I'M SO SORRRYYYY!

Ok, I know it took a really long time, and I apologize. Life got CRAZY!

I also started a new Drabble series for the anime One Piece, and I admit it is a little (more like completely) Zoro-centric. So anyone who likes One Piece, give my Drabble series a shot

Ok, back to Kidnapped!

Bunny slowly came back to consciousness, one ear twitching as it caught the soft sounds of North brushing his fur, a small purr of contentment rattling his teeth.

Father Christmas chuckled softly at the noise, scratching the Pooka behind the ears, eliciting a small sigh of pleasure "How do you feel, old friend?"

Bunny looked up, his eyes bloodshot and dull "A-Am I…dreamin'?" he whispered hoarsely.

"No, you're not," the man said gently "you're home, safe, and warm. Jack and Pitch made sure of it."

Aster felt a lump ball up in his throat, and tears burned in the corners of his eyes only to leak out and drip down his fur "I'm home," he asked as his chest heaved with labored breaths of relief "R-Really?"

"Yes," North confirmed one large hand giving the rabbit's head a comforting stroke "Really,"

"I thought…" Aster sobbed leaning into North's hand "I thought that I had been forgotten about, I thought that…that…ya didn't want ta find me, 'cuz I'm always holed up in my warren, and 'cuz I act like an antisocial teenager, and I'm a worse pain than Jack 'cuz I'm always startin' fights and getting' worked up over little thing's, and…and…"

"Bunny, Bunny," North murmured gathering the Pooka's head into his arms and stroking the space between his ears while hugging him close "Why would you think that? We are family, and you know that, we would never leave you to suffer alone."

"I know," Bunny sniffled rubbing his nose with a paw looking much like a distraught little kit "but this poison makes it so hard ta stay positive, and I'm still strugglin' ta convince myself that this isn't a dream."

"Well it's not," the large man smiled "and you're with your family safe at the Pole."

"Good," Aster replied with a shaky breath snuggling into North's shirt feeling much like a child being comforted by his father "good,"

…..

Sandy gripped the snow globe in his golden hand, the first having already been used to get to the palace of the constellation who he was visiting at this very moment. He flew through the halls, knowing very well that he may be categorized as an intruder due to his unannounced arrival, and hurry past the servant who greeted him at the door.

However he felt that the current situation perfectly validated his unusual entrance.

Finally coming to his destination, the Sandman paused long enough to straighten any clothing that was amiss from his reckless flying, and then opened the door and strode inside. Within the vast chamber was a sparkling throne room of polished black marble accented by a border of gold, with silk curtains that was shimmering ebony, and on the obsidian throne sat the very person Sandy so desperately wished to talk to, Scorpio.

The constellation was half man, half scorpion, with rippling muscles that flowed along his lithe frame. Pale skin that glistened like fine alabaster was not so much marred as it was accompanied by a shell the color of blackest midnight covering his chest and forearms, looking much like roman armor. Black spiky hair stuck out on all sides of his head, while the rest of it streamed down his back in shining waves to rest on his shoulders and arm rests of his throne looking much like spun silk.

The black shell framed the sides of his face, rising up into points, looking much like a crown, and his eyes were red with the slit iris of a snake, and a long black tail twitched and waved gracefully behind him, the poisonous stinger a silent threat to all who dared come with less than peaceful intentions.

"Sandman," Scorpio's smooth baritone hissed "to what do I owe the honor of the presence of one who was once a member of the Royal Guard?"

Sandy looked Scorpio in the eye, making sand images of Orion shooting Bunny with an arrow, and Bunny lying still on the ground while the sand Orion laughed while tying the Pooka up with golden ropes and dragging him away.

Scorpio raised an eyebrow and gave a sullen nod "Yes, I'm aware of Orion's actions as of late, but why do you come to me?"

Sandy fought the urge to roll his eyes in frustration and instead created a new image, this time of Scorpio pouncing on Orion, tying him up, and then kicking him out of sight.

