Jack was silent during the flight back to the Pole, as much from tension as from a simple desire to give his voice (and painful throat) a break, unwilling to look at the other Guardians.

The yetis swarmed the sleigh as soon as they landed, hauling off the still unconscious Piper – thank you Sandy – while North accepted the pipe from Bunny, tucking it away in a pocket for the two of them to inspect later.

Still silent, Jack followed the others toward the sitting room they tended to use for meetings. Running sounded more tempting by the moment, but he'd caught a few worried glances from the others that kept his feet pinned to the ground.

North bellowed a few commands at the yetis as they walked, and they rushed off on various errands. There was a pitcher of water and glass sitting next to Jack's armchair (the one North made special for him, just as he had the others, that let him know he was one of them) when they arrived at the meeting room, probably delivered by the yetis. Jack made a beeline for them, downing the first glass in seconds without pausing for breath and pouring a second.

Phil came storming in before Jack could start the second glass, prying Jack's mouth open and glaring down his throat with flashlight in hand as Jack flailed, much to Bunny and Sandy's open amusement. Tooth at least tried to hide her giggles – very unsuccessfully – as Phil let go, growling something at North before storming off again. Jack flopped into his chair, sulking as he finished off the second glass of water and pouring another.

"Good," North said shortly. "Phil says you haven't damaged your throat, just over used it. So. Whenever you are ready to tell us."

Jack winced, rubbing at his throat. Bunny rolled his eyes and got up, stalking over to stand in front of Jack's chair.

"Overdid it, did ya, ya gumby? Lemmie see," he said gruffly. Jack glared, raising one eloquent eyebrow. "Look, as much as I'm enjoyin' you bein' quiet fer once, I might have somethin' that'll make ya heal that much faster."

Jack thought for a second, but as his throat was still bothering him – spirits healed much, much faster than humans, but not quite that quickly – he opened his mouth. Bunny glared down it before shrugging. "Could be worse," Bunny commented, digging in his bandoleer and dropping something in Jack's glass that turned the water spring green. "Drink up if you wanna talk tonight, Jackie. Usually I'd let ya wait until tomorrow, but I wanna know what happened tonight."

Eying the glass dubiously, Jack glanced up at Bunny and over at the others. They were watching him expectantly, Tooth with a mild version of the pleading eyes her fairies had used on him before. Mentally sighing and bracing himself, he took a swallow.

…Oh. It was…good.

Bunny laughed outright at the shocked expression on Jack's face, settling back into his chair, smirking.

"Ah, Bunny got you," North laughed. "Is real medicine, he just fixed the taste after he had to take his own medicines for awhile," he added reassuringly as Bunny hissed for him not to talk about that thank you!

Jack grinned at them and sipped at it. Whatever was in it, it felt good on his throat and he could almost feel it healing.

Giving the water and Bunny's medicine a chance to soothe and heal his throat, Jack made an image in ice, a miniature version of the Piper before looking at North with a clear question.

"The yetis are guarding him," North answered readily. "Bunny and I will study this pipe of his tomorrow, but for now, all we can do is hold him. Is not like with Pitch, where we knew he could come back eventually. We will have to discuss, possibly with other spirits. It's not the first time he's tried this, just the first he's been caught. He has much to answer for." Jack made a silent 'oh', huddling back into his chair.

The room was mostly silent then, save for Tooth's occasional order to a fairy – they'd been working on taking over when she was called away – and the general noise of the workshop that filtered through the walls.

Finally Jack finished the glass he was holding.

"Did it help, Jack?" Tooth asked quietly, reaching for him for a moment. He paused to take stock before nodding. Still a little sore, but even that was fading now. Bunny looked rather proud, and if his medicine did have magic to speed spirit healing, then Jack supposed he'd earned that pride.

All of them leaned forward, looking at Jack eagerly, like children at storytime. Uncomfortably Jack looked away, playing with the glass.

"C'mon, Frostbite, don't hold out on us. What was that back there?" Bunny demanded, anger mixed with worry and curiosity, anger that Jack kept something else back from them and at the years of neglect and casual cruelty that made him want to keep secrets, but overridden with pure curiosity. "I've never seen something like that before."

