Here is more FrostedNature because why the hecky not?
A dash of sweettooth too! ;)
ENJOY!
THE CLOSET TRAP
Toothiana looked at the blizzard that started to pile up outside and sighed. Bunny was too busy shaking snow out of his fur in front of the fire that didn't notice when Sandy entered the room with North, both wrapped up in a conversation about the weather.
North slumped against an armchair with a heavy sigh. "He's at it again, uh?"
"Ya really have to talk to him, North. It's been a week, a whole week of this. And if it ain't snowing, it's raining. The storm already reached the warren."
"I tried, Bunny, but he will not listen. The boy is too angry."
"Yeah, but Bunny's right. We have to do something before those two destroy Earth." Tooth added as she flew closer to the pooka. "Can't they just talk it out?"
Sandy shook his head. The poor dream weaver had already tried to make both Mother Nature and Jack Frost apologize, only to receive a flat refusal from two very proud spirits.
"Why did they fight anyways?"
"Dunno, but we gotta do something." Bunnymund shrugged.
North stroked his beard, his mind already working on something. Suddenly his expression brightened and he got up from his seat. "We have to bring them together to talk it out."
"How?" asked the fairy.
North's face fell and he slumped back on the chair. "No idea."
But it was Bunnymund who gave a new light to the situation. "We gotta bring 'em together by force then."
"Do you think it's a good idea?" Toothiana bit her lip. Bunny held her hand. "Sheila, I love ya. I really do. But my egglets and I can't keep crashing at yer place to get away from the water."
Ok, point taken.
"How to even get them in same room?" asked the Cossack.
The guardians gathered around as the pooka explained his plan. By the end of it, they agreed it was the best option despite the risk.
"But what if it doesn't work?" North was not completely down with the idea.
"We prepare for hell to break loose."
Emily Jane shakes off snow from her dress, slightly fuming as she does. She dislikes snow at the moment because it reminds her of a certain frost spirit she is mad at.
Elves were guiding her through the halls since she didn't know her way around the Pole that much, but she didn't remember North's office to be that far away.
Why does the Russian even want to talk to her? If they want her to apologize, they're wasting their time. She hadn't done anything wrong.
"It's that idiot's fault." She mutters under her breath, already getting vexed again.
Who ever gave him the right to plot with the Groundhog to extend winter? She had already stipulated that spring was arriving on time this year and still he had gone and talk the Groundhog out of it.
And when she catches him, they end up in arguing.
She stops at a door that doesn't look like North's office at all, and frowns.
But when she sees Jack Frost and Sandy coming the other way and stopping in front of her, she already has her suspicions.
"What are you doing here?" asks the boy.
"I was called here, Frost. It's odd to find you here and not celebrating with your friend the groundhog."
Before either of them can take the discussion any further, the elves open the door and they are forcefully shoved inside the mysterious room.
"What the f-" Jack blurts as he trips.
They hear the door lock and the elves cackling as they run away.
"Sandy! Get us out of here." She runs to the door and tries to open the door, but no such luck. "This is not funny! Come back!" She bangs at the door with her little hand.
Only the elves laughter is her answer.
"I swear I'll skin all of you when I get out of here!" she screeches.
"Princess, if you didn't notice we're not getting out of here anytime soon."
She glowers at him in the dark. How can he be so calm about this? "Don't call me that."
He sighs and sits down, planning to turn those little critters into popsicles when he's out.
Emily Jane gives up trying to open the door (which had been proven to be far more resistant than a simple wooden door) and leans against the wall, hoping she could hear someone coming and demand her release.
There had never been so much tension in a room than in this closet. Both spirits are angry and shooting glares at each other.
"This is your fault."
"How is any of this my fault? I'm not the one who sent a whole freaking electric storm because of extended winter."
"Oh no! You're not putting the blame on me!" she retorts. "Nothing of this'd have happened if you had done as you were told and accepted that spring was coming when it was supposed to. It's my job to decide on seasons, not yours."
"What about it? I needed a few extra weeks of winter, big deal."
"But without asking me! Without taking in consideration if I was alright with it or if it didn't cause major trouble elsewhere…"
The elves have their ears stuck to the door, hearing as Jack gets up to search for a light switch as Mother Nature keeps nagging him.
Jack slowly gropes in the dark as he gets close to where the switch is supposed to be.
Both spirits go on until the elves don't hear anything. Have those two already killed each other already?
Suddenly they hear an out of breath "Jack?"
"Yes?" the word struggles to get out of the boy's mouth.
"That's NOT the light switch!"
The little minions look at each other and giggle.
"I said I was sorry!" Jack rubs his right cheek that still has imprinted Emily's hand on it.
"Stay over there and shut up." The girl says from the opposite corner of the closet, arms firmly crossed against her chest and flushing bright red.
Now with light filling the small space they can see at each other perfectly, both filled with frustration, anger, and storm.
After minutes of tense silence she's the one who asks the question. "Why?"
"Uh?"
"Why did you ask the Groundhog to extend winter?"
Jack looks the other way, not really used or good at having to explain himself at any one. "Jaime asked me to teach him how to ice-skate."
She frowned, wondering what the young Bennett kid has to do with it.
"I promised I would and then…the guardians wrapped me up in teaching me what a guardian's supposed to do and now I have to work at a larger scale than just giving a few kids snow days." He ruffles his hair with his hand. "I barely had time to teach him…and he's getting older. I gotta use all the time I got left with him before he forgets me." Now his blue eyes have a sad look in them. "I thought that with a few more weeks I would make it up for him…" his voice trails off.
