As I promised, an M-Preg of how Jack Frost had a child with Bunnymund.

Those who hate the pairing, I ignore All hate or flames, so just click away now!

There will be lemons somewhere, but I'm being lazy recently, so I can't promise timely updates. But I'll try to make it a chapter every other Saturday.

Warnings: M-Preg, Cursing, BoyxBunny, Lemons, and some alcohol use. (This list may grow as the story goes on.)

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~Prologue~

E. Aster Bunnymund sat on his haunches next to the fire, cradling his daughter Crystal. The girl, much like her mother, was hyper active and didn't sleep easily. Tonight especially. For you see, it was the birthday of the now ten year old girl, and they had went and spoiled her all day with sweets and new toys. That morning, they went to North's, who gave her a band much like her father's, Tooth gave her a new jacket, almost like her mother's, aside from the holes in the hoodie for her ears and the egg designs on the front. Sandman had given her a small bag of dream dust to hang above her bed, which would help her always have pleasant dreams. Then they went to Jack's lake to teach her how to skate, breaking for cake and sweets after. Jack himself leaned his staff against a walll and sat next to the two. He gently kissed Bunny on his furry cheek, careful not to disturb the young half-human who was dozing off.

Crystal yawned softly, rubbing her eyes. "Daddy...?"

Bunny looked down, smiling softly. "Yes, Snowflake?"

"Can you tell me a bed time story...?" She pulled the 'Jack face' that often won Bunny over, no matter the circumstances.

Bunnymund chuckled, stroking her hair. "Well, which do you want to hear, Lil' Bunny?"

Crystal thought a moment, tapping her chin. Her eyes lit up when she finally thought of a story.

"Can you tell me how you and Mommy had me? You promised you'd tell me once I was old enough!"

Bunnymund looked to his mate, who simply smiled. "We did promise her, babe. You think she's old enough?"

"...Old enough for certain parts." Bunny chuckled.

"Oh, come on, Bunny. Let's just tell her already."

"Oh, fine, fine, love. Don't lose yer britches."

"You'd like it if I did." Jack muttered, sure that their daughter couldn't hear.

Bunny blushed, shooting him a playful glare. "Well, you see Crystal, It's a strange story, and it may take a while...but it all began on a cold day in January..."