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Looks like he's going to asgardeventide

[You see, mun? That wasn't so hard.

Sandy is cheerfully perched in a cloud of dreamsand, looking incredibly smug. He ought to look that way, since he managed to manipulate his mun into not only putting down a reserve, but to complete the whole application. Now, there's just to wait for applications to be opened.

Oh yeah, he knows he's good at getting people to do things.

Now, to figure out how he'll actually communicate with people when he doesn't have his dreamsand. (For the last time, mun, no, he can't just 'talk like everyone else'.)

He frowns thoughtfully, summoning the image of a pencil and paper. Can't he just draw?

...Hopefully, his skills with dreamsand art transfer to skills with pencil art.]

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Maybe if they just learned star it would be easier all around?

[Ohhey there. Yes it's Koz.]

[Well, yeah, that would make it a thousand times easi--

Wait.

Wait.

Sandy pauses, then starts to just stare. What--when--why are you alive right now?!]

[Kozmotis laughs at the reaction, it's way better than most of the ones he gets anyway.

As far as why he's around? He's Kozmotis Damn Pitchiner and the constrains of linear timelines are a thing he kind of ignored.]

It's good to see you too.

[Excuse Sandy while his brain breaks.

He holds out his finger, as if processing the fact that Pitch is there but not there, then a big damn question mark appears over his head.

Please explain. What is happening? What happened to you? Are you an AU or just from the past or--you know what, if it's a question that could be applied to this situation, just answer it.]

It's complicated.

[He smiles, though a seriousness comes across his features.]

I'm from the past, roughly... well, when your Man in the Moon's parents were still both alive and ruling the vast majority of the universe and he was still an infant.

I'm who the fearlings turned in to Pitch, unwillingly.

[He frowns a little.]

My name's Kozmotis Pitchiner, and apparently the woman you know as Mother Nature is my daughter.

[Well, he knew some of that, but not all of it.

Uh, what's the proper way to greet the past self of one's mortal enemy? A handshake? A wave? A punch in the face?

He settles for a handshake and an introduction. He sticks his hand out with a smile, making a little cloud of sand over his head followed by a big E. Sand-E. He knows that Pitchiner probably knows his name already, but he likes to be polite.]

[Woah there STOP EVERYTHING!]

...you're coming? [He blinks a few times, not believing it, then starts laughing.] You're coming! You're really coming!

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[Jack, let it be known that you're kind of adorable when you're excited.

Sandy smiles and gives a playful roll of the eyes, as if to say, 'Of course I'm coming.' You didn't think he'd just leave you all by yourself, did you?]

[Hard to say. After centuries of being by himself, he doesn't expect people wanting to join him.

Jack gives a back roll in the air, like he did when Jamie saw him. This is great news!]

Finally some good news! [He shakes his head.] This is going to be a hard month so... I'll be great to have you there with me, Sandy.

[Sometimes, Sandy really has to wonder where Jack keeps all that energy. Not even Bunny can backflip willy-nilly.

Hard month? Sandy cocks his head curiously and a question mark appears over his head. What do you mean, Jack?]

[He has a kid spirit, remember? It's only natural!

Jack sighs and runs his fingers through his hair.] The city is being attacked... by the frost giants. Everyone will be frozen, but it's... bad ice. [It hurts him to say so.] I think I'm getting frostbitten too.

[What?

Sandy scowls, then shakes his head, the image of giants getting mobbed and defeated by little people appearing over his head. Obviously, they need to fight back.

Sandy doesn't know how helpful he can be with powers that aren't his, but he will fight. For Jack's sake as well as the children of Asgard's.]

You make it sound so easy.

[Well, as much "sound" as Sandy can do. Jack is ready to fight, though, he's just having issues with all this bad ice deal. It hits a little too close to home - it reminds him of his conversation with Pitch in the Pole.]

Is this how you felt when the dreams became nightmares?

[Well, sure he makes it sound easy. He's the goddamned Sandman and he's made of dreams. Everything is easy when you have a dream~

Or maybe he's just old enough to look any challenge in the face and not feel overwhelmed. That could also be it.

His smile flickers, and he nods. Yes. It's never pleasant when one's own powers turn against you, especially when you feel like you should be able to fix it, but you can't.

Ultimately, one has to make peace with the fact that any kind of power can be used for evil purposes, and all one can do is do one's best to keep it under control.]

[So wise, Uncle Sandy. This is why Jack needs him around. Nobody in Asgard truly understands - though it's not like Jack actually searched for bonding moments of understanding. BUT THE POINT STILL STANDS.

He arches an eyebrow, wondering if Sandy is aware of what he just... said?]

You want me to keep control? Chaos is my second name. [And he likes it that way!] Tell you what, we'll ask the shrines for a nice pair of whips for you, then you can give those giants the Pitch treatment. ...unless you're getting one of the cool powers, but I've learned not to expect much from muns.

