"so, Jack, how did you end up like this?" North asks, curious. Jack shrugs a furry shoulder.

"I have no idea. I was in Chicago trying to stop a huge snow storm... I guess something happened cause I woke up like this. I headed here as fast as I could." Jack frowns. Bunny looks his mate over before frowning.

"its a low power and energy state." Bunny says. "its Pooka thing." he adds, looking at the others.

"like on Easter, with Pitch, when you changed." Tooth says. Bunny nods.

"yeah. it wears off by itself, but it varies how long it takes. ya have believers, and ye've been gettin' stronger so I know ya got more believers than ever, so shouldn't take too long, but..." Bunny trails.

"but?" Jack asks, looking over.

"we have seen Bunny end up like that due to magic. witchy magic." North frowns. Jack frowns.

"I don't remember what happened. could I have gotten in a fight?" Jack asks, frowning.

"its possible Jack." Tooth says. Sandy frowns, throwing symbols up.

we could look at your old books North.

"Sandy has point. we can look through books. find way to fix Jack." North says.

"before ye go and fuck around with Pookan magic, we better figure it out if it was a witch er not. if not and Jack managed t' exert 'imself with the storm, yer not gonna help 'im by changin'im back. yer gonna make it worse." Bunny warns.

"worse?" Jack asks, tail flicking in annoyance.

"if its not a curse er a spell, then all yer doin' is usin' what energy ya have left t' change back. which can either cause ye to change back t' this or..." Bunny trails, frowning.

"or?" Tooth asks, hesitantly.

"when a Pooka uses all the energy available t' them and change back anyway, they end up in an indefinite comatose state." Bunny explains.

"indefinite?" Jack asks hesitantly. Bunny nods.

"ye could stay like that fer a few days, weeks, months, years.... or simply never wake up again, bad idea. after a while in a state like that, yer body gives out and ya jus', die." Bunny frowns. Jack tenses up.

"I could die again?" Jack asks. Bunny nods. "it wasn't fun the first two times I died, I'm good." Jack frowns. Bunny had told Jack he'd remembered seeing him die back on their home planet. Jack had gotten the memories back and found Bunny was right. he had died in the war, but someone had managed to bring him back.

"what is best way to find out?" North asks.

"I'd say, based on yer level of believers, we give ya two months. I've never had it last longer than a month, but we'll give ya extra time t' be safe. I've never seen it last longer than two months. if yer still like this then s'probably a curse." Bunny explains.

"so a wait and see game." Tooth frowns. Bunny nods.

"fer safety." Bunny adds.

"well, that sucks, but its better than dying again." Jack frowns.

"c'mon we'll get'cha back t' the Warren." Bunny says tapping the ground. Jack gets up and walks over. it had taken some getting used to, to walk on four feet instead of two, but its natural to him now. Bunny grabs Jacks staff from where its leaned on a nearby wall, and hops into the tunnel after him.

Jack frowns to himself, he hates walking through Bunnys tunnels, he'd rather fly through them. unfortunately, in this state, he can't fly.

"why is it so itchy like this." Jack asks, using his back leg to scratch at his neck. Bunny shrugs.

"not sure. I get like that too when I'm like that." Bunny says. "never looked int' it 'cause it doesn' happen often." Bunny adds, watching him. Jack grunts at him, straightening up.

"fur is fucking itchy sometimes." Jack grumbles. Bunny snorts.

"who knows maybe you have fleas." Bunny teases. Jack glares.

"thats so rude, wait... can we get fleas?" Jack ask.

"m'pretty sure Pooka fur is resistant to fleas, but never tested." Bunny shrugs, heading down the tunnel. Jack watches him go, before taking off after him. Jack easily bounces off one of the tunnel walls and lands on his mates shoulder, nearly falling off. Bunny is quick to reach up quickly and grab hold of him. "what are ya doin' ya gumby?" Bunny huffs, leaning forwards some to keep Jack from falling.

"not walking." Jack grins. "figured since I can't catch the wind, I'd catch a ride with you." Jack adds. Bunny rolls his eyes, but doesn't stop walking.

"yer ridiculous." Bunny snorts. Jack easily lays over his shoulders grinning.

"your fox fur coat is looking dashing Mr.Bunnymund." Jack grins.

"coat? yer more of a scarf." Bunny huffs, batting Jacks tail away from his nose gently. he doesn't want to dislodge the smaller accidentally. "stop that." Bunny mutters. Jack laughs and curls up.

"if Pooka fur is resistant to fleas.... is my fur still resistant? or what?" Jack asks.

"yer fur doesn' change jus' because ye do." Bunny assures. Jack huffs, ears twitching.

"what was that?" Jack asks. Bunny frowns, his own ears twitching.

"googs are in bloom, probably runnin' around." Bunny assures.

he carefully lets Jack down in the Warren.

"I got Easter prep t' do. stay out of trouble." Bunny frowns, heading off to start painting. the eggs immediately run over to Bunny happily, surrounding his feet. "hello little googs. jus' hold on. let me get me paints." Bunny soothes. Jack follows after him. the little eggs happily surround Jack, whose careful not to step on them.

"hey guys. they love me now that I know I'm a Pooka." Jack says, nudging one of the little eggs, smiling.

"they love ya because I do an yer magic s'mixed into the Warren." Bunny says, turning his head to watch Jack flop over onto his side. the eggs immediately surround him happily. Bunny smiles at them and heads to get his pants.

when Bunny comes back, Jack still hasn't moved, he looks asleep. the eggs are still crowded around him, though they've mostly settled. Bunny snorts softly and sits down. he'd grabbed his art bag, he always does in case he needs a break from painting, and pulls out his drawing book. he wants to sketch this scene immediately.

the moment the sketch is done, he smiles, puts his book away and whistles softly. it only took an hour or two to finish, he still had time to paint eggs.

"alright c'mon googies, let Jack sleep." Bunny murmurs. only one of the eggs comes waddling over to him. there are at least 20 or 30 of them surrounding Jack, so Bunny is a little annoyed, but, knowing he can only paint one at a time, he lets them be.

he's only gotten four eggs painted when Jack shifts. he doesn't make a noise, but Bunny can hear him get up and walk over to him.

"Yaca?" Bunny asks. the name slips out automatically when they're alone. Jack grunts and curls up beside him, falling asleep again. the eggs are immediately surrounding him again, but Bunny doesn't complain, it'll be easier to just grab one now that Jacks closer. he's firmly pressed against Bunnys leg, snoring quietly. he gives a small smile, running a hand down Jacks side, the smaller stretches out slightly under his gentle motion.

Bunny would bet anything that, given how tired Jack is, his mate is in a low energy state, not cursed.

"Jack?" Bunny ask. Jack shifts, his ear twitching. "ye want t' go back t' the den?" Bunny asks. Jack shifts again, cuddling closer to Bunny.

"m'good here." Jack mumbles. "s'long as I got you." Jack murmurs, cuddling closer to him. Bunny chuckles softly, putting the egg in his paw down.

"c'mere." Bunny murmurs, scooping him up gently. Jack blinks his eyes opens, confused.

"what are you doing?" Jack mumbles.

"shhhh." Bunny murmurs, laying him in his lap. Jack curls up, cuddling into him happily. Bunny smiles at him, picking up another egg.

"don't want to be in your way." Jack mumbles.

"yer fine there." Bunny assures. Jack sighs happily, content to stay there curled up while Bunny works on eggs.

Bunny is confident that in a week or two his mate will be back to normal, until then, he's content to hold his lover and let him sleep.