"Are you sure about this?" Jack Frost asked, following Pitch Black into Hotel Transylvania. He tightly gripped his staff as nerves got the best of him. "Pitch?"
"Of course, I am; I am good friends with the owner." Pitch responded waving dismissively at Jack's worry. What Jack did not know is that North had asked him to take Jack for a vacation and out of everyone's hair for the meantime. It did not hurt that several of the monsters, spirits and so on at the Autumn Festivity he threw, wanted to see Jack again. "Including all the friends you made at the festivity are here too."
"I thought this place was for only monsters?" Jack saw a couple of humans wonder into the hotel with zombies following them carrying their luggage.
"Recently humans are allowed into the hotel." Pitch answered him, he picked up Jack by the scruff of his hoodie and they soared into the air. Jack's eyes widen when he saw what seemed like hundreds of familiar puppies run underneath them. "Wanda and Wayne are here already."
"Are those the werewolf pups?" Jack asked once Pitch landed in the front main door of the Hotel. "From the other night."
"Yes, don't mind them and you might want to keep a close eye on your staff." Pitch said, he let go of Jack's hoodie and headed towards the reception desk. "They have a tendency to bite and chew on everything."
"I thought they couldn't see me?" Jack asked.
"I have told them a lot about the Guardians…believe me, that was the last thing I wanted to do. They more or less accepted it." Pitch said rolling his eyes at the memory. It took him a good week trying to get them to believe. He stood in front of the reception desk, the Zombie in charge of booking the rooms groaned. "My usual room and a room for my friend."
The Zombie slowly typed into the computer letting out a groan of confirmation.
"How often have you been coming here?" Jack asked.
"Since it first opened over a hundred years ago." Pitch responded he took the two keys the Zombie handed him. "Thank you…."
Pitch looked down at Jack, the young Guardian swore that the older spirit grew several feet. "Do not cause any trouble for me here. Do not, I repeat not, do anything to make me regret bringing you here. This is the only place I know none of you Guardians bother me at. Are we clear?"
"Crystal."
"Yo, Pitch!"
Pitch and Jack turned to see Johnny walking towards them, with Dennis sitting on his shoulders. "You made it! Whoa! Jack Frost too."
"Jonathan." Pitch greeted, he reverted to his original size although he still over towered everyone so far. His expression lightened when he greeted Dennis. "Dennis."
"Hi Uncle 'Itch!" Dennis giggled waving at Pitch.
"Hehe, Itch." Jack cracked into his hoodie.
Pitch calmly grabbed Jack's staff and hit him over the head with it, then placing it back in the Winter Spirit's hands. Dennis and Johnny laughed at Jack's baffled expression. "Ow…?"