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You woke up in your room trying to figure out how you got there then you remember what happened last night. Now feeling pretty happy as you rolled to lie on your belly, seeing the spoon on the roof of the Bennett's and your now soggy bandaged arm. '' It wasn't a dream'' you say smiling to yourself, and then cracked on getting ready for whatever the day might throw at you. Only to walk out your door bumping in to your mother, she asked if you where ok before she notices your arm. '' What did you do to your arm?'' she screeched, as she held it examining it closer. '' nothing mum I just had a bad fall'' you say hoping she will believe you, you can't really tell her that you rugby tackled Jack frost off the Bennett's roof now can you. then she asked if you where cutting yourself, offended and upset that your mum would think you would do that you slam your door shut locking it too. '' fine be like that but don't expect to have any food until you tell me what you did to your arm'' your mum shots throw the door.
You sat in your window looking at the town coved in snow, everyone else still asleep. it looked amazing, shame you couldn't enjoy it fully due to feeling so hungry. You missed dinner yesterday due to babysitting and you know your mum would integrate you if you even step foot out your room. Then you remember you have a mini fridge in your room with your favourite ice cream in and a clean spoon in the little draw next to it. Walking over to it you open it up and much to your shock it's gone, you didn't eat it and your mum doesn't even like that flavour. You sat there in the chair trying to think who it could have been, '' jack...'' you quietly said to yourself as you found the spoon that had frost on its handle. A little angry you start to draw but everything looks bad to you making you angrier.
Trying to calm down you call your best friend getting a sleepy hello from the other end. '' Hi, sorry did I wake you up?'' you ask, '' no its fine I was just getting up'' they reply. Thinking your friend would think it's cool you tell them about what happened last night, only to get them laugh at you from the other end of the call ''Jack Frost is just a myth (Y/n)''. '' no he isn't I know he isn't we went snowboarding last night'' you explain '' Yer ok if you say so (Y/n) look I'm not a child like you and have better things to do than talk about a myth, goodbye''. Then the tone of an ended call. Now sad due to being called a child by who you thought was your best friend, you sit with your legs hanging out the window. Could your day get worse you think.
You sit watching Jamie and the other children play in the snow, you collected all the snow you can from around you making snow balls. Seeming as the garage was under you window you made a good pile. Just as you go to throw one at Jamie, boom snow right to the face. You wipe it from your face and look up to see Jack with a big smirk on his face. You can't help it that just pushed you over the edge; you break down culling up in to a ball in your window crying. This made Jack scared he flies over to you and hugs you '' I'm sorry, I'm so sorry (Y/n)'' he said with a shaky voice. You uncurl and hug him back crying in to his cheats, ''i-i-it's not your fault j-j-Jack, don't be sorry, p-please'' you stutter out. '' is there any way I could make you feel better thought?'' he asked looking in to your eyes as he wiped away your tears, you blush but still speak ''I don't know''. Jack then pulls his "I got a plan face", '' go get something warmer on ok thing is where I'm going to take you it will be cold, very cold'' Jack said smiling. You get up to get changed, then realized he was sat there on your head board of your bed, '' get out then please Jack'' not noticing at first what was wrong he asked why then he went bright pink '' oh Yer umm sorry'' and with that he was out your room quicker than a bullet that's been fired from a gun.
Once you where changed you stepped out on to roof of the garage, picking up your snow balls. ''Jack?'' you say looking around not able to find him till you hear '' free for all'' come from down on the street below you, Jack had started a snow ball fight with the kids Jamie really going after Jack. But Jack being king of the snowballs dodged every single one, feeling a little sorry for Jamie you aim for Jack's back. You slow your breathing down, aim ready and arm drawn back '' 3...2...1'' you whisper and throwing the snowball as hard as you can. '' ah not fair'' you hear Jack say, you look again at where you hit him and realised you hit a bit too low. ''sorry Jack'' you shout, jack the fly's up to meet you on the roof. He smirks '' it's ok (Y/n) I didn't know you where an ass person'' he said with a playful tone of voice as he put his icily cold hands on your burning up cheeks.
'' now let's go on a little adventure shall we?''
You sat in your window looking at the town coved in snow, everyone else still asleep. it looked amazing, shame you couldn't enjoy it fully due to feeling so hungry. You missed dinner yesterday due to babysitting and you know your mum would integrate you if you even step foot out your room. Then you remember you have a mini fridge in your room with your favourite ice cream in and a clean spoon in the little draw next to it. Walking over to it you open it up and much to your shock it's gone, you didn't eat it and your mum doesn't even like that flavour. You sat there in the chair trying to think who it could have been, '' jack...'' you quietly said to yourself as you found the spoon that had frost on its handle. A little angry you start to draw but everything looks bad to you making you angrier.
Trying to calm down you call your best friend getting a sleepy hello from the other end. '' Hi, sorry did I wake you up?'' you ask, '' no its fine I was just getting up'' they reply. Thinking your friend would think it's cool you tell them about what happened last night, only to get them laugh at you from the other end of the call ''Jack Frost is just a myth (Y/n)''. '' no he isn't I know he isn't we went snowboarding last night'' you explain '' Yer ok if you say so (Y/n) look I'm not a child like you and have better things to do than talk about a myth, goodbye''. Then the tone of an ended call. Now sad due to being called a child by who you thought was your best friend, you sit with your legs hanging out the window. Could your day get worse you think.
You sit watching Jamie and the other children play in the snow, you collected all the snow you can from around you making snow balls. Seeming as the garage was under you window you made a good pile. Just as you go to throw one at Jamie, boom snow right to the face. You wipe it from your face and look up to see Jack with a big smirk on his face. You can't help it that just pushed you over the edge; you break down culling up in to a ball in your window crying. This made Jack scared he flies over to you and hugs you '' I'm sorry, I'm so sorry (Y/n)'' he said with a shaky voice. You uncurl and hug him back crying in to his cheats, ''i-i-it's not your fault j-j-Jack, don't be sorry, p-please'' you stutter out. '' is there any way I could make you feel better thought?'' he asked looking in to your eyes as he wiped away your tears, you blush but still speak ''I don't know''. Jack then pulls his "I got a plan face", '' go get something warmer on ok thing is where I'm going to take you it will be cold, very cold'' Jack said smiling. You get up to get changed, then realized he was sat there on your head board of your bed, '' get out then please Jack'' not noticing at first what was wrong he asked why then he went bright pink '' oh Yer umm sorry'' and with that he was out your room quicker than a bullet that's been fired from a gun.
Once you where changed you stepped out on to roof of the garage, picking up your snow balls. ''Jack?'' you say looking around not able to find him till you hear '' free for all'' come from down on the street below you, Jack had started a snow ball fight with the kids Jamie really going after Jack. But Jack being king of the snowballs dodged every single one, feeling a little sorry for Jamie you aim for Jack's back. You slow your breathing down, aim ready and arm drawn back '' 3...2...1'' you whisper and throwing the snowball as hard as you can. '' ah not fair'' you hear Jack say, you look again at where you hit him and realised you hit a bit too low. ''sorry Jack'' you shout, jack the fly's up to meet you on the roof. He smirks '' it's ok (Y/n) I didn't know you where an ass person'' he said with a playful tone of voice as he put his icily cold hands on your burning up cheeks.
'' now let's go on a little adventure shall we?''
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Jack ran his fingers through his white hair and tried to shake the snow out. How long had he been out? Hours at least. He dug around in the snow for his staff for a minute and when he found it he stood.
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He climbed down from his tree and floated down to the
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