This story was inspired by a picture I found on deviantart (it's the cover art) by Carrrollen. Go check out their deviantart account to see the other great work! So without further ado, I give you...Frozen...

Jack flew as fast as he could, icy winds slapping him on the face, but the pain was nothing compared to what he felt inside. He finally landed atop the snowy blanket of a glacier, collapsing back into it. Jack looked up at the sheer ice cliff that towered over him, casting him in shadows. Stupid Bunny! It's not like I meant to do any of it... He angrily wiped away his tears with the sleeve of his hoodie, thinking back to what had transpired between him and the pooka only a few hours ago.

The winter spirit strolled through the warren, looking for his boyfriend. His smiled giddily, having finished his winter duties and come back early to surprise his mate. "Now where, oh where, could my kangaroo be?" he muttered to himself. After searching for what seemed like hours, Jack finally spotted Aster walking beneath the tree he was standing in. With a mischievous smile, he floated down, landing silently. Jack prepared to jump on the rabbit's back to scare him, but he noticed that the other spirit was carrying something that looked fragile and decided against it.

Jack turned to leave instead, but his foot suddenly caught on an unseen root sticking out of the ground, and he fell, his staff hitting the ground and sending ice shooting across the grass all around him. Before he even had a chance to sit up, he could hear the overgrown rabbit letting out a shout, as he started to slip on the ice, followed by what sounded like something glass shattering. The winter spirit jumped to his feet and rushed over, seeing his boyfriend crouched over the broken pieces of glass. "Aster, I am so sorry! I didn't mean-" He started to pick up the pieces frantically, not hearing the other spirit tell him to stop. "I tripped and-"

"Stop!"

Startled, Jack looked up quickly, before desperately trying to piece the shards together again. "It was an accident! W-we can fix it, right?"

"No! This can't be fixed, Jack!" Furious, he tore the piece of glass from the winter spirit's hand, the edge cutting clear across the pale palm. Jack pulled back with a wince, holding his bleeding hand close, as tears started to well up in his eyes. "Just get out..." When the boy didn't move, he snapped. "GET OUT!" Jack picked up his fallen staff and fled the warren, tears finally flowing down his cheek.

He lay like that in the snow for hours, silently thinking to himself, as he stared at his still bleeding hand. He was just so angry... Jack sighed. We've fought before...a lot. And we've always worked through it. Maybe I should just go back, so we can talk... He let out a yawn. Maybe in just a few hours... Knowing that he wasn't tired enough to warrant sleep but wanting to rest away the pain, the winter spirit pulled the necklace he always wore out from under his hoodie. At the end of it was a tiny little bag of dreamsand that Sandy had given to him for when he had anoher one of his insomniatic nights. When I wake up I'll go talk to him...and everything will be fine...it will...With a sigh, Jack opened the bag and sprinkled it over his head. Yawning, he curled up on his side and slowly drifted into a deep sleep.

Perhaps he shouldn't have used the dreamsand though, for it put him into such a deep slumber that he didn't feel the ground begin to shake beneath him. The glacier was moving, scraping roughly against another. The precarious ice cliff above him trembled before finally giving out, burying the sleeping Jack Frost beneath hundreds of feet of ice and snow.

"Bunny," North warmed his hands on his mug of hot chocolate, trying to warm up from the hours they had just spent out in the snow on yet another search. "Perhaps it is time to give up. It has been eighty-seven years. He not coming back." It broke his heart to say it, but after searching for so long, it was clear they weren't going to find Jack.

"No. No way, North. There's still places we haven't searched very well. He's out there somewhere. I just gotta find 'im..." Aster sat by the fire, trying to warm up his numb paws.

"No one has seen him since. Winter has not come to any places except by nature itself. Even if Jack was upset, he would not abandon his job. Something happen to him, Bunny. To be gone this long...I think he is truly gone."

"Don't say that. He wouldn't let something happen to him. Frostbite's stronger than that. He knows how much I love 'im. He wouldn't just leave willingly. I just gotta find 'im."

"Aster, this isn't good for you. For any of us! It is time to move on."

"I'm the guardian of hope, mate. How can I lose the very thing that I protect?" Bunny went over to the larger guardian, looking at him with pleading eyes. "Just one more. Help me out with one more search, and I won't make all of ya help me anymore. One more all out search, and you'll be done. Just one. I can't just abandon the kid."

North sighed. "Alright, alright. But one only. We better pick where we will search carefully. Come." He headed for the central command center, taking his steaming mug with him. "We will send word to the others tonight and start search tomorrow."

The two stood pouring over the large map board they had set up to track where they had searched. They debated over where would be best place to search, trying to figure out where the winter spirit could have gone. On occasion they would send an elf or yeti to retrieve something for them. Phil came back into the room, carrying the papers the two guardians had requested. He cried out, suddenly dropping the papers in shock and pointing at the globe in the center of the room. North and Bunnymund quickly turned to see what the commotion was about.

"Man in Moon?" They saw a shaft of blue light coming from the moon's skylight, narrowing down to shine on an exact location on the globe. "Could it be?"

Aster's paw started tapping on the ground excitedly. "This is it, mate. I can feel it. All these years, and Manny hasn't helped us before. Jack has to be at that spot."

North nodded, unable to deny what was so very clearly a sign. "We will leave tomorrow morning when the others arrive."

Bunny looked up at the spot on the globe, hope shining bright in his eyes. I'm comin' for ya, Snowflake. I'm comin'...

Alrighty everybody. Hoped you like the story ^^ As it gets further along, the rating may or may not go up. I haven't quite decided yet. Oh, and reviews are a wonderful way to let the author know you care *sniffles* :')