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It was times like this that he wasn't so enthusiastic about having a family...

Don't get him wrong, he loved the attention even though he would never say it out loud, but sometimes he wished they would give him his own privacy. After all, he had left to his own devices for three hundred years. Not being seen or believed in. No one even stopped to say hello to him...so he got used to the absence of touch.

He got used to the pain of not coming in contact with anyone, and he even got used to the pain from the spirits who beat him when he wasn't in the right area as he controlled winter. It's sad that he had been more willing to get yelled at or insulted or even smacked if it meant that someone would notice him.

It's not that he didn't appreciate his adopted family...What with North being the fatherly figure in his life, Tooth being the over protective mother, Sandy being the wise uncle-brotherlyish one, and Bunny being the concerned sibling. He loved it, in fact!

But sometimes they tended to forget that he had been alone for three hundred years. They ambushed him with hugs and other physical touchings that he attempted to resist flinching at. All he was used to for touch was getting whacked or kicked. No one seemed to notice his awkward discomfort at that.

Anyways...

The Guardians were having a meeting again. Everyone had arrived and they were all in the meeting room that they had decided to use after they had said they would have meetings. They said the meetings were so they would know if something was happening like Pitch gathering nightmares again, but Jack knew it was so they could see him every month.

As much as he hated to admit it, Jack didn't take very good care of himself. He barely ate(even though immortals don't need to eat or sleep) which explained the toothpick figure that he had. He normally was too engaged with bringing joy to children to take care of the many wounds that he got whether from hitting a tree while in flight or getting attacked by the other spirits.

¨Jack?¨ a voice cut through his distracted thoughts like a knife melting butter.

¨Hm,¨ Jack glanced around to see that the other four were staring at him worriedly, ¨Huh?¨

¨We were asking if ya were ok,¨ Bunny, the Easter bunny, tipped his furry head to the side, ¨Ya been staring at the table from a while now, mate.¨

¨Uh...¨ Jack tried to focus through the hazy thoughts in his head.

They don't care...They never did and they never will.

They left you alone for THREE HUNDRED YEARS!

They don't notice your pain, even now...And they wouldn't care if they had noticed anyways.

¨I'm fine,¨ his silvery white hair hide most of his expression, as he had his head tilted downwards, from being seen by the rest of them.

¨Are you sure?¨ they continued as Sandy looked thoughtfully at him.

¨Guys,¨ Jack threw a smile on his face so they won't suspect anything wrong, ¨I'm fine.¨

¨Okay,¨ North, as known as Santa Claus to some, dragged the word out as he continued, ¨That concludes ze meeting. Now ve sit 'round and have eggnog, da?¨

They all moved to grab some mugs that were filled with whitish stuff when Jack scooted his chair away with a scraping noise that everyone paused mid-sip. He strolled to the edge of the open window where he sat down and stared gloomily outside.

Face it! They are going to abandon you as soon as they don't see you as useful.

Besides, you're too childish...You know that they all just want you to grow up!

The only reason that they deal with you is because Man in Moon is forcing them to. If he hadn't stated that you're a 'Guardian' then they would have ignored you for even longer. Maybe 100 years, maybe another 300 years, or never.

Jack came out of his trance to reach to the side with his left hand only to grasp thin air. Jumping up in panic, he quickly spotted his staff being waved around in the air by a bunny.

¨Come and get it,¨ Bunny taunted him by waving it in the air once again, ¨But ah bet ya are too slow ta catch me!¨

¨Kangaroo.¨ the white-haired boy leaped down from the window sill and started walking towards the rabbit, ¨Please don't.¨

¨Ya gonna have ta get me first,¨ after he said that, he bolted for the door on all fours. Jack chased him through the doorway, out into the workshop where all of the yetis were making toys. They barely paused in their work when the two ran by, instead they grumbled in yeti language and got back to the toys like nothing had happened.

As the two ran around the massive maze that was North's home, they somehow ended up in an almost empty room. Bunny raised his arm that held the staff in the air so that the winter spirit couldn't reach it.

¨If ya want your stick,¨ He brought it down, ¨Ya got ta grab it.¨

¨It's a staff!¨ Jack shouted angrily before trying to steal it back, ¨And can we please not do this today?¨

¨Why?¨ Green eyes met ice blue, ¨Is little Jackie tired?¨

See...he thinks that you are weak! 'Is little Jackie tired?' Show him who's going to be tired...

