E Aster BunnymundxHalf-Pooka Reader Ch8

Jack was shocked into silence from your previous movement. Neither him nor Aster had seen you move before he was pinned to the countertop. Jack couldn’t even answer the question you had asked him, he was utterly speechless, and a little afraid.

Aster on the other hand, had thought it was incredibly awesome, and sexy. Yes, he was a little turned on by seeing you wield your weapon in bunny form, and the speed you had was very impressive.

You had taken Jack’s silence as a no and started to make breakfast for you and Aster, leaving Jack still pinned to the countertop. It didn’t take long to gather all the necessary ingredients.

After a while, Jack got his bearings and tried to stand up straight, but your dagger still kept him very much connected to the countertop. He grabbed the hilt, thinking he could pull it out. and gave it a tug.

It didn’t budge. Aster was shaking from the laughter he was trying to keep in, but it wasn’t really working. Jack ignored him and kept trying to pull the dagger, but it wasn’t going anywhere. You had noticed this and giggled at his futile effort.

“If you want help, all you need to do is ask.” you said, scrambling the eggs in the pan.

“I don’t need your help!” he said defiantly, like a little kid that couldn’t do something and didn’t want to admit it. You kept cooking and listened to his struggles. When breakfast was ready, you set the table and you and Aster started eating. It was delicious. Your cooking always was.

Even by the end of your meal, Jack was still trying to get the dagger out. He had now resorted to using his ice in very creative ways. But still, nothing worked.

“. . . Help.” you heard and turned to him.

“What was that, Frostbite?” you asked, using the name you had heard Aster call him earlier.

“I need help.” he grumbled out, now crossing his arms and just hanging from his hoodie, a childish pout on his face. You gave him a knowing smile and walked up to him, grabbing your dagger and yanking it out. Jack fell to the floor, landing on his bum. He stood up and glared at you as he rubbed it. You just smiled at him. You changed into your true form and started cleaning the dishes.

“She’s really something.” you heard Jack whisper disapprovingly at Aster.

“Yeah, she is.” Aster agreed, but in a good way. He gazed at you lovingly, watching you clean the dishes. When you were done, you got out some vanilla ice-cream and scooped some into a bowl. You offered it to Jack and he looked at it, skeptically.

“What is that?” he asked. You giggled as he glared at the harmless substance.

“It’s called ice-cream. Frozen flavored milk basically. An apology for earlier.” you said. He still glared at it. “Just try it, I’m sure you’ll like.” by now you had figured out that this was Jack Frost, and thought he might enjoy the frozen delight.

Jack eventually took the bowl and scooped a little bit of ice-cream onto the spoon you had provided and put it into his mouth. His eyes widened at the taste and a small blush spread across his face. It was delicious, he had never tasted anything like this in all his long life. He balanced himself on the back of one of your chairs and ate the ice-cream in silence. If he had the choice, he would have perched on his staff, but your ceiling was a bit too low for that.

You gave him a sweet smile, one not with the promise of pain and suffering behind it, and patted his head. He seemed to blush a little more from the motherly feel he was now getting from you. You then walked over to Aster and wrapped your arms around him, giving his nose a little peck. he returned it by wrapping his arms around you as well and placing a kiss on your forehead.

When Jack was done, he put the dish into your kitchen sink and sat in a chair.

“So what brings you to my humble abode, Jack?” you asked, sitting on the couch across from him. He took a moment to think about what he was going to say next. Then turned to Aster.

“North sent me to get you. Pitch is back, and he says he wants to make a truce.” Jack told Aster, who looked surprised for a moment, then his eyebrows knit together.

“Like hell he’d want that.” he said, Jack just shrugged.

“He wants to meet all of us and do it formally. We need you.” He said. Aster grabbed your hand and gave it a squeeze. You had heard of the Boogieman, and you knew that he could be very dangerous. You didn’t like the idea of your Aster seeing him, even if he has encountered him before. But you knew that you couldn’t stop him if he had to go.

“I’ll meet you outside, just let me say goodbye.” Aster said and looked at you. Jack just nodded and left. You gave Aster a worried look, not knowing what he would say. He was going to say something when Jack re-entered, carrying something furry in his hands.

“This little guy wanted to get it.” he said, holding up the fir ball. It was a brown bunny, a messenger for your father. You walked over to it and took it from Jack. In its mouth was an envelope. You took it and opened it, setting the rabbit down. You read the content and your eyes widened. You turned to Aster and beckoned him over.

“What is it love?” he asked. You looked at the letter once more before looking back up at him.

“The wedding’s been moved. It’s next week.” you said, gazing into his green eyes. He was speechless. He was happy he was getting married to you sooner, but would he even be able to make it? You could feel tears in your eyes as you thought of the same thing. He shook his head and cupped your cheeks into his hands.

“I will be here, don’t worry. I will not miss our wedding. I’ll do whatever it takes to be there. If things go well, I’ll be back sooner than you think.” he said, kissing your forehead. You just nodded, wiping away the tears and hugging him.

When you pulled away, you gave him a kiss, enjoying the feeling while it lasted. “Keep a weather eye on the horizon.” he said, giving you one more quick kiss before leaving. As soon as the door closed, you felt a hollow feeling and you chest.

You missed him already.

~*~

It was the day before your wedding day, you had been taken in by your mother and some female Pookai to prepare for the wedding. You were told how it all worked and how you’d have to be in full Pooka form. That night, your mother and you were just hanging out together. She was brushing your hair like she used to when you were smaller.

“[Name], I want to give you something.” she said. You turned around and looked at her, curious.

“What is it Mom?” you asked, not sure what to expect. Your mother walked over to her bureau, grabbing a small box and walking back over to you. You gazed at the box, wondering what was inside it. She opened it to reveal a pale light green ribbon.

“This is what I wore for my wedding. The only thing I got to keep at least. I’d like you to have it, and wear it tomorrow.” she said, handing it to you. “I know Pooka weddings aren’t like human weddings, but at least you can wear this.” she added.

You took it and held it gently, admiring the feel. It was made of the softest silk and shimmered in the light. You were reminded of Aster’s eyes, and wondered if he would make it. You hadn’t heard a word from him since he left, and you were terribly worried. You didn’t care about the wedding, you just wanted him to come back to you, unharmed and safe.

Your mother patted your head and went off to bed, you following soon after. Like every night since he had left, you thought of Aster until you fell asleep. You held the ribbon close to you as you slept, calming you with its gentle feel and relaxing color.

What was going to happen tomorrow.