Me: This won my poll. Actually my sister did the tie breaker. Got to love my little Rosie!
Cynthia: I thought you hated her.
Me: We have more a love hate relationship.
Jack: We got taken back here… again!
Me: Well, this time I'm allowing you guys to actually leave in between chapters.
Tooth: Really?
North: Vell, vat was unexpected.
Bunny: Ya mate, she never does this.
Me: I hate you guys, now Bunny do the disclaimer. Also, Italics means Jacks memories, Bold means Manny is speaking, Bold Italics means Jack's memories.
Bunny: Blimey, candyland7 owns nothing but her OC's and some of Jack's memories.
3rd Person POV (Might change to Cynthia's but probably not)
The Northern Lights had gone off around thirty minutes ago. The Guardians have all gathered, but Jack. Cynthia, the guardian of bravery, had told them not to go after him. No one knew why, but they didn't question her. From what they have gathered, Cynthia and Jack had been lovers when they were mortal, separated by the Man in Moon over three hundred years ago. Jack had confided in them a little, Cynthia even less, but mostly kept it all a secret. None of them knew what he was hiding, but none of them pressed.
"Mate, we need Jack," Bunny groaned to Cynthia, "It's been half an hour."
"I'll go find him then," she replied rolling her golden brown eyes, "You should have asked me a long time ago to go find him."
Cynthia finished tying up her dirty blonde hair. Running off, she flew out the window. Fall leaves trailed in her wake. She literally ran into Jack and they both fell out of the sky. Thankfully, freshly fallen snow broke their fall. Cynthia got snowflakes in her hair and Jack was completely covered in the white flakes. Both stared at each other before starting to laugh.
"MIM that was something you'd see in a cartoon," Cynthia gasped.
Jack nodded and climbed out of the white snow bank before helping out Cynthia. They were surrounded in a white light and reappeared in a completely white room. Jack heard Cynthia mumble something about no color. He gently nudged her and saw that the other Guardians were there. Sandy made a golden sand question mark above his hand.
"Good question Sandy, what are we doing here?" Cynthia asked.
You are here because I gathered you, Manny said.
"Manny?" Tooth asked.
Yes, it is me Tooth. I have gathered you here to watch Jack's memories.
"Wait, what?" Jack asked, "You can't do that!"
"Actually," Cynthia cut across, "I think he can."
"Anything embarrassing in there Frostbite?" Bunny asked.
"No, I don't think so," Jack replied.
Jack is four in this memory Guardians.
A small brown haired brown eyes boy ran up towards a black haired evergreen eyed girl.
"Cynwia!" the little boy exclaimed.
The Guardians turned to Jack and Cynthia.
"That's you?" Bunny asked.
"Yeah, I had really dark hair then. Wow, my eyes were a really dark green," Cynthia murmured.
"Jack had brown hair and eyes… Jackson…" Tooth started.
Cynthia and Jack both covered Tooth's mouth.
"No spoilers," Cynthia said smiling.
"Jack!" the dark haired girl smiled, "Wet's go way!"
Bunny chuckled slightly.
"What?" Jack asked.
"Wet's find Mary first," Cynthia smiled, "And wen we need to find Wike."
"Mary and Mike are twins," Jack explained, "They hate getting compared to, saying the same thing as, and even thinking the same as the other. But if you insult one of them… well you'll see."
"Vat did you do?" North asked.
"What makes you think I did something?"
North just gave Jack a look.
Before Jack could say anything, Cynthia grabbed his hand and pulled him towards an old wooden cabin. It was small and brown with a wooden door. Cynthia ran up and knocked the door before rocking on the balls of her feet. The door opened up and a straight blonde haired girl appeared.
"Mary," Jack explained.
"Wia!" she exclaimed, "WIKE!"
Everyone started laughing slightly.
Mary sure has lungs. Jack thought rubbing his ears.
"She really did," Cynthia agreed.
Mike grumbled, ran down, and tackled Cynthia in a hug. They slipped on the icy steps and fell to the ground.
The guardians all winced and Cynthia subconsciously rubbed her arm.
Mike fell one way, Cynthia another. The dark hair boy fell onto the grassy ground, bruised but unhurt. Cynthia wasn't so lucky. She fell off the steps and landed on her arm.
"Ouch," Bunny said his ears flat on his head.
Cynthia started crying and Mike and Mary's mother ran out of the house. Jack, Mary, and Mike had crowded around her.
"I remember that," Cynthia mumbled.
"Out of my way. Give her some room," Mary and Mike's mother said swooping in.
Why do parents always say that? Jack wondered. It's not as though we're suffocating her.
"I think it's because you overwhelm them," Cynthia suggested.
"Vat is correct," North agreed.
Mrs. Burgess took one look at Cynthia's arm. It was black and blue and starting to swell up.
"That looks like a break," Tooth said worried her violet eyes wide.
Cynthia cried out when Mrs. Burgess touched her arm. Jack quietly went up to Mrs. Burgess.
"Should I get her Ma and Pa?" Jack asked.
"Yes dear," Mrs. Burgess replied, "Mary, Mike can you go get the town healer?"
