North Pole

Sandman: Perfecting his dreamsand.

Bunnymund: Prepping for Easter.

Jack Frost: Bewildered that it's already the first day of spring, creating his last ice creations and murals on windows.

Tooth: Recounting her collected teeth.

North: Barging into the North Pole to announce in his Russian accent. "Guardians! Man-in-moon chose a new Guardian." Points out the window to where the moon was full.

Jack Frost: "W-w-wait... New Guardian?" Taps his staff on the ground, leaving a soft sheet of ice that causes one of the elves to slide across the floor.

Tooth: "Oooh, I wonder who it is." She says sweetly, her curiosity piqued.

Sandman: Creates multiple sand pictures over his head, including a heart, shamrock, turkey.

Bunnymund: Notices the Turkey picture. "Turkey mate? Ain't no Turkey gonna outlive this rabbit."

Sandman: Shrugs, a ? over his head.

North: Checks where the Guardian holographic images come in, eyes widening. "Well... I'll be damned.."

Jack Frost: Notices, tensing briefly, but there's something softer under his frozen layers.

Tooth: "Aww, isn't that sweet."

Bunnymund: "Bloody...hell..."

Sandman: Uses a sand cloud to float up and see.

North: "Cupid / Cupida!" Chuckles heartedly.

The elves freeze, opening their mouths that they tried stuffing cookies in.

North: "Man-in-moon knows!"