Author's Note: Hello everyone! =D Today's one-shot is a headcanon that I came up with a long time ago, inspired by the original Guardians of Childhood books. If you haven't read them, Bunny wears glasses (which, coming from the movie, took some getting used to XD).

I thought it'd be cool to transfer the whole glasses thing to the movie, but since movie Bunny doesn't seem like the type who'd like the idea of wearing glasses, I came up with this thing of a one-shot. =D

I spontaneously decided to write this in first-person (Jack's POV), because I've never written him in first person, and I need the practice. ='D

With that, hope you guys enjoy this one-shot!

The Surreptitious Secret of E. Aster Bunnymund

Bunny's weird.

Yes, I know that's hard to believe, but he is. Just like the rest of us (apart from me of course).

Now, I'm not one to point fingers; I just call things as I see them. And after hanging around with the Guardians for about a year and a half, I'm pretty sure it's safe to say that all of them are, in a way, extremely weird.

North lives with a bunch of yetis and elves that do not know how to knock, Tooth has a…concerning obsession with children's teeth (sorry, but it had to be said). Sandy sleeps to what has to be an unhealthy degree (and he can sleep…anywhere. Literally, I found him passed out inside of a bookshelf once).

As for Bunny…ha. He's the most hilarious of them all.

The rabbit treats his eggs like they're his children. He can't eat chocolate (I heard North mention that it makes him grow extra limbs…which I honestly would love to witness), and yet he surrounds himself with it.

And what's extra baffling about Bunny is his personality. Any other day, he acts like he doesn't care, but whenever he's with his eggs, his chocolate, his plants, or Sophie (who's arguably the only person who could ever do something to him and get away with it), he's a complete softy.

I've only witnessed this soft, awkward Bunny a couple of times, and I like it. But few people ever get to see this side of Bunny. And I seriously mean few.

But apart from all of that, I guess you could consider Bunny pretty normal (next to me). He's usually the one to take charge whenever North can't, and he has pretty good organizational skills (unlike, well, me).

Hey, even though I've lived for over 300 years, doesn't mean I took the time to organize anything okay? I'm a winter spirit. I have storms to tame and winds to punish. With the weather, there's no such thing as "organization." (Don't try to argue with me, Emily Jane)!

Even though Bunny can be a bit of a pain, he's still pretty cool…I guess. He has his quirks, just like the other Guardians. But I have to say, his are a lot more surprising.

I mean, he is an intergalactic, immortal, space-man rabbit who's a master at tai-chi, and can throw a mean boomerang. But never did I expect to discover (or, well…uncover) something so hilarious as this.

…

It was a perfectly normal day at the North Pole, and I was late. It isn't a real Guardian meeting if Jack Frost isn't late.

Alright, alright, jokes aside…I had gotten caught up in a storm on the way up, so I had to take a slight detour. I arrived fifteen minutes after the meeting started, flew in with a gust of wind, and landed like a swan in the center of the room.

"Well, look who finally decided to show up," Bunny said.

I smiled and sent a gust of freezing wind in his direction. He was not happy about that.

"What did I ever do ta ya, mate?!" he exclaimed.

"Absolutely nothing," I replied simply. Bunny huffed, and began to shake the snow out of his fur, then walked over to the fireplace to warm up.

Almost on cue, North swept me up into another one of his chokeholds—uh, I mean hugs—and laughed. "Ah, Jack! Glad you could make it!"

"I got a little caught up in a storm," I said.

"It did feel rough coming up here," Tooth commented. Her mini-fairies, including Baby Tooth, nodded in agreement. "I guess we missed the most of it."

"I just took a detour," I explained. "I came in from behind rather than the front."

Sandy produced a few images over his head, a snowflake, a twirling compass, and a question mark. "At least you didn't get lost on your way here."

"Yeah, but I think some of us might have preferred it that way," I said, sending a teasing look in Bunny's direction. The Pooka rolled his eyes.

"If ya didn't make it, we would've just moved right along without ya," he said. "Someone would review the meeting with ya if ya showed up later."

It wasn't a yes, or a no, which left me satisfied. Deep down all his petulant Pookaness, I knew Bunny cared.

It was still weird getting used to the fact that I had people to count on. That, and actually having a decent living space for once. Sometimes I'd think that this was all just one of the Sandman's dreams and I'd wake up all alone again.

But no; it was all real. And even though the Guardians were strange, they were the best family I could ask for.