"Yes Ma," the twins chorused.
"I was surprised that they didn't start arguing after they said that," Cynthia butted in.
"They did, after they were out of earshot," Jack smirked.
Mary and Mike ran off, both kicking up dust. Jack quickly ran towards Cynthia's house. Mr. and Mrs. Fall were both sitting by the fire place. Mrs. Fall was knitting a brown dress, probably for Cynthia. Both looked up when Jack opened the cabin door.
"Cynwia's hurt!" Jack exclaimed.
"Straight to the point. Aye, mate?" Bunny asked.
"Problem scared them to death too," Cynthia added punching Jack.
"What? I was four," Jack replied laughing.
Mr. Fall immediately jumped up and followed Jack back to Mrs. Burgess' house. Cynthia was lying on the bed, tears still leaking out of her evergreen eyes. Mr. Fall quickly bent down next to his daughter and pushed her black hair back out of her face.
"Where's Mr. Jameson? He's the healer," Mr. Frost asked.
"Mr. Jameson… didn't he have a daughter named Jessica?" Tooth asked
"Yes, she was his little helper," Jack replied smiling, "She was also really cute."
Cynthia crossed her arms and humphed. Jack nudged her smiling playfully.
As if on cue, which Jack believed he might have, Mr. Jameson a blonde haired blue eyed man came in and looked around. Behind him, supposedly hiding was a three year old girl with red hair and hazel eyes. She was wearing a blue dress with a white apron.
"Hi Jess!" Jack exclaimed waving.
The girl hide herself even more behind her father. He bent down next to Cynthia and gently picked up her arm.
"I think Jessica is shy mate," Bunny laughed.
Sandy nodded in agreement. Making a few golden sand images above his head.
"Broken," he mumbled.
"What?" Cynthia asked her voice choked with sobs.
"It hurt!" Cynthia exclaimed at everyone's look, "And I was four."
"She has a point," Jack replied.
"Jessica, can you grab some bandages?" Mr. Jameson asked.
The girl nodded and dug through the black bag. While Jessica was doing that Mr. Jameson turned back to Cynthia.
"Cynthia, I have to set your arm. It's going to hurt okay, I want you to squeeze the pillow hard when you're in pain," Mr. Jameson told her.
Cynthia nodded and grabbed one of the knitted pillows. Mary and Mike were arguing silently, ignoring Mrs. Burgess' glares.
"Wait, so it's Mike and Mary Burgess," Bunny said, "And Jessica Jameson."
"I sometimes call her JJ," Jack smirked.
"She hated it, whenever we were alone she always complained. I thought she had a crush on you," Cynthia replied.
Jack shook his head, "Opposite, she hated me."
Cynthia rolled her eyes and slapped Jack.
Jack turned away when he saw Mr. Jameson grip Cynthia's arm. There was a scream and then the sounds of sobs. Turning back around, he saw that Cynthia was pale and Jessica had handed her pa the bandages. He wrapped up Cynthia's arm tightly.
"It wasn't a bad break," Cynthia added, "It was more dislocated than anything."
Mr. Jameson told Mr. Fall something, Jack wasn't paying attention he was more worried about Cynthia. Before the Jessica and Mr. Jameson left he stopped them.
"Cynwia's gonna be okay wight? We can build snowman's and have fun and play wike we used to. Wight?" Jack asked.
"Soon Jack, but until then we need to let her rest and get her strength back up. Okay?" Mr. Jameson replied.
"Owkay," Jack sniffled.
Mr. Jameson smiled and ruffled Jack's hair before leaving.
"Bye Mr. Jameswon! Bye JJ!" Jack called.
He waved and watched as Jessica frowned and Mr. Jameson chuckled. Jack ran back inside and crouched down next to Cynthia. She was still lying down on the brown couch.
"We gonna go have fun soon Wia, I pwomise," Jack said.
The memory faded slowly.
"Jack was so cute as a kid," Tooth cooed.
"He couldn't speak properly either," Bunny added.
"Okay, I was four," Jack replied freezing a random blue pillow he found on the ground.
Cynthia rolled her eyes, "I could speak better than you at four."
"Your mother was a teacher."
"Yours was a nurse."
"Your dad was a pastor."
"Yours was a shepherd."
"Ah, young love," Tooth cooed.
That shut the two of them up, Cynthia was blushing a golden color and Jack was a bright bluish color. The guardians laughed, North chuckled holding his belly. Sandy smiled and winked at Jack, who blushed a brighter blue.
"Okay, it's not funny!" Jack exclaimed.
"You blush blue Jack," Cynthia replied, "It's funny."
"You turn gold when you blush!"
Me: Well, I'll let those two fight…
North: Vat?
Me: I'm going to let them fight.
Bunny: Are ya sure that's a good idea mate?
Tooth: They could kill each other.
Me: No they won't. There's no killing in there.
Jack: Or in here.
Cynthia: Or anywhere. Manny would stop us.
Me: Okay, I'm thinking of adding Jack's friends from the past. Do you want them to be spirits or not?
Cynthia: Please review.