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Bunnymund's accent gets thicker when he's angry. He's usually fairly good about controlling it when he's speaking normally, but when he's mad, controlling his accent is the last thing on his mind, and therefore it gets thicker.
“Thought I would too. Changed me mind,” he said. He didn’t think Jack would take such a strong negative reaction to it.
He stared at him for a few moments longer. “…So that’s it?” Jack leaned against his staff.
"No point in keepin' ya like this if yer just gonna hate me fer centuries if I do."
Bunny watched him for a moment, then shook his head. “I think I’ll just let you go.” What was the point in keeping Jack under his control? Regardless of what happened, Jack would come out at the end hating Bunny for it. More than he already did, that is.
“Yeah well that’s just— wait…what?” Jack blinked in honest surprise, staring at him. “…Why? You’re the one that wanted this, Bunny. I thought you would take advantage of it.”
"Thought I would too. Changed me mind," he said. He didn't think Jack would take such a strong negative reaction to it.
He smacked the ball away. “No, you’re right. I’ve got you under my control. Which means everything I get you to do in the next…twenty three and a half hours will be against your will.”
An irritated groan slipped past his lips, dropping his head back and pushing a hand through his shock white hair. “…I hate you right now.” Jack muttered under his breath before straightening. “What are you gonna do? Make me clean the Warren or something?”
Bunny watched him for a moment, then shook his head. "I think I'll just let you go." What was the point in keeping Jack under his control? Regardless of what happened, Jack would come out at the end hating Bunny for it. More than he already did, that is.
“None yet. Good t’know y’can list’n at times.”
“It’s not like I want to, but I have to.” The spirit grumbled, leaning against his staff. A pause as he glanced down before scooping up a handful of snow, forming it into a ball, and throwing it at the other.
He smacked the ball away. "No, you're right. I've got you under my control. Which means everything I get you to do in the next...twenty three and a half hours will be against your will."
“I own ya now. Don’t call me a kangaroo, or Cottontail. Or any other nickname you can think of,” he ordered.
Jack huffed, rolling his eyes. “Fine. Any other orders?” He snapped, raising a brow in challenge.
"None yet. Good t'know y'can list'n at times."
“And ev’ryone else calls me Bunny but you.”
“Then we can change that.” Jack smirked slightly.
"I own ya now. Don't call me a kangaroo, or Cottontail. Or any other nickname you can think of," he ordered.
“Frost is yer name, is it not?”
“Last name…everyone else calls me Jack but you.” He clarified.
"And ev'ryone else calls me Bunny but you."
“That depends on you Frost.”
A raise of the brow. “Try Jack…and I’ll think about it.” He smirked a bit.
"Frost is yer name, is it not?"
“Maybe I’d stop callin’ y’names if y’stopped calling me names.”
“Does this mean we’re at an agreement, Bunny?” Jack tried, leaning against his staff.
"That depends on you Frost."
“You ever think I only call you names because y’call me names?”
Jack’s brow rose a little bit, “Well, yeah. That’s what I’ve always thought.”
"Maybe I'd stop callin' y'names if y'stopped calling me names."
“Y’wanna keep goin’ back ta the kangaroo thing. It’s gettin’ old Frost.”
Jack snorted and rolled his eyes. “Yeah, so is Frostbite and Snowball…you need better nicknames too, cottontail.”
"You ever think I only call you names because y'call me names?"
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“Jack Frost nipping at your nose”
