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eastofthemoonI wrote this for the ROTG Secret Santa and the prompt for this was The Guardians having to 'accept' Pitch as part of the family. In my head, I kind of see this as a follow up/takes place in the setting setting as my fic House Calls but you don't have to read it to understand this. Please enjoy!
Title: Game Night
Rating; G
Series: Rise of the Guardians
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Summary: After much persuasion, Jack has managed to convince the Guardians to give Pitch a chance in 'joining the family'. However, grudges don't go away that easily.
Bunny drummed his fingers on the table as he stared at the door waiting for it to open. “This is a mistake.”
Sandy and North glanced up from their card game as Tooth placed the vase of flowers on the table. She stepped back and frowned.
“You think the flowers are too much?” Tooth said.
Bunny rolled his eyes. “Not those,” he said and slammed the table. “Jack bringing Pitch here.”
North sighed as he turned and didn’t notice Sandy swap pieces on the chest board.
“Bunny, we have discussed this,” he started. “It is-”
Bunny rose and began to pace. “I know! I know, greater good and all but are we seriously expected ta just let Pitch waltz in here as if he never ruined Easter! Or tried to destroy us!” He narrowed his eyes. “HE KILLED SANDY!”
Sandy looked up and created an image of himself covered with bandages.
“I don’t care that ya got better,” Bunny grumbled as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
Tooth sighed and flew over to touch his shoulders. “Bunny, we can’t deny that the idea of welcoming Pitch as a friend is...well.”
“Very weird,” North offered.
“Yes,” Tooth said with a nod, “but Jack made a solid argument didn’t he?”
Bunny narrowed his eyes and sighed.
Yeah, unfortunately the kid did.
A month ago, Jack had shocked them all by revealing he had been visiting Pitch every couple of months for the last year.
“Why the Bloody Hell would you do that?!” Bunny had cried as he suddenly checked Jack over for any signs of injury.
“Because I know how Pitch feels,” Jack had argued back and took a breath. “I know what it’s like to be left alone for centuries, and what that desperation can lead to.” The boy had looked gently had Bunny let go of him. “I can’t help but wonder if maybe Pitch was ‘part of the group’ that would ensure he never do this again.”
North had shook his head. “But Pitch is powered by fear and we protect children fear-”
“Fear isn’t a bad thing though,” Jack replied earnestly. “Fear helps keep kids safe and have you guys never seen kids on Halloween? Some actually love being scared!”
Sandy had given a thoughtful nod to this as he shown kids in costumes laughing and running around monsters and skeletons.
“See? Sandy gets it,” Jack said with a grin. “It’s just too much of anything can be a bad thing.”
He pointed to himself. “I’m all for fun but even I know you can’t do it all the time.”
“So, what? We’re just suppose to welcome the ‘family’ and pretend he did NOTHING?!” Bunny said.
“No,” Jack said firmly, “but can’t you at least try?”
To this day Bunny didn’t know what had shocked him more. That Jack had suggested this idea or that Sandy was the first to agree to it. After that, Bunny, Tooth and North found themselves willing to give the idea a try. Although, now that the day came waiting for Pitch arrive, he felt the anger and doubt rising again.
He just knew there was no way this would work.
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Jack was starting to worry this wouldn’t work. He knew how the others felt about Pitch and it was for good reason.
Although, Sandy did surprise Jack by whole heartily agreeing with the idea. He didn’t quite get the full translation, but Sandy agreed that nightmares themselves weren’t bad, but it had to be a matter of balance.
When Jack arrived with Pitch at North’s workshop, Sandy had been the first to greet them. Tooth and North gave an awkward wave from behind, while Bunny stood glaring in the far corner with his arms crossing.
Pitch himself was silent as he gazed around the room. Jack couldn’t help but wonder if he was calculating emergency exits if needed.
Jack rubbed his neck as he tried to give a laugh. “Hey, guys,” he gestured next to him. “You all remember, Pitch.”
“Hard to forget him,” Bunny grumbled.
Tooth cleared her throat as she gestured to the chairs and table behind her. “Care to take seat?”
“I suppose,” Pitch said as he gradually made his way across the room and took a seat.
