Hi ya'll!
I'm starting a new one-shot series! Hooray! *confetti...cupcakes!*
Anyhoot, if you have any plot ideas, please do send them in, I need all the ideas i can get. I'm shoot for one chapter every day, but weekends only expect one.
Enjoy!
Jack looked at his reflection.
He needed a haircut and he knew it.
Even though his fifteen year old body had been 'frozen' in time, Jack Frost still had the needs of most living things. Food and sleep. Immortal spirits only need to sleep about five hours a night, and maybe one meal a day to stay healthy and have enough energy. With this, the spirits who had hair, or feathers, found that it was no different in this term. Hair grew...just at a much slower pace. Maybe a inch a year?
Jack ran his fingers through his hair. When was the last time his hair was cut?
1990? No...2000? No, 2001!
Jack groaned to himself. Had it really already been over a decade since he cut his hair?
Jack's hair was usually messy and windblown, but lately it had started to look more and more like a mop.
While the average person could just stroll into a barber shop and ask for a trim every few months, Jack was the rare spirit when only about 10 actual human beings believed in him...and they were all kids!
"Ughh...What did I use to cut my hair with last? Uhhh...oh yeah! A pair of wire cutters." Jack muttered to himself. But he had absolutely no idea where this desired tool was, and even so if he did, the look he gave himself was not a good one. Jack, for once, was always grateful to be a spirit in solitude when he rarely cut his hair. Always after he attempted to 'trim' the ends of his hair, it ended up looking choppy and uneven, as if a toddler tried to use a lawn mower to 'trim' his locks. With his new position as a Guardian, Jack Frost actually talked to others. And Bunnymund would never let him live a bad hair cut down.
Jack swept his hood up over the white mess that was his hair and began flying to the North for the weekly Guardian meeting. His eyes felt heavy, and his body begged for sleep. But it was December! He needed to work...he was so busy...
When he arrived he found the other four Guardians already sitting on the various couches and chairs in the meeting room, snacking on eggnog and cookies.
Jack knew he was usually late, but today he was more than forty minutes late.
"Uh...Hey guys I-" Jack began.
Bunnymund cut him off. "Oi! You Frostbite! We've been waitin'ere for almost an hour for you!"
Jack settled into a wooden chair. "I know I know, i'm sorry."
Bunnymund grumbled and stuffed another carrot shaped cookie in his mouth.
"Anyway, the production of the toy airplane model 2932XXE has been slower than I would like dis month. I think dis is due to-" North began to blabber.
Jack began to rub his eyes. The poor frost spirit hadn't slept in three days and he was exhausted.
Leaning on his arm, Jack began to slowly drift off.
-o-o-0-o-o-
Bunny sighed in annoyance. For the hundreds of years he had known North as a friend and Guardian, he had always known the Russian could talk anyones ear off. Now was one of those occasions.
Out of boredom, Bunny looked down to his left at Jack for amusement.
Usually Jack was doing something at least mildly entertaining, like freezing elves, throwing snowballs at yetis, using the wind to blow North's beard into his face...
Expecting some sort of mischief, Bunny was surprised to see that Jack's hood was still up, and the little bugger was...leaning heavily on his arm.
Was...Was Jack asleep?
Bunny began to grin. Carefully he reached a hand over and...
Bunny shoved the arm that was supporting Jack's head, expecting the boy's head to smack into the arm of the chair.
Instead, Jack fell forward onto the ground, still sleeping.
"Oi! You gotta be kidding me!" Bunny complained. Such a good prank down the drain!
"Bunny! Don't push Jack!" Tooth scolded, flying down to Jack.
Bunnymund threw his hands up in the air in disbelief. Did she not ever see Jack's constant pranking?
Tooth gently shook Jack's shoulder, whispering lightly, "Ja-a-ack...wake up sweetie. Ja-a-a-aaa-aaack..."
Bunny stood up with a snort. "You're being too gentle."
Bunny picked up the snow sprite and shook him roughly. "OI! FROSTBITE! WAKE UP!"
Jack's eyes slowly drifted open. He smacked his lips together tiredly. "Whas gnnin' unn..."
Bunny dropped Jack on the ground, causing the boy to land in a heap of tired limbs.
In the process, Jack's hood fell off his head.
Jack began rubbing his eyes from lack of sleep. "Bunneh...uhnnn..."
Bunny burst out laughing at the sight of Jack's hair. "Ay frostbite, you look like a mop!"
Tooth smothered her giggles, but North burst out laughing too.
Sandy shook his head at Bunny and bent down to Jack. The small man made the signs for: When was the last time you slept?
Jack glared at Bunny through bleary eyes. "I dunno...Monday?"
North stopped laughing and said, "Jack...its Friday."
Jack shrugged with another yawn.
Sandy made a danger sign, a X, and a few floating Zs.
"Sandy right! Is dangerous to go without sleep!" North cautioned.
Jack just shrugged again.
"You should lay down Jack. Get a good nights rest and sleep in a little. You need a break." Tooth lectured, pulling the teen to his feet.
Jack shook his head, "But its December and there has to be a blizzard in-"
"Shut it and go get some shut eye. Yuh' need it." Bunny huffed.
Jack nodded slowly.
The Guardians were surprised when Jack suddenly fell forward toward the ground.
Bunny yelped in surprise and caught Jack, holding the light spirit bridal style.
"What do I do with 'im now?" Bunny panicked.
Tooth smiled at the brotherly scene. Sandy pulled out a camera and snapped a photo.
"Oi! Sandy. Sandy!" Bunny complained.
North smiled, "Take him to one of my guest rooms."
Bunny groaned in annoyance and marched the spirit to down the hall of North's home.
As soon as he was out of earshot the three Guardians burst out in laughter as Sandy passed around the picture.
-o-o-0-o-o-
Bunny set Jack down on the bed gently. He picked up a blanket, ready to set it over the boy but he hesitated. Would Jack get too hot? Would he melt like a Popsicle? Or would he just unconsciously lower his body temperature?
Bunny shrugged and threw a light sheet over Jack.
He began walking to the door when he got a evil idea.
He rushed into the guest bathroom and look in the drawers.
...comb...toothbrush...toothpaste...feminine products? Bunny quickly shut that drawer.
Shaking his head he opened the bottom drawer. Towels...YES! A razor and scissors...
-o-o-0-o-o-
The next morning...
Jack woke up groggily. Groaning, the poor winter sprite got up slowly.
Something...felt off.
He looked down.
Still had his hoodie and pants on thankfully.
He looked around.
He recognized the room as one of North's guest rooms.
He looked to his side.
His staff was there and in one piece.
He ran a hand through his hair in confusion.
Thats when he felt it.
Jumping up, Jack rushed into the guest bathroom and stared into the mirror.
Someone had given him one of those modern day hair cuts. What was it called...the Bieber cut?
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"BUNNYMUND!"
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-Shelby