Feathers and Furballs

   As soon as I hopped out of the ground, I could hardly believe my eyes.

   For a moment, I thought it was a trick of the light, or some of the dye was still clouding my vision. But both were false, and I hardly believed it. I was half aware of throwing my boomerang at the winter spirit's head, already making my way over to them. Tooth fluttered back a bit, only to quickly stand in front of Jack, helping him remain on his feet. Perhaps I hit him too hard? He was just barely able to train his eyes on me. But at the moment, I didn't care.

   As I walked over towards them, Tooth opened her mouth to speak, but quickly shut it and looked me over, and tried to hide a giggle.

   "Bunny, why are you covered in-"

   I pointed at Jack, who was now shaking his head, seeming to be regaining his senses. I glared at him. "Him. His stupid prank. Comin' into my Warren and decidin', "Hey, let's get frost and paint everywhere. Bunny won't mind!" He has crossed the line this time," I responded through clenched teeth, "He may be a Guardian now, but he sure ain't behavin' like one!"

   Tooth simply rolled her eyes at me, only causing my anger to grow more.

   "And what was that?!" I growled, referring to the moment the two had just shared. A blush appeared on both of their cheeks, and I gripped my boomerangs, ready to knock 'em both out. Tooth seemed to notice, and hesitantly laid a her hand over my paw as she fluttered closer to me.

   "Bunny... you and I both agreed a long, long time ago that we'd tried. We both agreed it didn't work." she whispered softly, just loud enough for me to hear. The anger drained out of me, and I let my arms drop, the feelings that had arose just moments ago crashing to the pit of my stomach. I remembered that conversation. I didn't like it, but I remembered it.

   Now it was my turn to act sheepish. "Uh, right," I looked to Jack, who was now looking like he was ready to fly off a moment's notice, and sighed. I hated when Tooth was right. I cleared my throat and straightened up a bit. "Ehm, sorry, Fros- Jack."

   He looked at me, and smiled shyly. "Its, its all good, Cottontail. I deserved it, for the prank anyway." I chuckled, causing him to laugh softly. Tooth smiled at the both of us.

   "Well now that that is settled, ehm," she rose up a bit, the blush returning to her cheeks as she looked at Jack. "I have some teeth to collect," she turned to me, "Bunny, you might want to try and wash out you're fur," she turned back to the winter spirit, the blush not leaving, "And Jack, you might want to get back to making it winter in the north." She nodded, as if to herself, and then took off to one of the other towers.

   Jack and I shared a glance. I couched as he pulled at his hoodie's collar, both feeling the awkward slowly fade from around us.

   I tapped my foot against the ground, opening my way home. Jack watched, leaning on his staff.

   "Ehm, sorry, for uh, the dye. Its washable, don't worry." I chuckled.

   "Its alright, mate. It was a good prank, I'll give ya that." he smiled, and started to turn as the wind picked up. I bit my lip.

   "Ey, Jack, "

   He turned around. "Yeah?"

   "Be good to her," I murmured, "you two uh, well ya look cute together."

   His face glowed blue and he chuckled softly. "I will, Bunny."

   I smiled, and I could tell that he meant it. "Good," I turned t hop into the tunnel, but looked back one last time. "Oh, and she likes to be called Feathers."

   At the look of confusion on the teen's face before he smiled, I let out a laugh and hopped away.