Bunny across from him with North and Tooth at his side, while Jack and Sandy took the seats next from Pitch.
Silence followed and Jack swore he could cut the tension with a knife. One of the yetis placed a plate of cookies on the table.
North took one and offered it to Pitch. “Cookie?”
“No, thank you,” Pitch replied. “I’ve honestly never been one for sweets.”
“Wow, shock,” Bunny muttered. “The biggest killer of children’s joy doesn’t care for sweets.”
“Bunny,” Jack hissed.
Tooth coughed. “Yes, well, I’ve never cared for sugar either. It’s bad for your teeth.”
Sandy nodded and gestured between Pitch and Tooth that they had that in common.
Pitch raised an eyebrow. “Why does that matter?”
Tooth titled her head. “Excuse me?”
“Why does it matter to you if you children don’t eat too much sugar or not? I’ve never understood that,” Pitch asked and Jack noticed he did actually sounded genuine.
Tooth straightened her posture. “Well, eating too much sugar and not brushing will cause cavities and that’s not good.”
Pitch folded his hands on the table. “So, what? Are you suggesting you wouldn’t collect teeth if they were not perfect white teeth?”
Tooth placed a hand on her teeth. “Of course, not! Each tooth is precious!”
“But you just said it’s better if they have no cavities in them,” Pitch said as he raised a hand. “So, which is it?”
Jack swallowed as Tooth looked baffled by the statement.
Bunny glared as and slammed a fist on the table. “See! Not even here or five minutes and he’s already pickin’ a fight.”
Pitch sharply narrowed his eyes. “I am not ‘picking a fight’ you giant fuzzball. I was merely asking a question. Since when is that a crime?”
“Uh, guys,” Jack started.
Bunny rose from the chair and moved around the table. “Oh, we’re discussin’ crimes now are we? Cause I can make a list!”
Pitch glared. “Believe it or not, I am trying to be civil.”
“Could have fooled me, mate!”
Pitch glared, sighed and stood up. “This was a mistake.”
“Pitch, no, wait,” Jack said.
“Give it up, Jack,” Bunny called. “This isn’t goin’ ta work.”
“Something we can actually agree on,” Pitch as he headed towards the door.
Jack’s brain scrambled for an idea. It took a lot of effort to convince Pitch to even come. He had clue if he ever be able to do it again. He glanced to Sandy in desperation but the sandman could only shrug.
Then an obvious idea struck.
Jack grinned. “It’s too bad,” he sucked in air between his teeth. “I was curious to see who’d win?”
Pitch paused at the doorway. Slowly, like a crow he turned his neck to glanced back.
“Win, what?” he asked.
“The game I was going to have us play,” Jack said with a shrug. “I was really curious on what the results would be.”
Sandy gave a grin as he stroked his chin.
Pitch snorted. “I can’t imagine why,” he said as he turned around, “when clearly I would have been the victor.”
Bunny huffed as he crossed his arms. “Ya jokin’, right?”
Pitch narrowed his eyes. “No, why would I?”
Bunny stomped up to him. “Cause, as I recall, ya lost badly the last time ya went up against us?”
“Da, that is very true,” North said.
“Not wrong,” said Tooth.
Pitch rolled his eyes. “You only ‘won’ because I didn’t calculate Jack as being a chaotic variable in my planning.” He loomed over Bunny. “I assure you, had not the Man in the Moon decided to suddenly summon Jack, I would have won easily. You four are VERY predictable.”
Bunny growled as he glared Pitch.
“Ya sound so sure of yerself.”
“Because I am,” Pitch replied.
They both continued to glare until they turned to Jack.
“WHAT GAME?!” they shouted together.
Jack repressed the chuckle he was craving to have. “We’re going to need a few things. Deck of cards, and a ball.”
“Phil,” North bellowed. “Go get cards and ball.”
Phil glanced up and yelled something.
“Then bribe elves with candy canes to get it back,” North said as he spun on his heel and pointed. “We will all gather in game room!”
The others followed while Pitch and Bunny seemed to be holding a staring contest as they walked.
