain inducing objects."

Jack raised an eyebrow at North, who merely chuckled in reply "Bunny is sulking," the Russian laughed "he does not like my way of doing medical treatment."

"Medieval torture more like," the former rabbit grumped causing Jack to snicker.

"Here," the winter spirit cut in "I'll finish closing him up, you go ahead and see about getting ready to leave to find that Pooka temple thing."

North scrutinized the boy, but when he found no evidence that would point to him not being capable of completing the job, the large man merely shrugged and handed the needle to Jack. Bunny sat in slack jawed shock "Oh no, mate" he spluttered "yer gonna leave, and let brain freeze stick me with sharp objects?! Tell me, how is that a good idea? AT ALL?! NORTH!"

After the large man left the room, Jack shot an indignant pout at the ailing teen "Hey," he muttered "I've sewn up gashes before, and after three hundred years, I do pretty good so lay down and shut up."

Unable to argue with the person currently holding the needle connected to his flesh, the former rabbit flopped down with an angry sigh "Igor, calling Igor" Aster imitated sarcastically "Dr. Frankenstein is ready to begin operating in room 25B."

"Hardy har har," Jack replied in an equally sarcastic tone "you're gonna look like Frankenstein no matter what I do, so you might as well just stay still and let me at least make sure the sutures are neat."

"Whatever," Aster huffed.

Reaching over, Jack flicked Bunny on the back of the head "Brace yourself, I'm starting."

Bunny clenched his teeth, a low whine resounding from his throat as he felt the needle pierce skin and slide through muscle and tissue "See," he gasped "a warning, is that too much ta ask of North? It's not like it's that hard."

Jack laughed softly, his blue eyes on his worked as he tried to stitch Aster up as gently as possible. Several minutes went by without either speaking, but finally Aster broke the silence "Hey frostbite," he coughed.

"What?" the sprite murmured engrossed in his work.

"Uh," Bunny faltered with the words before clearing his throat and plowing ahead "I'm sorry."

"For what?" Jack asked incredulously as he pulled the thread "Brace," he muttered preparing to drive the needle back into the skin.

Aster clenched his jaw again, his breath exhaling in a long hiss as he endured the pain "For scarin' ya," he choked "North told me ya were goin' crazy."

"If anyone has a right to be scared, it's you," Jack sighed as he dug making sure he had grabbed all the tissues "besides, you shouldn't be apologizing for something you have no control over."

"But still," Bunny sighed in emotional anguish "all o' ya were scared today…because o' me…I can't lie and say that I don't feel guilty."

"Don't be stupid," Jack suddenly burst "if anyone should apologize, it's Pitch, and not you! You didn't do anything wrong, and you're scared to death, which is obvious so don't try to deny it, and that basically means that you shouldn't say you're sorry…No one blames you, so stop blaming yourself."

Bunny opened his mouth to shoot back a retort, but quickly realized that no matter how much he wanted to stay in his self deprecating funk, Jack wouldn't allow him to, and so he settled with simply laying his head back down on his arms and heaving a sigh. An hour went by, and finally Jack sat back in his chair, stretching his arms over his head and groaning in relief that he was done being hunched over. Bunny rolled to a sitting position, his face a sharp wince as he felt the skin tug and pull on the stitches, and then ruffled Jack's head.

"Not bad squirt," he said with a fond smile "I can tell without even lookin' that ya did a good job on these stitches."

"Well," Jack shrugged trying to use nonchalance to hide his pleasure over the compliment "when you have three hundred years of practicing on yourself when you get hurt, you tend to learn how to perfect the technique quickly."

"Yeah, well, ya did good mate," Bunny smiled as he grabbed a shirt left by Father Christmas "Now," he said with a cocky grin "let's go find the temple, get me back ta my handsome self, and then beat Pitch's face in for thinkin' he could mess with us."

"Agreed," Jack grinned before giving a mischievous wink "on everything but the handsome part."

"Oi!" Bunny squawked indignantly "I'm a pretty good lookin' bloke!"

"If you're good looking," the winter spirit laughed as he floated out the door into the hall "then Phil is secretly a supermodel."

"Oh yeah?" Bunny growled as he followed Jack "then why was Tooth blushin' when I walked outside as a human?"

"First, that doesn't count because you were human," Jack said as if he were explaining common knowledge "and I don't see her blushing over you as an overgrown rabbit. And secondly, her FEATHERS are PINK…how do you know she was blushing? Seriously?"

"Whatever," Aster huffed with a playful shove "yer just jealous that yer stuck in that twerpy body while I'm built like a body buildin' rockstar."

"My body is not twerpy!" Jack pouted.

"No, yer right," Aster replied with two hands raised in surrender before he cast an evil grin full of malice at Jack "it's a pretty good bod…for a toddler."

"Take that back!" Jack yelled as Aster began to run down the hall and sprint down the stairs laughing gaily at the winter spirits outburst.

"Nope!" the former rabbit practically sang.

"I mean it Bunny," Jack growled as he flew after the teen "I beat up Pitch, which means that taking you will be easy!"

"Come and get me snow cone!"

"Oh it is ON!"

OH. MY. WORD! I actually typed that in …*checks watch* two hours… Dude…it's midnight… I need to go to bed.

Note: The next chapter will be to announce the winner of the Review Games! I will try to type up another chapter soon, but as it is with my life, things are about to get hectic real soon! So if I don't update for a bit, everyone please forgive me!

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