"I see," the humanoid scorpion sighed "you wish me to take care of him."

Sandy nodded, before writing in the air "It is your job after all to keep in line and not allow him to do anything troublesome."

Scorpio pursed his lips, before letting out a huff of aggravation and standing from his throne "I understand your point, and acknowledge that it is my responsibility to take care of Orion. Annoying as it is, and as irritating as that idiot can be, it is what I was created for."

Sandy pumped the air with a fist and let out a couple miniature fireworks to celebrate the constellations acquiescence to help them.

Scorpio merely snorted with amusement "Don't get too worked up, like you said, it is my job."

Sandy shrugged happily before beckoning the man over before stopping and looking down at the snow globe. Last time he had one of the yetis tell the snow globe to open to Scorpio's palace, but they weren't here.

Turning around, the Sandman gave an endearing smile, pleading Scorpio to help him out of his predicament. The constellation rolled his blood red eyes, and ducked down so to scoop the snow globe out of Sandy's hands.

"Santoff Clausen," he rumbled then smashed the globe on the floor.

Stepping into the portal, Scorpio smirked at the dream weaver "Let's go little man."

Sandy frowned at the term, but followed Scorpio anyway; they needed his assistance after all.

….

Pitch sighed from where he sat on the couch, his gray hands sliding up his face, and through his hair to the back of his head only to stop and grip the black locks in frustration.

"This is my fault," he whispered in the darkness "none of this would be happening if it weren't for me."

The pressing weight of the depressing thoughts sat on his shoulders and stole his breath, making the man wheeze for air. How could he have been so stupid? He should have never created that poison, should never have even thought the accursed thing up.

But how could he have ever have known that centuries later he would be the friend and ally of the very Guardians he wished to destroy?

"I'm such an idiot,"

"Didn't North tell you that it is better to deal with a poison we know how to fight than to deal with a foreign poison we know nothing about?"

Pitch whirled at the voice, turning to see a graceful form silhouetted by the light outside the door "T-Tooth?" he asked his topaz eyes widening with surprise "Why…I mean, wh-what…are you doing here?"

"…I…" Tooth paused, wringing her delicate hands in front of her as her lavender eyes fell to the floor in guilt "I came to apologize."

"For what?" the man said incredulously.

"For being mean to you when you guys got back from rescuing Bunny," The fairy sighed forlornly "you didn't do anything to make Orion do what he did, and it was wrong to get angry at you."

"But…" Pitch turned away from her, biting his bottom lip as he felt his heart give another painful squeeze "it is my fault."

"How?" Toothiana walked around the couch in the room and sat next to Pitch.

"If I had never created the poison, then Orion would never have used it," the Boogeyman whispered miserably "we don't even know if Orion would have used poison, and if I had never made it, then Bunny could very well not be in the shape he is in now."

"Pitch…"

"No!" the man moaned his emotional anguish leaking through his words "I'm a monster who created something disgusting, something horrible. Everything I do hurts people, and if Bunny doesn't pull through this, it will be my fault. That is a fact."

"Wondering whether Orion would have used a different poison or not for his plans is pointless, because even though we don't like it, he used you're-I mean that poison, on him already," Tooth said placing one hand on his knee and using the other to force him to look up at her "Besides, you're not that kind of person-"

"YES I AM!" Pitch finally bellowed pushing himself off the couch and striding over to the wall only to slam a angry fist on the wall, his head bowed in abject grief "I still don't know how, or even why you lot took a chance on letting me become your ally, much less your…friend."

The Boogeyman sagged against the wall, a choked sob stuck in his throat as his shoulders jerked with the effort it took not to fall into the depths of despair "I-I'm not…worth it, Tooth," he finally choked out "no matter how hard I try, even if my intentions are right, everything I do turns out so, so wrong. That Easter I attacked, all I wanted was to be believed in, but I did it in the most abominable way. And now, once again something that I did, something I was responsible for creating, is hurting those I have become to see as…family."

