chapter 27

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(right when he left elsa)

i fallowed bunny into the large room where elsa and i had a meeting with that duke. which made me think..."bunny what did you do with that duke?" bunny smirked at me. "seceret mate." i shuddered. "your one creepy bunny." he chuckled. "no need to be cold jack." i scowled at him. "no pun intended." he chuckled. i groaned as we walked through the doors.

"ah! jack, bunny! sit!" north rumbled. i sat by sandy and bunny sat by tooth. north was the one talking. "pitch... i dont think he is dead." i paused, "but elsa killed him north.... there is no way he could be alive."

north shook his head. "pitch is very stealthy. and who knows. amelia could be alive as well. think about it jack." "i did north, and it doesnt add up, i saw elsa kill amelia there was blood everywhere, and pitch is frozen, along with hans."

again north shook his head. "jack her body wasnt there. the blood was, but the body wasnt. she was probably faking, or elsa didnt use all of her powers. and pitch... its if someone loves him that releases the spell. how do we know she loves him, found him, kissed him and now they are back."

"how did you even think of this." north scratched the back of his head. "well...... you see, pitch and amelia visited last night. but we didnt want to wake you because you and elsa were sleeping. the point is dont tell elsa. understand?" i nodded. "mate elsa is a smart gumby, she will figure it out." north thought. "perhaps, but lets worry about the happy stuff until they make their move. until then, lets get you and elsa married.and do we know if she is....." tooth bunny and sandy shook their head. "know what?" north looked at me. "if she is pregnant." my face went red. "oh your kidding. you all heard?!" they nodded. tooth was very read in the face, and bunny smirked with sandy and north. "ugh! thats disgusting! stop it!" they smirked more and got closer. "get away!" i yelled while chuckling. i flew away.  however i wont lie... the pitch conversation was still going through my head

over, and over, and over again.

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