A/N: Soooo… Yeah I should be working on my other story, but I decided that since today was December 1st, I'd start a "twenty-five days of Christmas" thingy… Hope ya' like it :)

(P.S. No romantic parings in this one!)

Disclaimer: I'm only going to do this once for this whole story. I DO NOT own Rise of the Guardians or any related characters, places, or things.

December 1st

Peppermint

Bunny didn't know how Jack did it. The kid didn't have a home, rarely showered, and as far as he knew, didn't hang out in peppermint fields. So how was it possible for him to smell like it so often? That was his scent - and since Bunny was usually the one the Guardian's sent to hunt him down - he knew it very well. It was really a mystery.

Bunny had been painting eggs in anticipation for Easter, which was only about four months away. These eggs wouldn't be the ones he sent out for the kids to find, no, they were just trial eggs, used to get more ideas. He wasn't sure what had brought on this sudden question concerning what Jack smelled like. Most likely it was just his brain wandering off, in search of something to do - other than paint eggs.

He hummed to himself. Why would Jack smell like peppermint? Maybe it was a winter spirit thing. Yeah! The season did have a kind of "pepperminty" theme. His face dropped as he realized that if that was the case, North would smell like it too. Instead, the Cossack smelled of cookies and paint - not peppermint. So there went that idea…

Oh! Maybe it was the kid's hoodie! Wait… No. He'd met him before the hoodie, and he still had that faint smell then. He sighed as he searched for another reason for the scent.

He came up with a blank. Unless the teen purposely rolled in peppermint plants, there was no logical reasoning for it.

Bunny started as a snowball hit him full force in the back. Turning, he spotted a smirking Jack Frost a few feet away.

"Hi Kangaroo!"

Growling, the Pooka took off. The two were still engaged in their game of run and catch thirty minutes later. All thought of Jack's scent was tossed out the window as Bunny chased the intruder through his Warren. The smell would remain a mystery.