Hey everyone! I'm TheDorkQueen! This is my first story published and I hope you enjoy it!

Got this idea when I was watching Rise Of The Guardians for the second time and decided to write it out! This story is also on Archive Of Our Own and Wattpad, BTW. But ANYWAYS, let's get on with the story.

Disclaimer: Of course I don't own Rise Of The Guardians. :( If I did, this story would've been a movie or TV show!

"What the fuck do you mean by you can't go?!" Bunnymund yelled.

"What I mean by 'I can't go' is that I can't go!" Jack shouted back. The other guardians sighed. This argument has been going on for hours and the constant screaming between the winter spirit and the rabbit was giving them headaches.

"You've already skipped five guardian meetings! What's so important that you can't go to this one?!"

"I just can't go, okay?!" North rubbed his face in exhaustion. Jack and Aster had been at each others throats for the past few weeks since Jack started to skip a guardian meeting. When Jack refused to tell them why he didn't show up, Bunnymund exploded. Ever since then, they were breaking out into arguments every time they so much as spoke a word to each other. North didn't understand. They were finally getting along up until the last seven weeks.

"Why are you so closed off?! It's not like there's anything else important enough for you to skip a meeting! Why can't you go?!"

Jack tried to think of a good excuse but found that he couldn't. Why couldn't Aster understand that there were some things that Jack couldn't share with them? "I . . ." he started, trying and failing to come up with a good lie. "I just . . . I just . . . can't tell you!" Jack turned and slammed open a nearby window. He called the wind and flew away before anyone could stop him.

Man in the Moon sighed. A year has passed since Pitch's defeat and while the guardians accepted Jack into their group, Man in the Moon could see that the relationship between Jack and the guardians were almost nonexistent. They were like strangers to each other. Man in the Moon was patient, but it has already been a year! Even Man in the Moon has reached the end of his wit.

While he is proud of the effort the guardians put forth into getting to know Jack, he knew their efforts was for naught if Jack wouldn't open up. Plus, there's also the problem that the guardians still didn't trust Jack, especially since they still believed that Jack betrayed them for his memories last Easter. The guardians are clueless of who Jack Frost is, and that caused mistrust towards Jack. A good, strong team can't be formed without trust, and Jack didn't trust them enough to even let them know where he was on most days. In return, the guardians can't trust him.

Man in the Moon knew that this was wrong, but if he didn't do it, then the guardians' relationship with Jack will strand more than it was in the beginning, and it will make the guardians working with Jack harder if they don't trust each other. Jack was going to hate him for this, especially since MiM didn't get his consent, but MiM was left with no choice. If Jack had known, he would never allow this, which would made it harder for MiM to fix the—if there was any in the first place—relationship between Jack and the guardians.

'It's for the best.' MiM thought as he prepared for what he was about to do.

'Why can't they just understand that there are some things I need to keep private?!' Jack thought as he flew away from the workshop. He was fuming, and while he understood that they meant well, he couldn't help but feel angry. Why can't they just keep themselves out of his business and leave him alone? Can't they just understand that he can't tell them? That it's too personal for him to share?

He knew he was acting unfairly to them, but he couldn't help himself. How will they react to the real reason why he couldn't go to their meetings? While he knew the guardian meetings were necessary and important, they were nowhere nearly as important as this.

He landed on the graveyard in the village and walked towards his grave. He couldn't believe that after all these years, his father's grave still stood. Though it made sense. Jonathan Overland was a good man who died an honorary death. Jack sat down near the grave of his dad. 'Happy Death Anniversary, papa.'

"Bunny, why did you do that? If Jack doesn't want to tell you where he's been, drop it." Tooth scolded. She was sick of this nonsense. While she was also curious about Jack, she knew he wasn't ready to tell them whatever he was hiding, and she respected that, no matter how much the curiosity was killing her.

"So? The kid's like a wall. We literally know almost nothing about him other than the fact that he likes the color blue!"

Tooth narrowed her eyes. "Yes, but that doesn't mean—"

"Oh, come on! Don't tell me you don't want answers, too? We all do. The kid's so distant that he's like a stranger to us. How are we suppose to trust him?"