[Jack. Have you ever heard of 'controlled chaos?' IT'S USEFUL.

Above his head, he forms a flower. He's getting the growth power, he believes. He can think of a bunch of things to do with it, but he's probably going to need time to actually get used to it.

Thus, the whips would be great. He gives a thumbs up to the idea, grinning. He's good with all kinds of weapons--with the ability to create any weapon you can imagine, it gets boring just sticking with one--but he prefers whips because they're versatile and much better for disarming than bladed weapons.]

[If it's controlled, it's no chaos. Don't play tricks on him!

Jack smiles when he sees the flower. Alright, a nice house for Sandy, he can agree with the choice. Though he has to admit he wanted him to get Drawing Life. He's going to miss those little figures above his head.]

Growth, huh? I bet Cottontail would want some words with you about that. [And Jack wants first seat tickets for it.] Are you... going to need a marker?

[Jack's not the only one who'll miss the figures, but if Sandy works hard, they'll be replaced by plant figures. Which... is a really weird thought, but alright, he can work with that.

He rolls his eyes and a mini-Sandy and a mini-Bunny appear over his head. Mini-Sandy is waving his arms over a plant growing uncontrollably and mini-Bunny is freaking out over a cartoon that jumped off a piece of paper he was doodling on. With their luck, they would probably end up swapping powers entirely, so it evens out. He guesses.

As for the marker?

His expression screws up a little, then he nods. Yes. Yes, he will need a marker. And a legal pad. And possibly a winter spirit who can translate his drawings for him.]

[Oh, he knows that feeling. Jack is sure North would get ice powers too, the irony. But as those sand figures don't involve him, he's just gonna laugh. Nothing like the good ol' kangaroo getting told.

His expression changes for one of sympathy when Sandy screws up his face. Yeah, the situation sucks, welcome to Asgard. Hopefully you're ready to walk instead of floating.]

No problem. I have crayons too, took the kids out to color the city. [Literally. There are doodles on the walls and the floor, and he's proud of those little ones.] I'm... still kinda new to translating you but, you can count on me. I'm not letting you out of my sight. ...not again.

[Oops, guess who still feels guilty about what happened with Pitch.]

[Not even floating? Well, Sandy's going to have to get used to being short again, he supposes. And, well, get used to being alive again. He'll miss not requiring food.

Sandy arches an eyebrow and crosses his arms. It's not a posture that's not so much accusatory as... soliciting. No, he doesn't blame anyone but Pitch and himself for what happened, but he understands the guilt that comes with failing to help your friends. He's hoping that Jack will eventually come to him with his guilt.

Though knowing Jack, that might be a silly hope, so he's ready to just offer up the information: Jack, nothing that happened was your fault.]

[Hey, hey, what's with that eyebrow? Jack is the one with postures around here!

But okay, not even he can play it cool under the weight of that look. He starts fidgeting and looks away, not being able to talk calmly about this topic yet.]

Don't give me that look. You know what I'm talking about.

[Oi, Sandy doesn't talk. He needs postures to help communicate.

Sandy's brow furrows and he shakes his head, gently tapping Jack's arm to get him to look at him. Then he points emphatically to the figures forming above his head. The dreamsand forms a little partial replica of Asgard, with Sandy and Jack in front of it, Jack with a little speech bubble above his head and Sandy drawing quickly, most of his drawings involving an arrow.

The basic meaning? We'll talk about this in Asgard. Don't think you're going to get out of it, mister.]

[Jack doesn't want to look, but it's a bit a problem when it comes to communication with Sandy. So he does end up turning to watch the dreamsand play charades once more.

He can't help it, he chuckles. Three hundred years of freedom were too good to be true, it was finally time for Jack to get a "we'll talk about this later, young man!" from an adult in his life.]

Yes, mom.

[He will mother you until the day you die. Or until the day Tooth shows up to do the mothering instead, whichever comes first.

Nonetheless, he gives a playful pout and makes a family tree above his head. The four Guardians besides Sandy keep changing spots, but Tooth mostly stays in the Mom spot and Sandy stays in the grandfather spot. He's the cheerful old man of the group, thank you very much.]

[Alright, on? He's already dead. And two? Something tells me Sandy isn't going to stop even if Tooth shows up.

It takes Jack a moment to catch on, then he snorts.]

You're getting it wrong. You're the cool uncle, North is the old man who bribes his grandchildren with toys. [All is said with obvious humor. As weird as it is, Jack thinks he can get to love his new family. If he doesn't already do it.]

[SHUT UP WITH YOUR LOGIC. Okay okay Sandy fusses over people but he does it because he cares.

Sandy smirks and rolls his eyes before crossing his arms and blanking out all the faces from the family tree, replacing them with question marks. Alright, bucko, where do you think everyone belongs?

And don't worry, Jack. Your new family loves you too.]

