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[2] 71 Days Until Easter

[Well, that had been a week of ridiculousness, and Bunny had learned the rather harsh lesson that he was not as up to fighting as he was back on Earth. He really needed to work on that belief thing here. Maybe even try something for the other Guardians, should they ever show up. If theyw ere to protect the children here, they needed to be on better form than this]

Right. So I'm going to avoid mirrors in this place for a good long while. I hear that sort of thing is regular around here? How regular, exactly?

[Children]

All of you okay?

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[A relieved sigh] Good. Least we're all got out of that madness.

You weren't too bad hurt, were you?

No worries, I'm right as rain. It was you I was more worried about.

...Though, crickey, you're one heck of a fighter. I've got to give you that.

[ The praise ekes out a smile. ]

I practiced. [ And she has had to be. ]

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[As it should, he's proud of her]

And it shows. It'd be a fool to take on you.

[ GRINNING INTO HER HANDS YEP ]

I'm still practicing. I do it every day. Just as my dancing master showed me. I'm going to keep getting better.

Well, I don't know much about swords, but if North ever show up here and he'll probably be late if he does, I'll make sure he shows you a thing or two as well.

Really? He wouldn't mind?

Dead set. He'd jump at the chance to train with someone. He hasn't been able to in a long time.

How is he?

As a swordsman?

Never tell him I told you this, because he brags at me enough as it is, but he's something to see. A real true blue warrior, fearless like a bear, he is.

[And jumps into battles stupidly and foolishly, but he'll leave that part out for now]

[ She snickers. ]

I won't. I'm good at keeping secrets.

Cheers, I can do without the earache.

Can I ask you something? A favor.

Absolutely, little brumby. What can I do for you?

There's two boys. Both of them have red hair and blue eyes. Bran is ten and he can't walk. Rickon is six. There's also two more, but they're men-grown. Robb looks like them, but Jon looks like me. They must be seven and ten or eight and ten. They're not here, but in case they do come and I'm not here, could you look after them?

Your brothers?

And of course, Arya. I'll guard them with my life.

Yes. [ Her dead and gone brothers. ]

[Oh honey]

If they ever show up here, I promise they'll be safe as long as I stay here.

Thank you.

[Stop being adorable]

Any time, little brumby.

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