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NOTE: this starts on the way to the Tooth Palace scene of the movie (because I'm too lazy to start from beginning), except Jack is already a guardian and the OC, Sylver, is the possible next guardian.

"Whoa!" The silver-haired maiden is nearly swept off her feet as North's sleigh lurches forward. She hears Jack teasing Bunny behind her and turns to them, while holding her feathered, white sunhat atop her head. "Come on, Jack, stop bothering Bunny, its not his fault he is squeamish." Bunny fixed a glare at her for the last part.
The sleigh is sucked into the portal to Tooth's Palace, a faint feeling of vertigo registering in her head. The first sight they were greeted with, however, wasn't quite as pleasant as the mild dizziness experienced the moment prior. Black sand filled the air in the form of toy-sized horses, most filled with Tooth's "coworkers." The sleigh jerks back and forth in an attempt to dodge the sand, Jack even leaped out to save one of the baby-teeth. They come speeding into the entrance of the palace hidden in the mountain. North winds the vehicle around the various spirals situated throughout the building, the girl struggling to keep upright as they came in for a rough landing.
"Gee, you would think someone who flies this thing for a living would know how to land it," remarked the woman, before all the guardians turned to the sound of Tooth's panicked rambling. Only the woman stayed where she was as the rest rushed to comfort the close-to hysterical faerie.
Suddenly, they all turned as a dark voice sounded in the spacious structure. "I have to say, this is very exciting. The big four, all in one place. I'm a little starstruck. Did you like my little show on the globe, North? Got you all together, didn't I?"
It looked to everyone like Tooth was going to blow when she started threatening Pitch, but he quickly interrupted her. "Or what? You'll stick a quarter under my pillow?"
"Why are you doing this?" North interjected before Tooth got out of control.
"Maybe I want what you have: to be believed in. Maybe I'm tired of hiding under beds."
"Maybe that's where you belong," Bunny argued back.
"Oh, go suck an egg, rabbit."
bunny grunts, diving for pitch
"Hang on, who is this? I don't recognize you," Pitch mused as he appeared behind the silver-haired woman leaning against a lattice-like wall.
The woman half turned toward his voice, as if not entirely interested, "Who's asking?"
"Pitch Black, I'm almost surprised they didn't mention me."
"We aren't all that close."
"Oh, really? I guess that makes you neutral... I don't recall you telling me your name."
"Sylver, and yes, you could say that."
"What holiday are you from?"
"Oh, I'm not with a holiday. See, I'm not exactly a spirit, per say."
Bunny immediately interrupted when he realized Pitch might be trying to get her to his side, "Sylver! Stop talking to that creep!"
"Oh? What are you, then?" Pitch continued, as if Bunny hadn't spoken.
"I'm a banshee," she replied, then called to Bunny, "You are the one who told me I need to socialize more." She slipped off her sunhat, gazing at Pitch with mirror-esque irises.