That's easy. North is the grandpa, Tooth is everyone's mom, and Cottontail is the grumpy uncle to balance the cool uncle, who happens to be you.

[Simple as hell! And he totally didn't skip himself. Nope, he didn't. Really!!!]

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[Sandy obligingly puts all the Guardians in their proper place, but Jack's face has yet to be placed, so Sandy puts a question mark next to him and starts switching him between 'brother' and 'son' spots. So, Jack, which do you think?

No, this is not a way to force Jack to understand that he's included. Nope. Absolutely not.]

[Damn it, Sandy, why do you do this to hiiiim. no just kidding, he loves you. He just needs to get comfortable to this idea of having partners.

He stares at the tree and his moving face, not sure how to answer.]

I... I don't know? I mean, I know I'm the kids older brother but... I doubt it works like that with you guys.

[Sandy shrugs and waves away all the faces on the tree, rearranging it so everyone (Jack included) is just side by side. Family without set roles.

Why make it complicated?]

[Baww. Stop making him feel fuzzy, Sandy. He'll melt! But look, you got a smile from him.]

You really have the ultimate answer for everything, don't you?

[Sandy makes a little cloud of dreamsand and reclines in it before giving Jack a wink and a smile. Of course he does. He's the Sandman and he knows everything. Now don't you forget it.]

[Sandy, meet one of your biggest fans.]

YOU'RE GOING TO COME! [She's resisting the urge to hug him so much, she's physically shaking with glee.]

[He jumps in surprise. Oh hi, enthusiastic child!

It doesn't take a brain surgeon to see what she wants, and far be it from him to reject a free hug. He holds out his arms with a fond smile. It's okay, he's a cuddly Guardian.]

[Alice is quick to take up Sandy on his offer. She would be fool not to! She hugs the sandman tight.]

[Oh, that's a solid hug. But that's okay because he is a cuddly person and he's happy to hug her back.

By the way, Alice, you're going to have so much sand in your hair and clothes after this.]

[She hugs him for a good long while before pulling back and clasping her hands. She doesn't mind the sand. She's been through quite a bit, considering the dreams she has.]

This is wonderful! I have so many questions I want to ask you! I have so many things I'm curious about! And Jack said someday you may come!

[Aw, that was a good hug. Cuddles always make him happy.

Sandy nods with a big smile, bouncing on the balls of his feet at her excitement. Two figures appear over his head--one little replica of Alice with a question mark over her head, and one smiling replica of Sandy. He'd be happy to answer any questions!]

Well... you're the Sandman... the Sandman... but I still have dreams in Asgard! So are you in Asgard or... well, how do dreams work? I have the strangest dreams you know!

[He thinks for a moment, then between his hands, he makes a little planet Earth. Then he forms a little version of himself on the little planet, and sand flowed out of little Sandy's hands, touching the eyes of all the little sand children of the world and making little golden dreams dance over their heads.

Next to the planet Earth, he makes a new little planet, one with a little Asgard and Niflheim and other areas from Alice's game. He creates a new little person floating over the new planet, but as this one let out sand from its fingertips, it had a big question mark over its body.

Maybe there's another Sandman in her world? He's unsure, but for all he knows, his sand finds its way through worlds.]

So... there might be another Sandman? Does that mean there is another Father Christmas and Easter Bunny too? [There had been eggs in Asgard, after all.]

[Sandy shrugs with a bunch of question marks appearing over his head. Maybe? He's never dealt with inter-dimensional stuff before, so he can't say. Although he's pretty sure Bunny or North would have mentioned it if they visited the city of gods during their holidays.]

I wish you were there, in any case. But even if you were, the gods would make you less than yourself. So perhaps it's best you and the others aren't.

[Above his head, the image of Alice and other little boys and girls form, then the image of the Guardians surrounding them. The sand!Guardians links hands, encircling the children, and various amorphous sand monsters dart for the children, but they dissolve as they touch the wall of Guardians.

Yes, losing their powers would be hard, but their powers aren't what makes them Guardians. What makes them Guardians is that they protect children, and even if fancy powers makes that easier, that doesn't make or break their identity.]

That's very sweet of you and the others. [She smiles.] Is there something I can do in return?

[He touches his own cheeks, giving a big smile before tracing a smile on her face.

Just smile, little girl. Smile and believe.]

[She giggles and hugs Sandy again.]

[Hugs are good too! Sandy will take hugs as thanks!

He hugs her back, or at least hugs as well as he can with his tiny arms.

He looks forward to meeting you in the game, little girl. :) ]

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Looks like he's going to asgardeventide

/tiny shrieking.

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Please excuse my relative ignorance of the books

It's all good.

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I may have screamed when I saw that reserve. Just a bit!!!

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OMG that icon is ADORABLE

I found this art from a RotG storyboard artist and I HAD to use it <3

OMG Sandy stop being adorable

He can't help it! He's a tater tot with legs! He's made of cute!