"We aren't trying to pry, Jack," Tooth said softly, flying forward to lay a hand on Jack's shoulder. "We've always tried to know each other's powers so we can plan fights better and can cover each other's weaknesses."

Sandy nodded encouragingly, sending up a swirl of incomprehensible sand images.

Jack fiddled with the glass some more, looking up through his bangs at his would-be family. It was true, they had let him know powers and weaknesses other spirits would never have guessed at (like Tooth's hatred of monkeys, and Sandy's extreme dislike of getting wet – sand plus water, even if it was dreamsand, apparently wasn't fun – and just what happened when Bunny ate too much chocolate, and North's allergy to peppermint and therefore of candy canes, of all things), and trust was a two way street…

"My Pa was a siren," he blurted, getting it over with quickly, like ripping off a bandage. Four sets of eyes blinked blankly at him for long enough Jack started to feel uncomfortable before comprehension dawned.

"Oh," Tooth said quietly, fluttering closer. Out of all of them, Jack figured she had the closest idea to what he meant with that simple statement.

"No one in the village ever knew," he said quietly. "We were always really careful, and Mary was more careful than I was. I didn't remember until…well, until I got everything back."

"Wait a minute…" Bunny said suddenly, ears flattening against his back, "That night with the karaoke…"

"I tried to not take a turn," Jack reminded him, smirking. "I can't help it if Tooth's fairies have mastered the puppy eyes."

"Was very funny!" North laughed, clapping Bunny on the back. Bunny rolled his eyes but huffed, ears raising again and beginning to smile faintly.

"You've been careful with it, though, right Frostbite?" he asked instead. Jack reined in his temper quickly, knowing by now that losing it with Bunny wouldn't lead anywhere good. They were friends now, and he didn't want to lose the burgeoning friendship when all he had to do was keep his temper under control. Besides, considering some of the things he'd pulled in the past…

"As soon as I learned I could do it, yeah. I didn't remember for awhile, but I tried to be. And I tried to use it for good…well, mostly."

" 'Mostly' being things like getting the unsuspecting to dance the Macarena?" Tooth asked wryly before Bunny could jump in. Jack laughed and ducked his head. That groundhog had had it coming. "Must have been too tempting to pass up," she added softly, "if it was the only way to get a response to your presence."

Jack fidgeted at that, looking away and shrugging, confirming her guess. Too easy for it to go wrong to use for pranks very often. Tooth laid a hand on his shoulder, ignoring the frost flush forming on his face for the moment. "And…the using it for good?" she asked.

He looked up, tilting his head in confusion, and she shrugged. "Sirens don't like other spirits coming near them, so we…or at least, I…don't know much about them or their powers besides 'luring in ships to kill the sailors'," she said quietly. A glance at the other three showed them nodding, Sandy sadly while Bunny and North looked faintly vengeful. "Do you mean like what you did today, with the children?"

"…well…yeah," Jack said quietly, staring at his staff rather than at any of the others. "Like…leading kids home in a blizzard, or away from thin ice. I…I mean, I couldn't always get there in time, but…" he was cut off when a pair of warm, feathered arms wrapped around him.

"None of us can always get there in time," she whispered gently. "The important thing is that you tried."

Slowly Jack's arms came up to return her hug, mindful of her wings. Sandy was giving him two thumbs up and grinning at him, the particular grin that told Jack Sandy was already thinking of pranks to pull with Jack's ability, while North beamed and Bunny gave him the soft smile Jack cherished, the hardest to coax from the Pooka.

Oh. That wasn't so bad after all.

A/N: Silly prompt somehow developed a plot on me. Oh well.

I went with "Mary" for Jack's unnamed sister (Pippa is Jamie's friend in modern Burgess, Jack's sister wasn't named) mostly because. Just, because. Also, because Joyce's daughter was Mary Katherine, and he already named one character for her, so why not another.

Also, it seems like fandom tends to take Bunny's temper to extremes. Pooka, in mythology, are supposed to be at least a bit of trickster, and he doesn't really yell at Jack that much in the movie. Get annoyed, yes, but still – Jack was, admittedly, being annoying at those points. So, no temper explosions when I write Bunny.

For now, this is the end of "I Like to Move It Move It." I've been given a couple ideas, and should I get more, I may someday write some more for this verse, since it was fun. Not guaranteeing anything, though.