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Will Frost had been on his own for quite a few years, before he saw the first of them. He didn't have any expectations of being seen in return by now, but his curiosity made him follow anyway.
It wasn't every day after all, that you saw a giant bunny with a basket full of painted eggs.
The whole purpose of the guy's trip around the park seemed to be hiding those eggs, all over the place, in every bush and nest of roots.
Well, I can help him with that, Will thought to himself, and called upon his friend, the North wind.
Within moments a fluffy looking blanket of pristine white snowflakes began to settle over the area.
Will smiled to himself, enjoying the feeling of helping out a fellow...what? Well, he wasn't one of the humans, the way he looked and acted, so Will just assumed he was more like him. An outsider to that warm and colourful world that called itself humanity.
Evidently though, the fellow didn't seem quite as pleased with Will's assistance as Will had hoped.
“Oi! Would you cut it out mate?” he bellowed, looking strayed at where Will was standing in the branches of a naked maple tree. Could the guy actually see him?
“I'm talking to you, mate! Cut that crap before everything gets covered, you're messing with my work here!”
Will leaned his head to the side, taking in this latest development.
“Do you know who I am?” he asked the six foot tall rabbit, that seemed to be getting more aggravated by the minute.
“Why would I care who you are, eh? I can tell you what I care about though, what I care about is my Holiday! Which you are messing with right now, so cut your bloody crap and fuck off!”
Well, if the guy had any answers to Will's questions he seemed rather unwilling to share them. He also seemed to be rather unpleasant in general, short tempered, egotistic, rude. And certainly in no way deserving of his good will or assistance.
Will raised his hands in mock surrender, lowering his chin to indicate his bow to the bunny's superiority. As if.
“I wouldn't dream of messing with your special day,” he grinned.
“So I'll just let you hop along and do whatever it is that kangaroos do on this oh so special day,” he said, deepening his bow, then swiftly straitening into a jump high into the cold air, letting his friend the North wind catch him and carry him away from the now raging bunny.
“I think this town could do with a little more snow, wouldn't you agree?” Will called out to the north wind.
“And ice, everyone loves ice skating,” he laughed., as the wind picked up in strength and turned into a small blizzard, burying the small town and park underneath a mountain of snow.
Will hovered for a bit, suspended high above the town, surrounded by heavy grey clouds, watching as everything quieted down after the initial frenzy of people there seeking cover and protection from the cold.
“The first time I meet someone remotely like me, and he turns out to be such an ass.” he sighed, shoulders finally sinking down under the weight of disappointment. He'd really just wanted to help the fellow, there had been no reason to be so rude about it, had there?
“Well, what's done is done. Though I do not expect him to learn anything at all from it.”
He closed his eyes and tipped his head back, stretching his arms out and leaning into the soothing coolness of the wind.
“Take me home, friend,” he said, and let himself be carried away.
*
“He called me a kangaroo! Do I look like a bloody kangaroo to you?!” the bunny exclaimed while furiously gesturing down his fur covered body.
Jack leaned back in the big red wingbackchair by the fireplace, contemplatively letting the fingers of his right hand wander through his beard while Brian continued to rant and gesticulate.
They'd seen the new spirit a few times from afar, shortly after his creation, of course. Everyone had agreed it would be a good idea to keep an eye on him to begin with, just to see what kind of spirit he would turn into. Wouldn't do to be surprised by another boogeyman, after all.
They had equally agreed to leave him to his own devices for the time being, no one having the first clue what the Man in the Moon had created him for, and how it would, or would not, fit in with their little group.
They were guardians, after all.
Now though he wondered if maybe they had left formal introductions for a bit too long. Obviously Will Frost seemed less than impressed with their status. They'd have to remedy that, before it could turn into a real issue.
“We should invite him over, properly introduce ourselves,” Jack cut in, before Brian could continue on his rant.
“We what now? Jack, you can't be serious!” Brian dropped his hands, looking utterly gob smacked by that suggestion.
“He is a rude, spiteful, irritating, holiday ruining, snow throwing trouble maker! Whatever would we want to invite him for?! If anything we should warn him away, not invite him in!”
“It might all have been just a misunderstanding, Brian, we should-”
“A misunderstanding?!” the bunny exclaimed, cutting him off. “He ruined Easter, Jack! Buried my eggs under a bloody blizzard! How is that a misunderstanding?!”
Jack let his hand drop to the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath in a bid for patience.
“If you are quite finished?” he admonished the bunny, who finally seemed to realize that his ill timed outbursts where getting him nowhere with his friend and fellow Guardian.
Brian raised his hands in surrender, indicating the henceforth ceasing of his commentary for the duration of Jack's talk.
“As I was saying, it might have been a misunderstanding, a simple case of miscommunication.” Jack let his hand sink back down to the armrest of the chair.
“And even if that's not the case, it would be a good opportunity to take his measure, see what we'd be up against if this turns bad.” Jack's gaze held Brian's, pinning him to the spot with its weight.
“The important part is that we have to do whatever it takes to keep Will Frost away from him! Do I make myself clear?”
“Crystal,” Brian answered, standing steady and leaning towards Jack, as if to brace for what was to come.
“Good. Then lets leave it at that for now, get the others and then we'll see where to go from here. We need to stand together in this.”
Right now Will Frost was without known allegiance. A trouble maker, yes, but nothing that would truly put him on the dark side of stories.
So far the other hadn't shown any interest in him, but if he was to openly rebel against the Guardians, that might soon change. Frost might be a joker now, but that didn't mean he could be easily disregarded should he chose to truly stand against them. It was best to not let it get that far in the first place, best to not let him come within reach of the other at all.