Okay, you probably want the reason for this fic. Here it is: I recently watched The Aviator, and the idea burned into my mind like a piece of wood in a burning fireplace. Do not own ROTG. Enjoy~

Jack stared at his wreath, happy with how straight and even it was. He glanced over at Bunnymund, who was stuck with hanging wreaths as well.

Somehow he and the kangaroo had been suckered into hanging North's decorations.

He felt his eye twitch slightly. He waltzed over to the large bunny. "Bunnymund." He said.

Said bunny looked at his fellow guardian warily. "Can I help you Jack?"

"Your wreath is crooked." He said, his head hung low.

Bunny glanced up at it and shrugged. "So?"

"So, fix the wreath!" Jack almost yelled.

Bunnymund was taken aback by the sudden rise in Jack's voice.

Suddenly Jack repeated it again. "Fix the wreath." He whispered.

"Fine, mate, I'll fix the wreath." But as soon as he touched it, he heard it again.

"Fix the wreath. Fix the wreath. Fix the wreath."

"…Jack?" Bunnymund asked. Jack turned away from him, repeating the same phrase.

"Jack?" He asked again before looking up at the wreath. "Damn it all!" He growled before following Jack.

He found the boy curled up in his room, curled into a ball on the bed. "Fix the wreath. Fix the wreath. Fix the wreath…" He kept whispering.

"Jack?" Bunnymund asked before entering the dark room and shutting the door.

The door closing must have brought Jack out of his trance, because he whipped his head around. "Bunny?" He whispered, almost sounding like a scared kid.

"Jack… Do you have OCD?" Bunnymund asked.

At that question, Jack burst into tears. "Please don't tell anyone." His voiced cracked. "I don't want anyone to know."

"It's okay Jack." Before Bunnymund could conceive what he was doing, he wrapped his arms around the smaller boy.

The whole night they stayed like that, Bunny holding Jack like the crying child he was.

The next day, Bunnymund went to ask North a very serious question, which caused the oversized elf to raise his eyebrows.

"You want Jack to stay with you at Warren?" North asked reluctantly.

Bunnymund felt his ears flatten against his head, which only happened when he was scared or embarrassed.

North stood near the window for a long time before turning back to look at his friend. "Very well," He stated. "I am releasing Jack into your custody."

SO MANY POSSIBILITIES! Oh yes... :)