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To Have and To Hold by LadyPhenyx
 Movies » Rise of the Guardians Rated: K+, English, Romance & Adventure, Bunnymund, Jack Frost, North, Tooth, Words: 167k+, Favs: 495, Follows: 400, Published: Jun 19, 2017 Updated: Jul 15, 2019 298Chapter 52
Jack had been staring at the various designs the other Guardians had come up with for his ice palace for who knew how long now, but he wasn't seeing them.
Which was frustrating, because the other Guardians has some really interesting ideas and Jack really, really wanted to see what he could incorporate into his new ice palace once he'd finished tearing down the old. Though some of them were pretty impractical – yes, Bunny, eggs were nice but a bit inappropriate for an ice palace.
But Jack's mind kept slipping back to what the palace was starting to represent – all of them, together, and the marriage.
They were all being so patient with him, waiting for Jack to take the next step.
And he was ready to! But...who did he start with? Someone had to get the first gesture of courtship, even if he went out right after to another and another.
Of course, he could always just let it happen, but...for the first time...ugh.
This was supposed to be fun, not stressful.
With that thought, Jack left the designs – they were up on a bulletin board North had designated for them, up out of the reach of the elves, ready for him whenever he wanted to work on them – and took off out the window.
Time to see where the wind took him and make a few visits.
Bunny squinted as he focused on the egg. Just a touch more...careful now or it would smudge...and...there!
Easter may not have been for a few months yet, but it didn't do to let himself get out of practice on the painting, no matter how long he'd been doing this for. The Warren may have done the majority of the painting, with the Color River and the paint plants and pattern vines, but having eggs with the personal touch was what made it special.
Sometimes, he wasn't sure the others – especially North – got it, given how often the two of them wrangled over their holidays. Then the gumby would go and do something like giving him a new set of paints he was trying out he thought Bunny might like, just because.
Smiling, Bunny let the egg down, watching as it scampered off. He liked days like this, quiet and peaceful, but he hadn't realized how much he'd missed the noise and chaos that came from his Spice.
Another thing to be thankful for, he supposed, cleaning his brushes. He hadn't been thrilled when Manny told them to include Jack...a bit of an understatement...but at least no one had been trying to make him eat those words.
He was bending to reach for another egg when he froze, ears stiffening and twitching.
A noise, something quiet, someone in the Warren who didn't want him to know they were in the Warren.
None of the alarms had gone off, the sentinels were at ease, was he hearing things?
Then there was a faint scent, fresh snow and crisp air, and Bunny had just a split second to register what he smelled before a cold someone was on his back.
