Why hasn’t everybody in the world reblogged this already.
Zodiac Gemini facts.
Summary: After visiting Jamie, Jack finds some fearlings attacking someone. He rescues the person only to find out its…a injured teenage Pitch? How did that happen? Jack/Pitch
It took all Sandy’s might to stop Pitch from hurtling out the bed and over to the unconscious Jack held by Bunny.
He ignored the glare he was shot by the worried grey teen. While he understood that Pitch was worried; it wouldn’t be good for Pitch to upsetting his injuries. He turned back to Bunny, a question mark popping up above his head and a look of worry across his face.
"Mate, go get North. Frostbite’s been hurt." Bunny said.
Sandy nodded, first helping Bunny as he hopped over and placed Jack on one of the beds. With the sandman no longer stopping him, Pitch climbed out of his bed and onto his wheelchair, his worry blocking out the pain this movement would have caused. He hurried over.
"What happen?" He asked.
"Your flipping fearlings, that’s what!" Bunny snapped at him.
Pitch flinched, surprised by the ferociousness in the rabbit’s tone.
Having already rushed to the door to fetch help, Sandy shot a glare at Bunny, but Bunny wasn’t looking. With Jack’s health being more important right now, Sandy just prayed the two wouldn’t end up killing each other and hurried off to find North.
Pitch looked over at Jack. The white haired spirit was lying deathly still on the bed. Pitch wasn’t sure if it was just him imagining things to make the situation ten times worse than it was, but he thought Jack’s skin was paler than normal – if that was even possible. His eyes, his normally fun filled ice blue eyes, were squeezed shut. And in his snow white hair was a stain of crimson red trickling down.
"What did they do?" Pitch asked in a shaky voice.
"What the hell do you think?" Bunny shouted.
Again Pitch flinched back at the anger in Bunny’s voice, his eyes dropping away from the Pooka’s smouldering glaze. He heard Bunny let out a growl before the rabbit started pacing, glancing at the door as they waited for North and Sandy to arrive.
"I’m sorry," Pitch whispered.
"You bloody better be!" Bunny snapped again.
Pitch clenched his fists tightly, trying to control himself. But it wasn’t long before he snapped too. Worry often led to anxiety and anxiety often led to anger.
"Look, I said I was sorry, what more do you want?!" He yelled at Bunny, lifting his head up, his golden eyes scowling at the rabbit, "It’s not like I asked them to attack Jack, is it? I’ve have no power over them now, don’t you remember?"
"If you hadn’t brainwashed him, none of this would have happened!" Bunny shouted that, marching up to Pitch, towering over him.
"Brainwashed him?!" Pitch scoffed, no longer feeling intimated by the Pooka, "My powers have to do with fear not brainwashing! Even if I had full use of them, I can’t brainwash anyone! Where the hell did you come up with that stupid idea, rabbit?"
Bunny growled, grinding his teeth, “Watch it mate!”
"You watch it!" Pitch snapped back. He admitted that wasn’t exactly the greatest comeback but he was too peeved off to care, "I haven’t ‘brainwashed’ him okay. He was the one who rescued me from the fearlings, he was the one who took the time to get to know me and befriend me!"
"He shouldn’t be befriending the likes of you! You’re evil! You tried to destroy us, ruin children’s hopes and dreams and you tried to kill the kid! You don’t deserve his friendship!”
"Don’t you think I know that?" Pitch screamed. He screamed so loud that it almost made Bunny take a step back, "Don’t you think that I don’t know that I don’t deserve him?! There hasn’t been a moment since I’ve been here that I’ve looked back and regretted every little thing that I’ve ever done! Don’t you think that I don’t look and him and wonder why he ever wants to be friends with me after everything I did to hurt him?! Don’t you think that I don’t wish that he never saved me, just because then he wouldn’t be lying in that bed right now, hurt because of me?! Don’t you think-"
The door opened. The two broke apart as North, Sandy, Phil and another yeti all hurried in.
Pitch felt his cheeks. He hadn’t realised that he had been crying. As both he and Bunny moved out the way so North could get to Jack, he wiped his eyes, trying to get rid of the tears.
"What happened, Bunny?" North asked.
"Fearlings attacked him, mate. Hit him on the head." Bunny responded.
North took a look at the wound on the back of Jack’s head, while the yetis checked his vitals. He and the yetis talked quietly, making it hard for Pitch, Bunny and Sandy to make out what he was saying.
