This has nothing to do with the story but last night I was trying to get to sleep and the only thing I could think of was pitch black singing the oogie boogie song from The Nightmare Before Christmas…I mean come on! How freaking hilarious would that be!?

Pitch: So you're the one every body's talkin about! Your jokin me, you gotta be! He's ancient…he's ugly! I don't know which is worse! I might just split a seem now if I don't die laughin first!

North: What are you doing to do?

Pitch: I'm gonna do the best I can…ooh the sound of the dice is like music in the air cause I'm a gambling boogie man, although I don't play fair!

….yeah, let that sink in first ;3

TO THE STORY!

You landed quietly on the roof of North's workshop. You looked at the sand that was slowly slipping off into the snow below and sighed lightly.

That might be a problem… you thought. You looked around for a place to hide in case a yeti was sent for you. You brushed your [h/c] hair out of your face.

Well, so far so- "Hey!" you shouted as the section of the roof fell away from beneath you. You slipped down the slid type tunnel trying to grasp hold of something, anything, to stop yourself. After a few moments of just falling, you slid out into a room.

"AAAAAAAAH!" you heard from above your head. You looked up and saw the guardian's staring at you in shock. You blink [e/c] eyes as you took in the scene before you.

Bunnymund had his boomerangs out, Sandy had his sand whips, Tooth just had her hands up and ready, Jack had his staff pointed at you, north had his swords pointed at your face and each looked like they were about to face impending doom.

"Well…this is one kind of welcome party…" you said standing up slowly. The guardian's quickly put away their weapons.

"[y/n]…what are you doing here?" Tooth asked while flying closer to you. You looked at her before sighing and running a hand through your [h/l] hair roughly.

"My father visited me in a nightmare earlier. He tried to get me to fight on his side. If I have to be drawn into this fight against my will…I'll pick which side I'm on." You said while the guardian's looked at you surprised. North stepped closer to you and gently placed a hand on your shoulder.

"This very brave of you, but…which side do you choose?" He asked gently. You looked at each of the guardian's before looking back up at North.

"Yours," You said while placing one of your hands on top of the hand he had on your shoulder. He smiled and laughed loudly.

"Are you trained in anything, mate?" Bunnymund asked while chuckling lightly. You bit the inside of your cheek before nodding slowly.

"Mind showing us?" Jack asked while smirking and leaning against his staff. You hesitated before holding your hand out in front of you. The guardian's watched quietly as the snowy blue sand formed a figure of Jack leaning against his staff.

"This is wonderful!" North shout as Tooth moved closer toward the mini figure.

"It looks just like you, Jack!" She stated excitedly as Jack moved and stood beside you, he smiled at you.

What…why does my face feel warm..? You thought as you quickly looked away and made the sand disappear.

"Yes, yes…it very impressive…but how well can use it?" North asked while leading the guardian's and you into the control center room. You scratched the back of your head while watching some elves run from a yeti.

"Well, I know how to use it for flying and forming figures like I just did. Father never taught me how to use it against people if needed." You explained as you took a seat, stiffly.

"I have a question…" Tooth hesitated. You looked at her and nodded.

"If you don't like Pitch…then why do you still call him father?" She asked quickly and quietly.