Sandy was a prankster

It was a little known fact mainly because he never got caught and he rarely had time for a good old fashioned prank. But nonetheless he immediately recognized the signs of a troublemaker gathering supplies while trying to stay unnoticed.

So when he saw Jack Frost trying to sneak out of Santoff Claussen with pink dye, a marker, several cans of silly string, balloons, spray paint, and a pair of sunglasses he immediately went on edge.

Deciding to follow the winter sprite and not freak out the rest of the Guardians –he really wanted to see the out come of this- he flew behind him silently. The serious side of him nagged him saying that he should be working and spreading good dreams. Luckily the rest of him was pretty good at tuning the reasonable part out. Deciding that the kids were going to have to create their own dreams for the night, he followed Jack to his forever frozen lake.

Besides it was slightly entertaining to watch Jack juggle his supplies and staff and fly at the same time.

Once at the lake Jack dumped his supplies with a pile of other stuff and disappeared into the woods. Sandy, curious decided to take a closer look at the pile of random junk. Once again ignoring the part of his mind that said Jack would notice if his supplies were messed with, he began sifting through the stuff, noticing ANOTHER pair of sunglasses, several cans of glow in the dark paint, more spray paint, and streamers. This must've taken him days to gather, Sandy thought. Sadly he was so into his findings he didn't notice Jack sneaking up on him.

"Hey Sandy!" Sandy promptly leaped ten feet in the air and Jack's sudden appearance. "Whatcha doing?" Jack asked after Sandy had floated down to eye level, looking guilty. "Wait, never mind stupid question." He said as Sandy was about to answer. "It's kind of obvious what you were doing." Jack stated.

Sandy looked sheepish and silently inquired about the things with sand pictures of the pile and a question mark. Jack's eyes immediately lit up and he got "the troublemaking grin" as Bunny called it.

"Well since you asked nicely…" Jack drawled, his eyes flashing with mischief, he quickly and quietly outlined his stupid but amazingly brilliant scheme.

"But I need a partner in order to make it happen…" Jack finished smiling excitedly, "Care to help?"

Sandy silently laughing at the plan and its creativity, immediately started nodding yes.

Oh he couldn't wait to see their victims face!

IMMA LINE HERE, FEAR ME :D

Pitch honestly had no fucking idea what the hell happened.

One moment he was getting his Nightmares under control, the next a he saw a flash of in his peripheral vision and got unceremoniously smacked in the face with something.

When he woke he didn't do anything except blink stupidly and wonder where the fuck he was. Eventually deciding to get up and figure it out instead of look like food for his Nightmares he slowly got up, groaning and rubbing the back of his head, where it had gone smack on the cold stone floor.

"What the hell happened last night…" he muttered rubbing his head… stopping with his eyes widening at the state of his evil lair/ cavern. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL HAPPENED?!"

Pitch's little hidey hole was big, cavernous and looked sort of like castle passages merged together in some places. The cages he held the mini tooths in hung from the ceiling with a few stray colorful feathers lying in them. A rusty globe showing the continents would display all the lights of children that still believed. Normally this would be the sight to greet his eyes.

Key word normally.

Now it looked like a rainbow had barfed all over his home.

Someone had spray painted the ground and walls with all the colors of the rainbow. Random splashes of glow paint in neon pink, orange, yellow, green, and blue also littered the floor and were splattered all over the globe. Streamers were hanging off the cages, which were also tangled in the bars.

Pitch was interrupted from his gawking at his home by an upset whinny. Closing his eyes, he turned around; already fearing what he would see when he opened them.

He wasn't disappointed sadly.

The Nightmares… oh Man in the Moon, the Nightmares… someone had turned them COLORS.

Pitch held the muzzle of a poor Nightmare, which looked at him with a look of pure torture that BEGGED for mercy, that was dyed a ludicrous shade of neon purple. Hearing more tortured neighs; Pitch whipped around and spotted several more Nightmare horses that had been dyed various shades of neon colors and had streamers wrapped around their necks.

Horrified, Pitch ran off desperately looking for somewhere that had not been colorized, convinced this was a nightmare. Stopping when he passed by a mirror he had on the wall for some bizarre reason he no longer remembered.

Pitch looked at himself. Then closed his eyes and counted to a hundred then opened them again. Pinching himself quickly proved that he was NOT dreaming.

Pitch's hair was… Oh man in the moon, it was…a disgustingly, horrifyingly bright shade of pink.

Not only that. Someone had wrapped him in streamers and drew big rectangles for eyebrows on him, a moustache stitches, and a monocle.

All in permanent marker.

IMMA 'NOTHER LINE, HELLO

Pitch's tortured scream could be heard all the way out of the lair.

Jack and Sandy were quickly reduced to rolling on the ground laughing from just snickering madly after the scream.

After half an hour of laughing their asses off, five minutes of catching their breath, and another five minutes of getting rid of the stitches in their stomachs, the looked at each other with matching trouble maker smirks.

"Same time next week?" Jack asked, picking up his staff and putting on a pair of sunglasses.

Sandy gave a thumbs up saying Yeah!

"Great, great to have you on board partner." Jack laughed handing Sandy the other pair of sunglasses he had hidden in his hoodie from the pile of supplies.

Putting on the sunglasses and floating away on his cloud of dream sand, Sandy promptly decided he was going todo this more often. He smiled.

Poor Bunny! He now had two pranksters to put up with.

Yay, first submission!

Ok, this was too fun to write. Seriously I was resisting busting out laughing the entire time.

Now if you'll please, review, give me criticism (be nice), ask me questions, yakk yakk yakk, blah blah blah.

Oh! if you people want I can make this a series of drabbles about Sandy and Jack and their various pranks! I can except prompts, since this was a moment of insanity type of thing. Just no promises I'll update frequently. I have to study for an upcomeing precalculus test. *shudder* Oh math you'll be the death of me...

Oh yes, bedfore I forget... I apoligize if I offend anyone with the frequent cussing. I'm sorry the slipped out and the story doesn't sound right without it. If you guys want I'll go back and edit it out...