"Is he going to be okay?" Pitch asked.
Out the corner of his eye, Pitch saw Bunny look at him, but he ignored it, instead focusing his attention on North.
North looked up to see the worry in the teen’s eyes. It made him look even younger.
"He’ll be fine." North reassured. "Luckily from what we can tell, head wound is not that deep. Might need one of two stitching and Jack’s most likely got concussion but as long as we keep a close eye on him, will be fine."
Pitch let out a shaky breath he hadn’t realise he had been holding. Sandy went to stand besides him and placed a hand on his arm, relief also washing over his face.
"Does Tooth know?" Bunny asked, noticing the lack of a panicked fairy.
Sandy shook his head. Tooth was back at her palace, busy working. She had no idea what was happening at the moment.
"Well you better contact her. You know how the shellah gets, she’ll rip our heads off if she thinks we kept the fact that Jack’s got hurt from her."
"Yes, I’ll do that now." North coughed, "Er…Sandy? Do you mind coming along with me?" North didn’t exactly want to face the wrath of Tooth alone. Besides out the four, Sandy was the best at calming the worried mother hen down.
"I stay here, in case Frostbite wakes up." Bunny said.
The two nodded and took their leave. Bunny turned back to see Pitch watching as the yetis stitched the wound on Jack’s head carefully, fear and concerned clearly written across the grey teen’s face. Once the yetis finally moved away from Jack and busied themselves with other things that needed done in the infirmary, not leaving because they were worried about the winter spirit as well, Pitch instantly wheeled back over to the bedside.
There was a long silence. Pitch had almost forgotten about the rabbit’s presence when the rabbit chose to speak.
"I’m…um…" Bunny coughed, "I’m sorry I shouted at you."
Pitch looked up surprised. He hadn’t expected the Pooka to apologise to him.
"I-It’s okay…" He stuttered, "I would have yelled at me too."
There was an awkward silence. Pitch dropped his glaze down to Jack. Forgetting that the rabbit was in the same room for a moment, he reached out and took Jack’s hand into his own, squeezing it gently.
"Um…I’m sorry for telling you to go suck an egg that one time." Pitch said, looking back up.
"It’s okay," Bunny said, waving his arm, "Frostbite here’s made more offending comments than that."
"The whole Kangaroo name calling?"
"That’s one, yeah."
They both chuckled, a little awkwardly still, but they chuckled nevertheless. Even though Pitch could sense that Bunny was still wary about him and, to be honest, he was still wary about the rabbit himself, at least things weren’t as tensed as they were moments ago.
"Gee I really must have hit my head hard. You two are actually having a civil conversation."
The two head’s whipped up. On the bed Jack sat up, groaning at the pain that hit his head when he moved. He still managed to smirk devilishly at them.
"Jack!" Pitch cried, "You’re alright!"
“‘Course I am.” Jack said, rubbing his eyes groggily.
"How you feeling, mate?" Bunny asked, as he moved closer to the bed.
"Head’s sore," Jack admitted, winching slightly. He reached out to touch the place where he had hit his head but Bunny slapped his hand away.
"Don’t touch it, it’ll only make it worse." Bunny chided him, "You hit your head pretty hard."
"Eh, can’t be that bad. I survived worse." Jack said, ignoring the glare he got from Bunny when the rabbit had to slap his hand again to stop it to going to the injury site.
Pitch bit his lip, remembering that time when he had sent Jack crashing to the ground that time, seeing the white haired spirit crash into several dustbins before he finally hit the floor. He still had managed to get his feet and was continuing the fight just after a few seconds or so.
"You were knocked out, mate." Bunny growled, forcing Jack’s hand onto the bed. Jack pouted but, after he finally noticed the rabbit’s glare, decided to keep his hand put.
"Did the fearlings get away?" Jack asked, his face turning serious.
"I managed to kill off a couple of them." Bunny said, "But I was kind of focused on getting you out of there, mate."
Jack let out a groan, muttering a small “Damn it” under his breath.
"What were you thinking, going off like that without telling me?" Bunny scolded, as he ordered an elf to run off and get North and Phil, "You’re lucky I found you in time."
"Aw you do care," Jack teased.
He earned a whack to the side for that remark. Only a small one too that made him smirk.
"Just….don’t do that again." Bunny said, and for a moment, the tough exterior Pitch was used to seemed to fade and there was a troubled expression in his eyes.
