Guardian with claws (A RotG fan-fic)

Chapter 20

*POV North* 

We went back to the sleigh, this time with an excited Britt joining us. It was funny to see how she enjoyed the ride, and was eager to talk to all of us. I forgot the fact that it was a lot for children to meet us guardians. We were, after all, mythical beings. Though very real. She enthusiastically told us about a girl named Robin, apparently the one we were on our way to. She and Britt wrote a story together, explained our oldest believer. They had heard lots of stories about us, and therefore decided to create a whole plot around the so called myths. Jack showed his interest in this story, especially after Britt mentioned that the story was mostly about him. It was a little creepy, though, to hear how much of the facts those two girls had gotten right, like they knew what was going on behind the scenes. On the other side, I could respect the creativity that they showed. 

After just a few minutes, Britt and Jack were engaged in a heated discussion about the plot of the story. Jack, of course, wanted as much as possible heroic action from 'his character'. Britt just laughed about that and said that the character would be as she and Robin wanted it to be, and nothing else. Jack muttered his disagreement, but he didn't seem capable over convincing the girl otherwise. Anna followed the conversation with mild curiosity, but I myself lost track of what they were talking about almost immediately and noticed my mind wandering off. What would it be like to meet that other girl? And what difference would these two last believers make in the battle against Pitch? More important: what difference would I make? Were my old powers enough to make a change? They hadn't quite been two years ago. I sighed. This was going to get hard. 

Before I really got the chance to think about it, we arrived in the small town known as Enkhuizen. I recognised some roofs, and thinking of the kids living beneath them made me smile. I landed the sleigh on a field of grass, surrounded by houses on two sides, some sort of dike on one side and a road on the last side. 

*POV Anna* 

'So, what do we do now?' I asked. 'I mean, I have no idea whom we are looking for, and the spaces between the houses are way smaller than they were where Britt lives.' Jack shrugged and turned to the girl.
'Where does this Robin live?' he asked simply. Britt chuckled nervously.  
'I have no idea,' she answered. 'I don't even know what she looks like; we've never met.' A look of utter astonishment appeared on Jack's face.
'So you're saying you are writing a story together with someone you don't even know?!' he asked.  
'Well, yes, that is how you could put it,' Britt replied sheepishly. Jack groaned and turned away from us.
'Come on, mister snowman, don't act so dramatic!' I called over to him. 

*POV Jack* 

I turned around immediately.
'I beg your pardon? What did you just call me?!' I exclaimed indignantly, only to find my companions laughing. Oh well. Why not? Laughing, I shook my head. 'Let's just go find Robin, okay?'  
Sadly, that was not as easy as it seemed. Dozens and dozens of homes surrounded us, and not knowing this Robin, didn't quite help. We searched for over an hour and ended up strolling down a street with plain houses.  
'This is going to take forever!' Bunny complained.  
'You know what?' Britt said. 'I agree with you. I'm tired of this. She randomly walked to the door of one of the houses and rang the bell.
'What are you doing?!' Anna exclaimed. 'You can't just...' The door opened, and Anna hastily shut her mouth.
'Uh, hi!' Britt said, then looked uncertainly back to us.  The girl stared blankly back at her.
'Are those the guardians?' she then asked, only a small hint of astonishment in her voice.
'Yes, we are,' I replied simply. 'What do you want us to do? A little dance?' The girl raised her eyebrow.
'Oh, shut up, Jack,' she said. 'You know, I've seen a movie once, and the Jack Frost in that one was a creepy old man who wanted to take over Christmas.' My mouth fell open.
'Who are you to randomly tell me this?' I asked, not sure what else to say.
'My name's Robin.' 

*POV Robin* 

Leaning against the doorpost, I studied the small group in front of me I had heard so much about. The Easter bunny, Santa Claus, the Toothfairy, sandman and Jack Frost. Though there were two girls with them, whom I did not recognise. One of them screamed and was practically jumping up and down of joy.
'Hi Robin! I'm Britt! Or WriterOfMyOwn, as you may know me better!' she exclaimed. A smile found its way to my face and within seconds I was jumping too.
'This is so awesome!' I yelled.
'I know!'
'Okay, okay, back to business,' Jack said, trying to calm us down. He did not know, though, that I had just eaten a fair amount of jelly beans. One does not want to be around me when I have jelly beans. They gave me major headaches, but I could never stop eating them. They were just too tasty! And a quite funny side effect was that I got really, really hyper.
'So, shall we go back to the sleigh?' Santa Claus, or North, asked. My eyes widened. Sleigh! This was going to be fun.  
'Oh crickey,' Bunny mumbled, noticing my expression.