Tooth gasped. She was shock at the fact that Bunny could say something like that. "Bunny, he is a guardian. We can trust him. We are suppose to trust him."

North cleared his throat to get their attention. When he noticed that he did, he began, "As much as I hate to admit it, Bunnymund is right. How are we suppose to trust Jack if we don't even know his full name?" Sandy frowned at this and began making signs of protest above his head. "Yes, I know Jack is a guardian, but still . . ." North trailed off.

Suddenly, the moon flashed bright and the guardians covered their eyes as they were enveloped in a sea of bright light. When the light finally dimmed, the guardians looked around, confused about their new surroundings.

Everything was white. There was nothing but white. "What the hell?" Bunny shouted. Soon, the familiar voice of MiM echoed through.

"Guardians, I notice your nonexistent relationship and cluelessness of Jack Frost—"

"Well, it's not our fault! The kid is so closed off and mysterious!" Bunny protested, ignoring the "Bunny, shush!" from Tooth. He was not at fault!

"I know, and since it seems that you are nowhere closer to getting to know Jack Frost. In order to help you understand Jack better, I will be showing you Jack's memories."

"What?!" Tooth yelled. Was MiM serious?! "Are you sure?! Is Jack okay with this?! Does Jack even know?!—"

"Yes!"

Tooth gasped. "Bunnymund!"

"What? Don't tell me you aren't curious, too! This is our chance to find out who Jack Frost really is."

"But, what if—"

North interrupted, "Bunny is right, Tooth. This is our chance to learn who Jack Frost is, and whether or not he is worthy of our trust." Tooth tried to protest, but no words would escape her mouth. She sent a desperate look towards Sandy, looking for support, but she slumped when he nodded his head, a sad expression marring his face. Tooth sighed, defeated, and nodded.

"I . . . I guess you're right, but," she stopped, features supporting a stern look. "But, that doesn't make this right."

With that, the surrounds fainted into field with a forest of woods nearby. A voice started them. "Get back here, you rat!" A five year old giggling boy ran pass them. The guardians was shocked. Was this Jack Frost? But how come he had brown hair instead of white?

The brown haired boy was being chased by two other boys, who seemed to be fourteen. Suddenly, a woman appeared, her clothing an indication of her high status. The boys growled at the eight year old boy, before following their mom back home.

The eight year old smirked and the guardians' eyes widened. It was their Jack! They recognized that mischievous grin anywhere.

Jack turned around and bumped into a tall body. He fell to his butt and looked up. One man and woman. The man seemed pretty muscular with the same brown hair as Jack's. The woman had the same brown hair and had a petite figure. They were obviously Jack's parents, their similar features giving them away.

"Jackson Overland," the woman began. "What did you do?"

Bunnymund smirked, "Someone's in trouble."

Jack grinned sheepishly. "They were calling us poor rats, so I might've called them rich, good-for-nothing snobs and ordered Isley to bite them while I punch them in the jaw." he answered, innocent eyes flashing upon them.

Isley? That's when the guardians noticed the cute, gray puppy companying Jack.

Jack's father's face broke out in a proud grin. "That's my boy!" he praised. Jack's mother turned to Jack's father.

"Jonathan!" she scolded. He grinned.

"You heard him, Elizabeth. They called us poor rats." he said, an innocent smile flashing onto his face. Elizabeth looked at Jack who flashed his innocent-even-though-it's-not-so-innocent brown eyes before looking back at Jonathan and sighed.

"You boys are too much trouble sometimes." she said before walking away, ignoring the "Hey!" from the boys.

The memory fainted away, leaving Tooth cooing over how cute Jack was as a little boy and Bunny smirking. "Seems like Jack still as mischievous as a little kid as he is now." North and Sandy smiled fondly.

"Shh! The next memory is starting!" The guardians watched as their surroundings fainted into a village.

Well, that's the story! Don't forget to review and if you like this story, favorite and follow! The next chapter will be posted probably around next week, and for the day . . . ? It really depends on the amount of homework I have. Only a week back from break and I already have a ton of homework. :( Save me from this pile of evil paper!

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