forbidden love

immortal problems

Bunnymund was worried sick. How was he going to save the bloody show pony from the death? If an immortal person died, there was no way that he/she would come back. Except for when the moon gave you life again. And with Jack on Pitch's side, there was no way that would happen. Bunny sighed deeply while hopping to his room. The giant bunny had a hobby, drawing. He picked a paper and a pencil and started drawing. It was Jack, with one of his famous smirks on his young and unguilty face. Bunnymund took his time with it. When he was ready, he started to tear up. It looked exactly like Jack. If you would tell someone it was a picture, they would probably believe it. He layed the paper down, and then let all the emotion he had locked away for the past days go. He cried and cried, till he had no tears left. When he looked at his clock, it was already 6AM. Already 6AM!? Bunny rubbed his face with his hand and tried to get some sleep. It didn't work. All he did was thinking about Jack, who would probably die. He then let sleep take control over him. Nothing tonight, no more visions. Bunny guessed there was nothing left to tell. He could think in his sleep? Yes he can. What seemed like hours later, someone waked him. It was North. "Bunny, why you sleeping so late? It's 11AM." "Sorry North. I'll be there in a minute."

~le meanwhile at the liar~
Jack jawned and sat up. Where was he? When he looked around, he soon realised he was in his room. What!? Yesterday, he was still in the library. And now he was here. Someone must have brought him here. Then he saw the book on his nightstand. Since it was still very early, he decided to read in the book for a while. He was now on the page with a dragon named the nightfury. It was pitchblack, and the fastest dragon where people knew of. After finishing the book, he was thinking. Friends. Mortal friends. He didn't have any, because Jamie was well, you know. Dead. And the others stopped believing a few days after the incident. They thought it was all just a dream. It would be impossible for him to get mortal friends. Who believes in Jack Frost? Litterly 10 children over the whole god damn world! And because he is immortal, and they are mortals, they would grow old and die. Jack wanted to be mortal again so badly sometimes. Get older, marry, have kids and then die with everyone you love around you when you close your eyes to never open them again. Stupid immortinality, always ruining everything. And because he was still a guardian, you can't quit unless you have permission from all the other guardians, he actually wasn't alloud to love. He had broken that rule, and that rule was one of the most serious ones. He sighed and decided to practise the new powers Pitch had told him about. Black sand. He opened his hand and a mini tornado of black sand came out of it. It wasn't just black sand, there were also little bits of ice blue sand spread across it. He looked at it with wonder in his eyes. He had never seen something this beautiful, except for Midnight ofcourse. Soon, he realised that, since he was here, he hadn't used his ice powers. Jack touched the ground with his staff, and a spike of blue ice shot out. The tip of the spike was black. He gasped and quickly removed it. All the sudden, Midnight came in, without knocking, again. "Hey Jackie, what's wrong?" "My powers. They, they are different." Jack was confused. "That's normal. How do they look now?" "My ice, a part of it is black. And i now control that sand thingy, it's not just black, also blue." The spirit explained to his girlfriend. "It is all normal, Jackie. I promise." Jack nodded, but still looked at his hands. How was he even able to control the sand? Did it came with the darkness? Or was he always able to do that, but didn't realise it until now? He was so confused right now. "Stop doing that, it's weird." "Stop doing what?" "Stop looking at your hands." "Oh sorry." Jack looked up again and gave Midnight a fake smile. Midnight looked back with a 'seriously?' look on her face. He knew she wouldn't believe it. "I'll leave you alone for a while, so you can let everything sink in." The girl patted his shoulder before she left the room. Jack sighed deeply. What was he going to do now? Maybe practising with those new powers? Yeah, that could help him taking his mind of everything. He kinda missed the guardians. Bunny always yelling at him. Sandy talking with his sand. Tooth and North. Even if they ignored him, he could be able to miss them, right? What if he had never met Midnight? Would he still cut? Would he still cry himself to sleep at night? Or would the other guardians finally see that they've gone way to far and forgive him? Come on, 50 years?! That is a little bit to much. He wouldn't care if Bunnymund didn't forgive him. But Tooth, North and Sandy, he wanted that especially they forgave him. Bunny would just be a bonus. Oh, and how did he mis Jamie. He loved to play with the kid all day long. No worries about the guardians, what they think. Not anymore! But most of all, he missed Baby Tooth. The little fairie who would always be by his side. She knew it wasn't his intention to ruin easter. After a little bit of practising with the black sand, he already was pretty good at it. It was almost like his ice. The same way of controling it, but now with his hands and not with his staff. He chuckled when he made a replica of Bunnymund, but in a dress. He did that for the other guardians too. Except for Tooth. She became a turtle. He started laughing uncontrolably at hus creations. Soon, Midnight and Pitch showed up too. When they saw what he had made, they started laughing. It went like this the rest of the day. Very funny. To soon, it was evening. The ice creatures had disappeared and everyone was tired. Jack was tired as well, so after he gave Midnight a goodnight kiss, he crawled in bed and let sleep take over.