Jack’s expression softened as well, as he too noticed Bunny’s change of emotion.
"Don’t worry," He reassured the Pooka, "I don’t really like getting a bash to my head."
"Well at least there’s nothing in that head," Bunny remarked.
"Haha, very funny Kangaroo." Jack said. But he grinned as Bunny gave him a nudge in the side.
The doors open and before either three could respond, a blur of multicolours zoomed in, nearly knocking Jack off the bed as she hugged him.
"Jack, I came as soon as I heard! I was so worried about you! Are you okay? North said you got concussion! You shouldn’t be moving! You should be keeping your head still! Hang on, let me take a look first!" Tooth said in a rushed voice that no one understood, as she moved Jack about as she tried to look at his head.
”Ack! Tooth!” Jack cried out, the movement not helping his concussion at all and the hug squeezing the breath out of his lungs.
"Tooth, give boy some air," North said, chuckling.
"Oh sorry," Tooth said, quickly letting go and moving back.
North, Sandy and Bunny all shook their heads when after two seconds, Tooth was back to fussing over Jack like a mother hen. Jack rolled his eyes but allowed the human sized fairy to take off the bandages on his head so she could see his wound.
"It’s not as bad as it looks!" Jack remarked quickly when Tooth let out a horrified gasp.
"Not that bad?!" Tooth said, her voice emitting such a high pitch it was almost a shriek, "You’re hand only just healed and now you got a big gash on the back of your head!"
"It wasn’t as if I asked to get hurt," He whined, as Tooth began rewrapping the bandages again.
Pitch watched as the Guardians surrounded the bed and chatted to Jack, all of them glad that the winter spirit was alright. He couldn’t help but feel that he was intruding in some way. From what he could see, this was a family moment. And he wasn’t part of that family.
He decided maybe it would be best if he return to his bed, to give the Guardians the pretence of privacy. However, just as he was about to move his wheelchair, something, or someone, clasped his hand.
Pitch looked up, startled, to meet Jack’s eyes. When Jack had woken up he had forgotten that he had been clutching Jack’s hand. He also didn’t notice that during the entire time everyone had been talking, he still had not let go.
Jack shot him a small smile and squeezed his hand. Pitch smiled back and squeezed back in return, praying his cheeks weren’t blushing.
North opened the doors to the globe room and the Guardians stepped inside. After the yetis had deemed that Jack’s concussion wasn’t too bad and he would be fine in a few days they had decided to let him and Pitch sleep. Several hours had gone by and it was almost starting to get light outside but Manny was still in the sky, looking down into the globe room.
Once inside (and several little elves had scampered away after North asked them to give the four some privacy) North, Tooth and Sandy had turned to Bunny. What with the constant worry over Jack, none of them had yet to asked Bunny what had happened.
Bunny let out a shaky breath, rubbing his forehead.
"I’m sorry mate, I didn’t mean this to happen." Bunny addressed North before growling at himself, "I shouldn’t have taken my eyes of him! Damn it!"
"Calm down Bunny," North said, before the Pooka could start beating himself up, "Why don’t you tell us what happened?"
Bunny’s ears drooped for a moment before he sighed.
"Well, I was out on patrol, looking for those wretched fearlings," He began, his fists tightening as he mentioned those creatures’ name, "Frostbite arrived, wanting to see if I had seen any. Apparently he had done a thorough check of most of the colder countries and he hadn’t seen sight of them so far so he wanted to see if I had any luck or needed some help.
"I figured that if one pair of eyes hadn’t spotted those blasted things than two eyes might. So we did a check of the town we were in. Kid started teasing me, talking about making it snow in Australia," Bunny let out a snort, "The little blighter doesn’t seem to get that it’s not supposed to snow in Australia."
He sighed, a paw reaching up to rub his forehead before he turned to North.
"You know what the kid’s like. Something shiny catches his eye and he’s gone after it, before you’ve even realise. Almost makes me wonder if his centre should have been Wonder instead of you.
"I only took my eyes off of him for a second, North, a second!" Bunny growled in frustration with himself. He tried to take it out by punching the wall but Sandy stopped him.
"Is okay, Bunny," North tried to reassure.
"No it’s not!" Bunny snapped back. He took a shaky breath before continuing the story, "When I look back the kid had disappeared. Before I could think of where he might’ve flown off to, I heard a loud cry, a few streets away.
