Sophie's first boyfriend

Summary : Set about 12 years in the future. Sophie has a date, and Jamie gets overprotective, asking Jack to follow them.

Author's note : Just to clear things up, in the cannon I picture Sophie as being 2-yr-old and Jamie 7. So in this they're 15 and 20, but they still believe in Jack and the other Guardians (they did see them in person after all, and Jack regularly visits Jamie).

This is a kind of Two-shot, but each part can stand alone. Also, keep in mind that though I have a beta, Alaia Skyhawk (whose work on this fandom I highly recommend), English is not my first language, so please forgive any mistake that might have escaped her. And feel free to point them so I'll do better next time :)

Constructive criticism is welcome, flames are not.

This has been edited with the proper breaks; had cut them out.

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Jack was watching, highly amused, as Jamie paced back and forth in his room. For the past half-hour, his friend had been rambling about some teenager who'd apparently done something to displease him.

"I mean, he's nineteen, for heaven's sake!" the young man said for the umpteenth time, still fuming. "How does Robin even dare..."

In all of Jamie's speech, those were the only information Jack had been able to gather: the boy in question was named Robin, and he was nineteen. He still didn't know what 'Robin' had done to unnerve his friend that much.

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Perhaps Jamie had, once more, been foolish enough to imply he still believed in him, Jack mused; he was the only one, out of the group of friends he'd had since childhood, who was still able to see him. Cupcake – or Abby, since Jamie's unexpected girlfriend would kick anyone using her childhood nickname – had been the last of them to stop believing in him. And that had happened when she was twelve. Four years earlier, Jamie had tried to rekindle their belief by reminding them of their fight against Pitch Black; in the meantime, however, all of them had convinced themselves it had been a childhood fantasy, and said it was funny that Jamie remembered such an old game. Needless to say, after that, Jack had convinced his friend to stop trying, and let the actual children be the main believers.

"… look even twice at my sister..."

At the mention of Sophie, the Spirit of Winter looked up sharply.

"What did you say about your sister?" he asked, and Jamie was all too pleased to repeat his woes.

"Well, she has a date tonight. And she's only fifteen!"

Was Sophie that grown-up already? Jack mused. It seemed like yesterday she'd been playing in Bunny's place, helping decorate the eggs after chasing them. Frost bit back a smirk. Bunny was constantly inquiring about the 'mouflette''s well-being; no doubt the news that she was now dating a boy, would upset him as much as it did her brother. He watched with amusement as Jamie resumed his ramblings, before starting laughing, "Are you telling me you're getting all worked up because your sister has a boyfriend?"

"She's too young to date," the young man said stubbornly. "And he's four years older than her!"

The Spirit of Winter had to agree this last point was cause to worry. He knew very well what nineteen-years-old boys had in mind most of the time (he was one, after all), and there was no way he'd let Sophie do that at her age.

"Okay, I see where you're coming from," he said. "But I hardly see what you want me to do."

"Well, I kinda hoped you'd convince her to cancel her date..." Jamie answered tentatively.

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Jack snorted. Sure, he'd go into Sophie's room at... he glanced at the clock... twenty past midnight, and tell her she should cancel her date. Then he'd have to have that talk with a girl he loved as a sister. Yeah, that would go well... Not to mention, he had a feeling Jamie would dislike any boyfriend of his sister's anyway.

"Absolutely not," he answered. "Sophie would have my head if I tried," he pointed, before asking, "Do you have anyone in mind that you wouldn't instantly dislike for dating your sister, anyway?"

"You," Jamie replied after a moment of thought, before explaining in seeing Jack's disbelieving look, "I've known you since I was a kid, so I would know I can trust you with my sister."

"Right, I'm the perfect choice for any girl," Frost agreed with sarcasm.

"You would!" Jamie insisted. "You're a nice guy..."

Jack shook his head; he had no intention of explaining himself further. "Trust me, Jamie, I'm not a good match for anyone, and I see your sister as my own anyway, so it would be doubly weird."

Jamie mulled on the thought for a while, before a grin appeared on his face. "If she's your sister as well, then you'll want to protect her as much as I do, right?"

"As long as it involves no body harm from her, then yes," Jack replied, half-seriously.

"Good!" Jamie said, clapping. "Then here's what we're going to do: you'll follow Sophie and Robin on their date tomorrow night, so we can be sure he doesn't try anything with her."

