Frost Vs. Ice (RotG)

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

*Alyssa's POV*

"No, he isn't. He left a year ago." Bunny claimed angrily.

"Nightmares attacked me, Pitch attacked Jack. He hid from us for a year to gather enough strength to take me on."

"Not again." Tracy groaned. "I thought we'd chased him off for good."

"Apparently not." I muttered.

"What do you think we should do now?" Bunny asked.

"Sit back and wait." I shrugged. "What else can we do?"

The others just looked at each other before agreeing with me. "We need to gather together and prepare, but don't let him in on it if you can. We're going to need to stick together, so I suggest a buddy system. Now, because and only because their powers complement each other, I suggest Tracy and Jack be buddies."

Immediately objections were heard from both, moving away from each other. "Sandy, you come with me?" Bunny asked. Sandy nodded.

"I call Tooth!" North exclaimed, trying to help me get the two together. It was a funny sight to see the large round Santa standing beside the small dainty Tooth Fairy.

"And Moser and I will go together, when he gets here." Tracy said.

Moser, who had just flown in behind her, shook his head. "I'm going with Aly. What're we doing anyway?"

"Buddy system." I simply informed him.

"Definitely Aly then. Who does that leave?"

"Us." Jack groaned, gesturing between them.

Moser chuckled and held my hand in his. Jack glared at him, but I glared right back. "So, you two are stuck together, whether you like it or not." I said with an evil smile.

The spirits of opposite seasons merely glared at each other and I pushed them outside before they could hurt the Workshop again.

Tumbling into the snow, Tracy jumped to her feet. "Cold!"

"Ah, get over it, Mair."

She sent a heatwave his way and all the snow around him melted, making him fall into simmering pool. He threw snow at her, and so began the fireball vs. snowball fight.

"Children." I laughed, heading back inside.

"Are not!" They both screamed. With a chuckle, I stuck my tongue out at them. Jack copied my motion.

"So, buddies, what should we do now?" I asked brightly, well aware of the screaming and threatening taking place right behind me.

"Shouldn't we do something?" Moser asked worriedly.

"Nah, they'll be fine." Then I turned and shouted, "Jack! Don't kill Tracy!"

"Ha!" Tracy scoffed.

"No promises!" was heard from the other.

I laughed, and the others did too, but it was half-hearted. One question was looming overhead, and none of us wanted to know the answer. How strong had Pitch gotten?