Jack lagged behind with Sandy who gave him a grin as he summon an image of a baby walking.
“Baby steps,” Jack translated, and he was right.
It was at least a start.
Title: Game Night
Rating; G
Series: Rise of the Guardians
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Summary: After much persuasion, Jack has managed to convince the Guardians to give Pitch a chance in 'joining the family'. However, grudges don't go away that easily.
Bunny drummed his fingers on the table as he stared at the door waiting for it to open. “This is a mistake.”
Sandy and North glanced up from their card game as Tooth placed the vase of flowers on the table. She stepped back and frowned.
“You think the flowers are too much?” Tooth said.
Bunny rolled his eyes. “Not those,” he said and slammed the table. “Jack bringing Pitch here.”
North sighed as he turned and didn’t notice Sandy swap pieces on the chest board.
“Bunny, we have discussed this,” he started. “It is-”
Bunny rose and began to pace. “I know! I know, greater good and all but are we seriously expected ta just let Pitch waltz in here as if he never ruined Easter! Or tried to destroy us!” He narrowed his eyes. “HE KILLED SANDY!”
Sandy looked up and created an image of himself covered with bandages.
“I don’t care that ya got better,” Bunny grumbled as he pinched the bridge of his nose.
Tooth sighed and flew over to touch his shoulders. “Bunny, we can’t deny that the idea of welcoming Pitch as a friend is...well.”
“Very weird,” North offered.
“Yes,” Tooth said with a nod, “but Jack made a solid argument didn’t he?”
Bunny narrowed his eyes and sighed.
Yeah, unfortunately the kid did.
A month ago, Jack had shocked them all by revealing he had been visiting Pitch every couple of months for the last year.
“Why the Bloody Hell would you do that?!” Bunny had cried as he suddenly checked Jack over for any signs of injury.
“Because I know how Pitch feels,” Jack had argued back and took a breath. “I know what it’s like to be left alone for centuries, and what that desperation can lead to.” The boy had looked gently had Bunny let go of him. “I can’t help but wonder if maybe Pitch was ‘part of the group’ that would ensure he never do this again.”
North had shook his head. “But Pitch is powered by fear and we protect children fear-”
“Fear isn’t a bad thing though,” Jack replied earnestly. “Fear helps keep kids safe and have you guys never seen kids on Halloween? Some actually love being scared!”
Sandy had given a thoughtful nod to this as he shown kids in costumes laughing and running around monsters and skeletons.
“See? Sandy gets it,” Jack said with a grin. “It’s just too much of anything can be a bad thing.”
He pointed to himself. “I’m all for fun but even I know you can’t do it all the time.”
“So, what? We’re just suppose to welcome the ‘family’ and pretend he did NOTHING?!” Bunny said.
“No,” Jack said firmly, “but can’t you at least try?”
To this day Bunny didn’t know what had shocked him more. That Jack had suggested this idea or that Sandy was the first to agree to it. After that, Bunny, Tooth and North found themselves willing to give the idea a try. Although, now that the day came waiting for Pitch arrive, he felt the anger and doubt rising again.
He just knew there was no way this would work.
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Jack was starting to worry this wouldn’t work. He knew how the others felt about Pitch and it was for good reason.
Although, Sandy did surprise Jack by whole heartily agreeing with the idea. He didn’t quite get the full translation, but Sandy agreed that nightmares themselves weren’t bad, but it had to be a matter of balance.
When Jack arrived with Pitch at North’s workshop, Sandy had been the first to greet them. Tooth and North gave an awkward wave from behind, while Bunny stood glaring in the far corner with his arms crossing.
Pitch himself was silent as he gazed around the room. Jack couldn’t help but wonder if he was calculating emergency exits if needed.
Jack rubbed his neck as he tried to give a laugh. “Hey, guys,” he gestured next to him. “You all remember, Pitch.”
“Hard to forget him,” Bunny grumbled.
Tooth cleared her throat as she gestured to the chairs and table behind her. “Care to take seat?”
“I suppose,” Pitch said as he gradually made his way across the room and took a seat.
Bunny across from him with North and Tooth at his side, while Jack and Sandy took the seats next from Pitch.