"What didn't you understand when I said 'no body harm'?" Frost deadpanned. "There's no way your sister wouldn't kill me on the spot."

"Do you have a better idea?" Jamie challenged, an eyebrow raised.

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It turned out he didn't, which was why he was now following a couple of teenagers on their first date... all the while trying not to be seen by Sophie, in fear of what she would do if she spotted him. To his satisfaction, however, Robin didn't try anything untoward with her. He'd led her to a nice restaurant, and had won a few points with Jack by choosing a table in full view of the road, and not hidden in a corner. The two youths chatted animately, though Jack couldn't make out their words from the tree he was sitting in. He could see, though, that Sophie was smiling, sometimes even laughing at something her boyfriend would say.

After a while, Frost's main concern had shifted from 'ensure Sophie had a safe date' to 'how not to die of boredom?'. He was very glad that his friend's sister was having a good time, of course, but he had better things to do than watch a couple of teenagers having lunch. Just as he was thinking that, however, Sophie happened to turn her head, which caused her to see him perched on his branch. Her eyes narrowed as his widened in alarm, and she turned to Robin. Whoops.

Sophie tried to conceal her anger from her boyfriend; she couldn't exactly tell him she'd seen Jack Frost in a tree outside the restaurant, could she? Yet she had to give him a piece of her mind; she knew exactly what he was doing here, and on whose account. And this was absolutely unacceptable behaviour from her dear brother. Giving Robin an apologetic look, she asked, "Can you excuse me for a little while? I think I saw someone out there I have to talk to."

"Um, sure," he replied with a slightly confused look.

"I promise I won't be long," she assured him. "I'm really enjoying myself and I do intend to continue. I'll just be a minute."

With those words, she left the restaurant and gave Jack a barely noticeable nod to make him follow her where they wouldn't be seen. Frost winced but obeyed anyway, knowing the dressing down would only get worse if he didn't. That, and he might have deserved one for agreeing to Jamie's plan in the first place.

As soon as they were out of sight and out of earshot, she turned to face him, arms crossed. "What exactly do you think you're doing there?" she asked with a steel-like voice.

Shifting uncomfortably, Jack replied, "What your brother asked me to do?" He knew the chances of her letting him off the hook that easily were slim, but he had to try, right?

"Don't give me that shit," she replied angrily. "I know for a fact Jamie couldn't force you to do anything you didn't want to. Him, or anyone, for that matter. Now, I'll ask again, what. Were. You. Doing?"

"Spying on your date," he admitted sheepishly. "Jamie and I wanted to be sure Robin didn't try anything funny, considering he's older than you."

That explanation didn't soothe the girl, far from it. "And I suppose it didn't occur to any of you that I was perfectly able to defend myself, if it came to that? I'm still a helpless little girl, is that what you're saying?"

"No, no!" he answered in haste. "It's not that, we just..." He tried to find an excuse that wouldn't led to Sophie harming him in any way. And he found none... because deep down, he knew he'd been wrong to do that.

"I should confiscate your staff," the teenage girl growled, "and kick you in the groin with it." Jack's free hand instinctively came to shield his family jewels at that threat, the other hand holding his staff as high as he could so she could not reach it. He supposed he could use one of his snowballs to make her less angry with him, but then again that would probably result in yet more anger in the end – not to mention that would be cheating.

She actually giggled at that sight, the Spirit of Winter frightened of a teenager. "Oh, for heaven's sake, I'm not actually going to do it, so stop making that face!"

"I'm sorry, Sophie," he said with a sigh. "I shouldn't have listened to your brother. I promise I did it with good intentions, though."

"I know," she said, rolling her eyes. "And don't worry, if Robin or any other guy ever gets too... frisky, I'll come to you so you can freeze their balls off."

Jack winced at the mental image – that was probably the worst punishment he could inflict to a guy, indeed.

"I'll let you enjoy your date, now," he said.

"Thank you. And don't tell Jamie that I saw you; I intend to give him a piece of my mind, and I want to take him by surprise."

Frost laughed; Sophie's brother might be his best friend, but he had deserved that. He gave Sophie a kiss on the cheek, before saying, "Fine, I won't. Have a nice date with Robin." And on those words, he flew away, chuckling to himself as he picture Jamie's face when he would find out his sister had a few things to tell him.

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There we are, people; hope you enjoyed that, and keep an eye open for part 2.