Moving on from the sentiments, we sat down in our usual seats, and the yetis delivered snacks as usual. We started with the expected summary of our day, and then answered the question "Anything of Pitch?" The Boogeyman had been extremely quiet the past few months, and even though we took daily trips to his lair to make sure he wasn't up to anything, we still took caution whenever it came to him.

But, as in most meetings, there had been no sign of Pitch or his Fearlings, so the tense mood quickly relaxed as North pulled out paper packets that I didn't recognize.

"What are those?" I asked as he handed one out to everyone.

"Ah, just year details," said North. "Now that we are transitioning into a new year, we need to review. See what we like and what we can improve on for the future.

"A review of our entire year?" I asked, stunned. "How are we supposed to remember all of that?"

"That's the yetis have been keeping track of our meetings," Tooth said. "They compile them and save them until the end of the year so we can use them for review."

"Hm, I thought I mentioned this last meeting," North mused.

"Ya did," Bunny said. He looked at me with a coy smirk. "But Frosty here was too busy sleepin'."

"I wasn't sleeping!" I quickly objected. "I was um…I…."

Okay, fine, I was sleeping. North was going over the usual Guardian material that I had already heard a gazillion times, so I decided to take a quick power nap. It wasn't like I slept the entire meeting…

"He slept the entire meeting."

"Shut up, Bunny!"

Tooth frowned at the both of us. "We'll be going over most of the material anyway right now. There's no need for bickering."

Now, I don't know how Tooth does it, but every time she told us to stop fighting, we stopped. She's pretty much the mother to the chaotic duo that is me and Bunny.

Anyway, North said that each of us would take turns reading over our year summary when our parts came up. Mine was first since it, well, wasn't long. I had only been a Guardian for a year, so there wasn't much to say on my part.

As for everyone else, they had a lot of pages to read and go over. I tried to stay focused since I knew I could learn from the others but at the same time…

Dear Manny, this is so frickin' boring.

But I couldn't mess around with my frost, or take a nap because it would be disrespectful. Also, I was still very much offended by Bunny embarrassing me earlier, so I wasn't going to take any chances of falling asleep again. So I kept my eyes wide and attentive as the review sluggishly dragged on.

Tooth had just finished reading her piece, and it was Bunny's turn to go over his. And this my friends, is where things finally got interesting.

It was like watching in slow motion, the look on Bunny's face as it changed from serene solemnity to pure panic when he skimmed his sheet. I sat up in my seat. Bunny was never nervous. And nor did he ever hesitate.

My curiosity was piqued.

Bunny glanced at everyone, and he cleared his throat. "Ah, well…y'know…we've already been sittin' here for pretty long. Maybe we can push the rest ta tomorrow?"

Now that was a red flag right there. Bunny…procrastinating? The Pooka doesn't even know the meaning of procrastination. Bunny's always ahead of the game, and when he's not, he's either sick or chasing me around the Warren because I was responsible for setting him back.

And I wasn't the only one confused. "I do not think we can squeeze a meeting in tomorrow, Bunny," said North. "I have to start Christmas preparations."

"And I have to get back to the palace before another argument arises," Tooth added. She shook her head and sighed. "Baby Tooth can only keep them under control for so long."

Bunny looked even more uncomfortable, and I was getting more confused.

"What's wrong, 'Roo?" I asked, deciding to try and lighten up the mood. I smirked. "It's not like you can't read, right?"

I must've said something wrong because when Bunny glared at me, I swear I took a quick trip to Heaven and back.

Suddenly, Bunny stood up. "I have ta go," he teresly. Then in a beat, he was gone.

I blinked slowly. I was more concerned than I was curious now. I looked at North, Tooth, and Sandy. But the three of them looked just as confused.

"Um…I didn't poke at anything personal, did I?" I asked. The thought of Bunny being illiterate flashed in my mind. "Bunny isn't—"

"Oh, no, he can read," Tooth answered. She chewed her lip. "I don't know why he was so offended, though."

"Jack is always annoying Bunny," North said. I shot him a look, and the ex-Cossack smiled sheepishly. "You know what I mean. Bunny would get irritated with you if you simply just walked into the room. As you did a few moments ago."

"Yeah, but…" I paused, realizing that I had just agreed to his statement of me being annoying. I shook my head. "That was different. Why was Bunny being so hesitant? We all know that he hates being slow."

Sandy pointed at the abandoned review packet, which produced a question mark over his head, as well as an upset face. "Perhaps he didn't like his year summary?"

"But Bunny's year is all good," said North, flipping through the packet. He set it back down on the table and ran a hand through his beard. "Well, this is quite baffling."