The last word was spoken so softly, it was barely even a whisper, and Tooth felt her heart break in two as the sheer amount of sorrow rolling off their former adversary in palpable waves.

"Oh, Pitch," Flying over to grieved man Tooth wrapped her arms around his convulsing shoulders, her heart melting even further as he listened to whimpered sobs he was struggling to trap within.

They stayed like that for a few moments, tooth hugging him, and Pitch reveling in her touch, even as he fought with the idea of running away because he felt unworthy of her comfort. Soft arms squeezed him tighter, and the Boogeyman felt the walls he had tried to build around his heart crumble to dust, and finally his own arms reached up to wrap around her middle, and he buried his face into her feathery shoulder.

"I'm sorry," he finally burst tears leaking from the corners of his eyes "So very, very sorry."

"Hush," the fairy whispered one hand reaching up to stroke the back of his head, and playing with the hair growing on the nape of his neck "You didn't tell Orion to do that to Aster, you didn't force him to take the poison, and I'm sure you didn't tell him about it to begin with. None of this is your fault."

"But I made it," the Boogeyman gasped.

"Maybe you did," Tooth nodded, never loosening her hold on Pitch "but that was during a dark time, and you're different now, you're a changed man."

"I want to believe that," Pitch sighed "but my past…"

"Your past has no power over your future." Tooth stated firmly, pulling away so that she could look the Boogeyman directly in the eye "The things in your past, in anyone's past, do not have the authority to tell you what or who you are. If you want to change, if you want to better your life, then do it. A person's past is quite simply, past. Memories are done, events are dead, all you have is the present, don't waste it Pitch. Be the man you want to be, and don't let the things in your past keep you from becoming that person."

Pitch bit his bottom lip, leaning forward until their foreheads touched "I don't know if I'm strong enough," he whispered.

"Then let me help you," The fairy smiled, rubbing her forehead against his "let me be strong, and support you, lean on me, and I promise that I'll help you through anything that may come."

"But…"

Pitch felt the last of his arguments die on his lips when Tooth leaned back, and smiled up at him, and stroke his face tenderly "No more 'buts'."

Then that magnetic pull, the same one he experienced the first summer he stayed at the Pole with Jack during his off season, once again began to draw him towards the fairy, her eyes fluttering closed as they came closer and closer.

Noses brushed, and cheekbones tilted as they came just within the last few milliseconds before contact, their heartbeats thumping in unison, but once again it was not to be. A yeti burst into the room along with Jack, their faces bright, and eyes wide.

"HEY, BUNNY'S AWA-whoa….uh…" Jack's pale face flushed a bright red as he realized what he was interrupting "I…uh…s-sorry, I'm go-gonna…Um, I'm gonna go…."

The blushing spirit immediately turned around, but was stopped by Tooth's voice "Wait! What were you saying about Bunny?"

"Bunny'sawakeandistalkingtoNorthrightnow," Jack answered quickly before rushing out the door.

"Stupid adults making me walk into awkward situations that I have no wish to be a part of," Jack muttered as he flew down the hall, his voice becoming quieter and quieter.

Tooth and Pitch both snorted with laughter at the winter child, before looking at each other and springing apart when they saw just how close they really were "Uh…" Pitch stammered as he blushed "I'm going to…ya'know, go check on…on Bunny."

The Boogeyman rushed out the door, following Jack towards the medic bay, leaving Tooth in the sitting room. Her heart thumping with adrenaline pumping through her veins at yet another close encounter of the male kind, specifically with a certain dashing Boogeyman who happened to have the most adorable British accent; Tooth let out a frustrated snarl with a petulant stomp on the floor.

"This always happens," she growled before letting out a sigh "Thank God we're immortal," she said rolling her eyes while pouting "otherwise, I'd die before we ever made any real progress."

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