It dawns of her: he's scared of losing the boy.
Emily Jane has long forgotten what it is for a human being to see her, so she doesn't understand at first. But it's been different for Jack. She chose to be alone but not him.
"I don't expect you to forgive me, but I'd do it again…"
She closes her eyes and sighs. "I know."
The boy of frost glances up, not sure why she's not berating at him. Emily looks at him, also not sure of what she's doing.
She cannot assure the child won't forget him, since she is not sure how unavoidable that fate may be but she can try to understand Jack's worry.
"I know that you wouldn't have done it without a reason and I understand why you did it." She sat down. "I only wish you had told me…"
Jack looked at the floor around him and how it has started to be covered with a thin layer of frost. "I'm sorry for not telling you. I just thought that since you don't like winter you'd say no."
Not like winter? Wherever he had heard something so ridiculous?
"I don't dislike winter." She tilted her head as her hands rested on the floor and spread a bit of frost herself. "But I don't like you not telling me. It made me furious to think that you regarded my opinion so little as others do."
"What are talking about?"
It was her turn to look down. "When I first became Mother Nature many thought me inadequate for the job. They didn't trust someone like me to have such power." The young woman fingered one of the patterns on her long green dress. "I had to claw my way up, demonstrate that I was fit to handle it. It wasn't pretty nor easy and had lot of people who thought they could do as they liked and step over my authority." Her eyes now talk of hardships and bitter feelings. "Don't feel bad, now they know better. But the idea of you doing it and having to go through all of it again…it ticked me off."
'I'd say.' Thought Jack. She had unleashed a massive storm and he had answered with a blizzard in return. They both had been acting like kids.
They seem to think the same because when they lock gazes they give the other a short weary chuckle.
"I'm sorry I got angry at you."
Jack gives her his signature smirk. "Well…I could act like a grown up and accept your apology." He reaches out to a sack next to him and pulls out a handful of material used for toy stuffing. "But where's the fun in that?"
Emily Jane's jaw drops. "No. Jack Frost, don't you dar-" But the guardian of fun is already throwing the stuffing at her, covering her in a white layer of polyester and plastic material.
It all went downhill from there as the two spirits engaged in a fierce stuffing war.
The storm and the blizzard mingle in the sky, fuelled with a new vigorous wind that blew against the North Pole.
The guardians look at the grey clouds, worried that it all had been for worse.
"Sergei Taneyev!" mutters the Cossack as lighting dances across the sky followed by the beating thunder, and mixes with the falling snow that starts to pile up again around the fortress. "Maybe it's good time to get them out."
Everybody stays silent and just nods before making their way to the closet.
Emily Jane has him trapped against the door. "You're so going to regret that, Frost."
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, weather girl."
She shoves a handful of wood-wool stuffing on his face, but that gives him the opportunity to wrap his arms around her, both of them laughing like small children.
"It's over, princess." He leans in closer to her face with a victorious smile. "I win."
He really thinks that he's won? She smirks, possessed over by a new strength and flare she never knew she had inside, a more carefree and less restrained side of her nature. "You foolish man." She grabs the collar of his hoodie and pulls him down the rest of the distance.
The guardians stare at the door, wondering if the silence means that they have finally succeeded to rip each other apart and who'll be brave enough to open that door.
Since it was Bunny's idea, he gets picked.
With a shaky paw he pulls the door handle and opens the door, quickly stepping away when receiving a wave of hot and cold air.
They are met with a rather unusual sight.
To find Jack Frost and Mother Nature covered in toy stuffing and making out in a closet is more than enough to be tagged as such.
His hands are holding her face as their lips meet while one of her hands has snaked beneath his hoodie to feel his cold body temperature as the other still grips him from the collar.
Apparently neither Jack nor Emily notices the pairs of wide eyes that are staring at them until both spirits feel the sudden small gust of fresh air.
Emily and Jack stare back at them with a deer in the headlights expression before quickly flinging themselves off of each other.
"What the-?" Tooth is not able to make a complete sentence, her mouth ajar.
"Pay up." Bunnymund says to North.
"Хорошо! Easter IS better than Christmas."
Sandy just stares open-eyed at both spirits as golden symbols dash over his head at a speed impossible for human eye to follow.
Emily Jane just wishes for a crack to appear on the floor so she can hide in it. Hells, she'd make one appear herself if she could.
Her instincts kick in and drive her back to reality, making her blush furiously while trying to shake off a bit of polyester of her dress.
She mutters an excuse and leaves without making eye contact with Jack, feeling the guardians' eyes almost burning a hole into the back of her head.
The poor guardian of fun is still half shocked and half on a daze, his heart beating like crazy as he excuses himself and walks away on the opposite direction.
Toothiana is still not able to believe it. She looks at the pooka, who walks next to her with a satisfied smile. "You knew that they'd end up like this?"
"It wasn't exactly how I planned it but, hey, it worked." They look at the now clear sky and at the bright sun shining down on the North Pole.
Tooth glances at the sky then at Bunny and frowns.
"I really do hope you're not planning to lock us up in a closet every time we fight."
"Please, sheila." He looks amused at her expression. "I have something far more original in store." He winks at her and walks away.
"WHAT?" her heart skips a beat at such declarations. "Bunny, what are you talking about?"
Tooth only hears his laughter in response. She flies after him, blushing.
"Aster Bunnymund, come back here!"
Maybe Bunny will have to use his methods sooner than he thinks.
Yeah guys, Jack touched the boob x)
Bunny, you sly pooka ;D
Hehehe, don't forget to R&R! It encourages me to continue! ^^