Let The Storm Rage On: A Jelsa Fanfic

Bunny

Happy Easter guys!!!! As an Easter thing, I decided that the Easter Bunny was gonna do a POV in the book. This a one time Easter thing so enjoy!!!!!!!

Bunny

After all the first trouble, with Jack getting all hurt, there's another issue. The monsters are back. I'm starting to get this twitchy feeling that they want something from us. I just wish they would say something else other than 'rawr' I mean, seriously, Mates. We ask a question and all you say is 'rawr'?

Anyways, I throw everything I got at those... Things. Then, I see a girl with white-blonde hair and a blue dress run up to me.

"Need help?" She asks. I say nothing back, approving her help in my head. We attack them until they stop advancing.

"So," she starts. "You're the Easter Bunny?"

"Yours truly, Mate," I say.

"Are you a guardian?"

"Yep."

"So you know Jack."

"Wha--?" I start, she looks at me waiting for an answer. "I know 'im. Doesn't mean I like 'im but I certainly know 'im. Oh, by the way. Did you know your friend screams like a little girl?"

"What?"

"Nothing."

She starts to ask what I said again, but more come back. She's curious. I throw some grenades at them, they explode. Then, a tall, skinny, blue blob holding a stick runs up to us. Jack.

"Jack!" The queen exclaims.

"Elsa!" He replies. They hug. It wasn't the friendly kind of hug. I try to refrain from decorating the place on Easter. But then, I see something out of the ordinary.

It is a large, black bird with a person riding on it. He picks up Jack.

I try to run after him. I grab onto its foot and climb it to reach him, but it shakes me off.

"See ya later, kangaroo!" the rider yells.

"I'M A BUNNY!!!!!!!" I shout back. It pisses. me. off. when I get called a kangaroo.

"Jack!" Elsa screams.

"Elsa, just let go. I'll be fine." He says back.

"No. I'm not leaving you."

"Just let go."

She does as he told. The drop was life threatening, but she made a twenty foot hill of fresh snow for her to fall into. Just like a pillow. I help her down from the hill. I see her weeping.

"It'll be okay, mate," I say. It kills me that she lost her boyfriend. Even if it is the horrid, retched, dream-killing Jack Frost.