"When I arrived….Crikey….the kid was laying against a wall, completely still. I-I almost thought he was dead. And the fearlings…blimey, there must have been about eighteen of them! They were all surrounding him. One was on its hind legs. It was…it was about to stomp on the kid’s chest."
The three Guardians gasped, all equally horrified. A normal every day mortal horse had the power to badly injure and sometimes even kill a person, depending how much strength they put into their kick. With a normal fearling, it depended on how much fear it consumed, but a usually strong fearling was about, at the most, twice as powerful. With the fact that these fearlings were no longer controlled, it wasn’t hard for the Guardians to imagine what could have happened if Bunny didn’t get there on time.
"I managed to knock the fearling down with my boomerang and turn a couple more into nothing but sand before I got the kid out of there. I was too worried about the kid, North, I just got out there as soon as I could-"
"Is fine, Bunny," North reached over and placed a hand on the rabbit’s shoulder, calming him down, "All of us would have done same thing. You did right thing."
"Yeah…but’s those damn buggers are still out there." Bunny grumbled. He frowned, "It’s weird though…"
"What is?" Tooth asked, drifting over.
Bunny glanced up at her before he addressed the whole group, “Well, when I saw Frostbite just lying there, not moving…I was scared. Really scared. And yet….none of them noticed.”
"What do you mean?" North asked.
"They smell fear right? That’s what Pitch told us, innit?" The Guardians nodded, "They should have smelt me from a mile off – let along two feet away. And yet none of them noticed me until I threw that boomerang when I was standing right behind them. They…seemed more interested in killing the kid then the amount of fear that I was producing."
Sandy produced several sand images, going at rapidly speed that none of them could keep up. Tooth seemed to be on the same wavelength as she asked:
"Do you think…that they might not be feeding off just fear anymore?"
Bunny shrugged, ears going flat against his head, “I don’t know. It happened in, like what, less than a minute? I’m not sure whether they were just too focused on Jack to pay attention or if their diets have shifted or what.”
"All we do know is, right now, Jack is in danger if he goes near them." North said, looking at Bunny for conferment.
Bunny sighed and nodded, “It seems so, mate.”
Pitch x Jack Summer contest: Funfair by HMemma550 (HMemma548 on dA)
My entry for the Pitch and Jack Summer contest on deviantArt. Has human Jack and human Pitch in it
Had the idea running in my head for a while but really doubted I could actually draw a carousel so I never bothered. I didn’t do a bad job in the end though the stand and the horse’s legs might be a little messed up.
Anyway there’s two ideas on why Jack and Pitch are humans. One; some spirit turn them into humans after getting annoyed with them fighting and so they were forced to work together to find the spirit so they can be transformed back into immortal spirits again. They eventually fall in love. Two: They purposely turned into humans themselves when it seemed like the Guardians would never except them as a couple and are currently in hiding, living life as mortals. Idea one seems legit, specially what with them being enemies in the movie: sort of hate turn in love story plot. But I do find the second one cute, particualy seeing how they both gave up their powers (Jack being able to fly and make snow, Pitch making nightmares and controlling fearlings etc) and Jack gave up being a Guardian just so the two can be together ^^ Choose which version you want though.
They basically decide to visit a fair, pretty much Jack ragging Pitch to it while Pitch is only being slightly reluncant. While they’re there, Jamie notices them. Pitch’s notices him too, and is praying that Jamie doesn’t recognise the two, which is why he looks so nervous.
Why are Jack’s eyes blue instead of the colour they were when he was Jack Overland? One: I sort of forget his eye colour and two I thought it would be a really cool idea if when a spirit is turned into a mortal human they still keep some traits e.g. eye colour. So Jack still has his ice blue eyes and Pitch still has his gold ones (if I did change their eye colour I would probably picked green for Pitch though). Have no idea if anyone else has already came up witht he idea. Kudos for getting it out first if you have.
Now….I’m wondering what traits Bunny would still have if he was turned into a mortal human….Maybe he’ll still keep his bunny ears? That’s probably be diffcult for him to hide.
I can count a million mistakes I made in this *slams head on desk* One I got Pitch’s height wrong. Two I made Pitch’s eyes too big (they’re meant to be more smaller and more retangle shape). And three Jamie’s hair. I honestly couldn’t get it to go right. Plus is it me or just Jack look a bit like a girl with pixie hair. Oh well, besides that it turned out better than I expected.
Sorry for rambling so much :meow:
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