"I'm sure it's nothing to be too concerned about," Tooth said, but she sounded as if she was reassuring herself more than the rest of the room. "I mean…Bunny's usually grumpy. And he's been super busy preparing for Easter…It's probably nothing more than pre-Easter stress."

North and Sandy were nodding in agreement, but despite Tooth's assessment, I wasn't fully convinced.

Bunny wasn't just upset when I made that comment, but he looked a little… embarrassed too. I've witnessed enough embarrassing moments during my 300 years alone, so I know the look of an embarrassed person when I see one.

But that was the thing…Bunny was never embarrassed. He was never nervous. And now, a part of me felt that it was my fault that he had reacted like this.

"How about I go and see him?" I asked. You know…for just in case."

"That is good idea, Jack!" North bellowed "Perhaps you should apologize for earlier too. You know…for just in case."

I smiled. "If it makes it any better," I said. Then, I called Wind and she whisked me off the ground. I was curious to find out what was going on with Bunny, but at the same time, I was seeing him out of concern. I had just made up with the Guardians, and I didn't want to mess anything up for them again.

I chewed my lip and urged the Wind to go faster. It's just pre-Easter jitters, I told myself. Just pre-Easter jitters.

Yeah, it was anything but pre-Easter jitters. In fact, it was something much more unexpected.

…

I arrived at the Warren in record time, but Bunny wasn't anywhere to be found in the lush green glade. His eggs were everywhere, though, and a little bunch tittered up to me as I landed.

I smiled. "Hey, guys. Do you know where Bunny went?"

Now before you all call me out, no, I am not crazy to the point where I talk to eggs. They're special eggs. They can understand you when you speak to them. So, don't call me weird. That title is reserved for the rest of the Guardians.

The eggs always know where Bunny is as long as he's within the Warren. I guessed that it had something to do with his spring-Easter magic or whatever, but I never asked.

The eggs led me through the Warren, and I had to take the time to admire the scenery. All of the Guardians lived in some hidden part of the world, but Bunny dwelled within it. As much as I thought the place would look amazing decked out with snow, the Warren had its own, hopeful spring-like charm with its rolling meadows and bubbling rivers of water and paint.

The egg sentinels were lumbering around and I waved a quick hello. They were basically the equivalent to North's yetis, but much bigger and harder.

Bunny's eggs led me to the farthest part of the Warren, where his cottage was located (what? You didn't think he slept in the grass did you?).

I thanked the eggs, and they ran off. I walked up to the door, wondering whether or not I should knock. The door was usually unlocked since not many came down into the Warren anyway. And if I did knock, Bunny would probably just tell me to leave, which I didn't want.

So, as quietly as I could, I gently pushed the door open. Thank Manny that it didn't creak. I peeked inside and spotted Bunny sitting at his table, hunched over what looked to be the review papers that he had brought with him.

He sighed heavily, and I tilted my head. What was he so disappointed about? North had said that he had a good year unless Bunny was one of those people who were never satisfied and constantly thought they could do better. That I could understand.

I crept inside, ducking behind a cabinet. Bunny still hadn't looked up. For someone who loves to brag about their amazing sense of hearing, the Pooka seemed to be tuned out to the world at the moment.

Speaking of hearing…there was something wrapped over Bunny's ears. It looked like some kind of string or cord. I wasn't sure where it connected to, but I was just about to find out.

Bunny set down his papers and huffed. "It just had to be today, didn't it? It could've been any other day, but North just had to make it today!"

He slammed his fist against the table. "He could've at least given us the papers early! Then I could've read them over and just rehearsed them at the meeting, but nooooo—we all had to be there in one room, readin' out loud to each other." Bunny rubbed his temples and stood up. "Bloody heck, I hate these things so much…"

Then, Bunny turned around, and my eyes widened.

I couldn't believe it. I honestly couldn't believe it.

E. Aster Bunnymund, the toughest (next to me), bravest (also next to me), and the one who took no crap from anyone…wore glasses.

Glasses.

But it wasn't the fact that he wore glasses that had me surprised…it was the shape of them. I knew Bunny had a thing with eggs, but did he seriously have to make his glasses egg-shaped too?

I couldn't help it. I snickered. And this time, Bunny heard me.

Suddenly, I was yanked out of my hiding place, and thrown onto the couch, and before I could even process what was going on, Bunny grabbed me by the collar, and snapped, "How long were ya sittin' there?!"

I gulped. "Uh…I was…erm…uhh…"

Dang it, Frost. You're screwed.