Silence followed and Jack swore he could cut the tension with a knife. One of the yetis placed a plate of cookies on the table.
North took one and offered it to Pitch. “Cookie?”
“No, thank you,” Pitch replied. “I’ve honestly never been one for sweets.”
“Wow, shock,” Bunny muttered. “The biggest killer of children’s joy doesn’t care for sweets.”
“Bunny,” Jack hissed.
Tooth coughed. “Yes, well, I’ve never cared for sugar either. It’s bad for your teeth.”
Sandy nodded and gestured between Pitch and Tooth that they had that in common.
Pitch raised an eyebrow. “Why does that matter?”
Tooth titled her head. “Excuse me?”
“Why does it matter to you if you children don’t eat too much sugar or not? I’ve never understood that,” Pitch asked and Jack noticed he did actually sounded genuine.
Tooth straightened her posture. “Well, eating too much sugar and not brushing will cause cavities and that’s not good.”
Pitch folded his hands on the table. “So, what? Are you suggesting you wouldn’t collect teeth if they were not perfect white teeth?”
Tooth placed a hand on her teeth. “Of course, not! Each tooth is precious!”
“But you just said it’s better if they have no cavities in them,” Pitch said as he raised a hand. “So, which is it?”
Jack swallowed as Tooth looked baffled by the statement.
Bunny glared as and slammed a fist on the table. “See! Not even here or five minutes and he’s already pickin’ a fight.”
Pitch sharply narrowed his eyes. “I am not ‘picking a fight’ you giant fuzzball. I was merely asking a question. Since when is that a crime?”
“Uh, guys,” Jack started.
Bunny rose from the chair and moved around the table. “Oh, we’re discussin’ crimes now are we? Cause I can make a list!”
Pitch glared. “Believe it or not, I am trying to be civil.”
“Could have fooled me, mate!”
Pitch glared, sighed and stood up. “This was a mistake.”
“Pitch, no, wait,” Jack said.
“Give it up, Jack,” Bunny called. “This isn’t goin’ ta work.”
“Something we can actually agree on,” Pitch as he headed towards the door.
Jack’s brain scrambled for an idea. It took a lot of effort to convince Pitch to even come. He had clue if he ever be able to do it again. He glanced to Sandy in desperation but the sandman could only shrug.
Then an obvious idea struck.
Jack grinned. “It’s too bad,” he sucked in air between his teeth. “I was curious to see who’d win?”
Pitch paused at the doorway. Slowly, like a crow he turned his neck to glanced back.
“Win, what?” he asked.
“The game I was going to have us play,” Jack said with a shrug. “I was really curious on what the results would be.”
Sandy gave a grin as he stroked his chin.
Pitch snorted. “I can’t imagine why,” he said as he turned around, “when clearly I would have been the victor.”
Bunny huffed as he crossed his arms. “Ya jokin’, right?”
Pitch narrowed his eyes. “No, why would I?”
Bunny stomped up to him. “Cause, as I recall, ya lost badly the last time ya went up against us?”
“Da, that is very true,” North said.
“Not wrong,” said Tooth.
Pitch rolled his eyes. “You only ‘won’ because I didn’t calculate Jack as being a chaotic variable in my planning.” He loomed over Bunny. “I assure you, had not the Man in the Moon decided to suddenly summon Jack, I would have won easily. You four are VERY predictable.”
Bunny growled as he glared Pitch.
“Ya sound so sure of yerself.”
“Because I am,” Pitch replied.
They both continued to glare until they turned to Jack.
“WHAT GAME?!” they shouted together.
Jack repressed the chuckle he was craving to have. “We’re going to need a few things. Deck of cards, and a ball.”
“Phil,” North bellowed. “Go get cards and ball.”
Phil glanced up and yelled something.
“Then bribe elves with candy canes to get it back,” North said as he spun on his heel and pointed. “We will all gather in game room!”
The others followed while Pitch and Bunny seemed to be holding a staring contest as they walked.
Jack lagged behind with Sandy who gave him a grin as he summon an image of a baby walking.
“Baby steps,” Jack translated, and he was right.
It was at least a start.
