This, is Berk. It's five days North of hopeless, and a few wing stokes South of freezing to death. It's located solidly on the meridian of misery. My enemy. In a word, persistent. And it's been here for seven generations, but every single building is new. No matter how many times we tear everything down, they build it back up. There are two sides to every story. This is Toothless'

"An Easter egg?" "It's a calling card. I don't believe it. This guy's a-" "A forging legend?" "A myth." **Jack fell back as his mark gripped his arm, the man's wallet still in his grasp. He looked up to a fedora and bright blue eyes. **"Get to the point Baby Tooth." "The Big Four were talking about sending a mole to leak info about Pitch to the FBI... and I thought of you, Jack."

Jack was an spirit. True. He was also a child. True. As such, his belief had more power than one could imagine. Secret. Only Pitch knows and there is no way he is telling the Guardians. Not Blackice.

All Aster wanted was to eat breakfast after a very stressful Easter including: defeating Pitch, turning into a mini-buuny, nearly losing Sandy, and inviting the Frostbite to join the guardians. Surely a bit of breakfast wasn't too much to ask. Apparently, Jack thought it was, because he refused to hand over the cereal and he just kept repeating that one phrase...