"Bunny," Jack almost growled at him in a wolf-like way before he slammed head first into the giant rabbit. Both of them went sliding across the room to land in a jumbled mess of hands, legs, and paws. Jack's staff flew through the air to tumble to a stop at the huge window that was in the room for no real reason.

Before the spirit could even think, much less react, Bunny hopped up and grabbed the staff. He seemed about ready to bring it to the fallen teen when he actually opened the window. There was a long drop into a huge glacier for ice at the bottom.

"Bunny," Jack's voice trailed off before he painfully stood up, "Give it back."

"Not 'til ya say sorry for burying mah Warren in snow." Bunny held the long staff out the window, "It took a whole day to thaw."

He wants you to say sorry when it's him who should be sorry. Holding your staff like that. If it falls, it will snap and they don't even know that it's connected to you. It snaps, you snap. Now what are you going to do about it?

"I already said sorry!" Jack yelled out in anger and frustration.

"Sure ya did," Bunny pretended to drop the staff but he actually hid it behind his back. Jack sprinted forward to find it while Bunny just leaned against the wall while grinning.

"Bunny..." at this time, tears started to collect on his crystal blue eyes and he slid down onto the floor. Bunny finally began noticing that Jack wasn't doing what he normally would have done, so he carefully moved to sit right next to him.

"Oi," he gently leaned towards the teen while revealing the staff that he had hidden, "Ah have ya staff! It's right here!"

You're not like them. None of them died to become Guardians. They just automatically got the job to protect the children. What did you get? You died trying to protect your baby sister, and then you wandered around blindly for three hundred years, not knowing what was right and what was wrong. Just because no one cared to tell you about anything.

"Frostbite," Bunny carefully nudged him, "Are ya in there?"

They think that your useless. Worthless. See? Bunny came so close to tossing your staff. The next thing you know, they be attempting to toss you away like you're trash. It's pointless. Your immortal life is pointless.

"Pointless," Jack muttered under his breath while resting his head on his knees.

"What are ya talking about, Frostbite?" Bunny's ear twitched as he tried to listen to what was being said.

It's your fault!

You only kill.

Why did you do it? Why did you sink the Titanic?

You stupid, worthless brat! Do you not know anything?

Of course, he doesn't know anything, he's too childish!

You were with Pitch?

You don't care! You're heart is as cold as your blizzards that freeze the innocent people who try to move through them.

We should never have trusted ya!

What have you done?

They don't believe in you.

Who's Jack Frost? No one, it's just an expression.

Words swirled around in his head from all the hurtful things that had been said to him since he was 'born', and he couldn't focus on anything else.

"Frostbite?" this time, Bunny acted very much more worried then he had been before. He leaned the staff so that it was right next to Jack when he looked up. But that never really happened...

Jack grabbed his ears as if he were hearing a loud noise that he didn't want to hear, and he began rocking back and forth. Icy cold tears slipped down his cheeks leaving trails of ice behind.

"Make them stop!" he scratched at them again, "Make it stop!"

"Make what stop?"

He doesn't understand. He doesn't understand the pain that you went through when you were invisible. He was invisible for less than twelve hours and he barely could stand it! He doesn't understand. He doesn't care. He never has and he never will. He almost hit you when Easter was ruined...He still blames you for that.

"Jack?" Bunny's voice drifted through the noise of his head, "Jack!"

"What?" Jack quietly choked out.

"What's wrong?" the pooka leaned over the whisper to him so he could hear what he would say, "Jackie, what's going on?"

He doesn't want you to be a Guardian. None of them do. They think you're weak, and breaking down in front of Bunny is only showing that. If you don't rein in your emotions, there'll be another blizzard and they'll kick you out.

"Doesn't...Guardian...weak," Jack mumbled out before looking up at Bunny. His eyes were shiny and he looked like a train wreck. He probably hadn't gotten much sleep lately, and he acted like he was a little delirious. He stumbled to his feet and snatched up his staff before Bunny could react. Almost tripping over his own feet, he stood right by the window before glancing back at the rabbit.

"Jack," Bunny didn't move a muscle as he was too afraid that he would leave if he did, "Where are you going?"

"Somewhere," he stepped closer to the window before sighing, "Away from here."

Before Bunny could say anything, Jack leaned over and fell out of the room. Bunny ran to the open hole to see that Jack was flying away from North's place heading to the south.

"Jack," he started for the door so he could talk to North and the others that were still there, "What's going on?"

There we go! I'm planning on making at least another chapter for this story so hang on. All mistakes are mine! I didn't know, but I think Bunny is also called a pooka so if he's not...Oops! Please review.

~Angelicat2~