I smiled awkwardly. "Ah…would I get punched if I said I was here for your entire monologue?"

Bunny looked furious, but then he realized he was still wearing his glasses, and he quickly ripped them off.

I blinked slowly. "Yeahhh…I already saw those."

Bunny shook his head and tossed the glasses on the table. "You shouldn't have," he muttered.

"If it makes you feel any better, they don't look so bad on you," I said.

Bunny glared at me. Two trips to Heaven in one day.

"How long have you been wearing them?" I asked. I had never seen Bunny wear glasses before, so either he got them recently or he hid them really, really well.

Bunny looked away from me and, to my surprise, replied, "I've always worn them."

"Always?" I asked, confused.

"Yeah," said Bunny, sitting next to me on the couch. "But I stopped centuries ago. Which was a mistake, because now I can't read anythin' that's too close up to me. I only use them for reading, 'cause I can't make out the words well. Any other time, I don't need them." Bunny frowned. "Still doesn't make me too happy about 'em, though."

"Oh," I said. "The Guardians don't know?"

Bunny snorted. "'Course not," he said. "I don't want to embarrass myself any further."

"But I'm sure they'll understand," I countered. "I mean…it's no big deal. They're just glasses."

Bunny stared at me, and that's when I realized: it was a big deal. He was the Easter Bunny, huge, tough, and cool. Everyone looked up to him, even the Guardians. And yet he needed glasses, all because he couldn't read without them.

He looked so embarrassed when he was asked to read out loud at the meeting, and my dumb comment didn't make things any better for him. Suddenly, I felt really guilty. If it wasn't for me, Bunny wouldn't have felt so insecure.

"Bunny…I'm sorry," I said. "I didn't mean to embarrass you earlier."

"Ya didn't know mate," Bunny said. He placed a paw on my shoulder. "It's fine."

I shook my head. "No, it's not. I shouldn't have made you feel so insecure. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have said anything."

I looked at the egg-shaped glasses on the table. "You should tell the Guardians," I said. "Like I said before, they're just glasses. They won't change anything."

"Are ya sure about that?" Bunny asked.

"I'm always sure," I said. I took the glasses and put them on my face. I blinked. "Yeah, these are definitely not my style."

Bunny chuckled, and I handed the glasses back to him. "I believe these belong to you," I said.

He looked like he didn't want to take them, but I placed them in his paws anyway. I smiled. "Nothing to be ashamed about."

Hesitantly, Bunny slipped the glasses back onto his face. He looked at me, and, I'm not going to lie, he made them look pretty good.

I grinned. "Yup, they definitely suit you better. Now, you won't struggle reading whatever North hands out."

"I still don't feel too comfortable about this," said Bunny.

"Like I didn't feel comfortable about trusting you with my ticklishness?" I retorted.

Bunny scoffed. "That's different—"

"It's the same thing," I cut in. "It's the embarrassing things that make us who we are. And the best part about being in a family is they accept you for you."

To be honest, that sounded way more cheesy than I intended for it to out loud, but it seemed to make Bunny feel better, so I guess I said something right.

Bunny let out a breath. "I…guess your right," he said. "And I have been pretty tired of having to read things at home rather than at the North Pole."

"Well, all that ends today," I said, standing up and giving him my hand. "Let's go back and tell the others. The sooner the better, y'know?"

For a moment, I thought Bunny would decline, or push the reveal to tomorrow. But instead, he grabbed my hand, pulled himself up from the couch, and made his way to the door.

I smiled.

This time, he didn't hesitate.

Author's Note: When I first wrote this, I thought it was cringy. But then I came back to it later and realized that it wasn't so bad (this is me with all of my writing by the way ='D).

As for Jack's POV, I had a lot of fun writing it. =D I hope he doesn't sound too... teenager-y? ='D I imagine him to have a dry sense of humor when it comes to stuff, and jokes just come naturally for him. Of course, he is 300 years old, so he has a serious side too (which I am looking forward to writing someday), but for this story, I just stuck to the silly side. XD

But if you want an amazing first-person Jack narration with both the silly and serious, go read Sapphire316's "Becoming a Guardian," which kind of inspired this one-shot's narrative. =D It's told entirely from Jack's point of view, and the narrative is *chefs kiss*. She captures Jack's humor and personality extremely well. She has a lot of other amazing ROTG stuff, so be sure to check her out. =)

Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this one-shot, and I hope to see you in whatever I post next. ^u^

Until the next story!

~BeyondTheMoon1203