BeBe: Despite my hopes and prayers, I do not own Rise of the Guardians nor any of it's characters. Which sucks because I want Jack Frost! I only own Brittany.

Prologue:

When you're immortal, twenty years, isn't really a long time. Which was why Jack Frost didn't think much of it when he returned to the small town that made his dream come true almost a quarter of a century later.

Well, okay, so he did come over every year-but staying there longer than to create a blizzard or two? Yeah, not so much.

I know what you're probably thinking-why would he not wan to come back to the town that started everything? The one where he was finally able to be seen for the first time? Well, it was simple really-he just didn't have enough time. He didn't have time to stroll down memory lane when he had to go around creating snow days for little kids who forgot to do their homework and making snow drifts for good little girls dreaming of a white Christmas. (And the occasional blizzard on Easter Sunday-just to piss the Easter Kangaroo off)

Jack landed in the middle of park, his staff hitting the ground with a thump, as he looked around. Most of the kids saw him, but knew better than to point him out. Some new legend or another that he never really cared to learn-something about how if you pointed out Jack Frost without him addressing you first, he wouldn't come back for the next two years or something.

He was looking around, trying to find some kid to have a little fun with when he spot her. It was a girl who was in her early teens with chest length blonde hair that fell in wet, unruly waves. She had a bright green hat on and was curled up in a giant blue winter coat, looking as if she'd rather be anywhere than outside. Upon closer inspection, Jack noticed that she had earbuds in her ears, and her head was bobbing slightly along to whatever it was that she was listening to. There was something about her crazy, uncontrolled hair that looked familiar, but he couldn't quite place it.

Jack shook his head, tutting softly to himself. What a waste of a perfectly good snowstorm that he'd spent quite a while creating just for kids like her. And that hair? It was like she was asking to get sick.

Due to her angry demeanor, Jack guessed that she'd been forced to come to the park-probably to take care of some sibling or another. So, Jack looked around, quickly spotting a little girl-who looked to be about three or four-with the exact same wild blonde hair as the girl on the bench. There was something even more familiar about this girl, but Jack still couldn't quite place where he'd seen it before.

"Hey, girlie," he tapped on the girl's shoulder. She turned around, smiling widly when she saw him, obviously happy that she'd been chosen by Jack Frost to speak to.

"Yes!" she giggled, clapping her hands together.

"What's your name?" Jack smiled comfortingly.

"Tawni!" she smiled toothily, her tongue sticking out between her teeth.

Jack's smile turned cheerful, "That's a pretty name. Tawni, is that girl over there your sister?" he motioned to the girl on the bench.

"Yes!" Tawni nodded, after glancing at where he'd been pointing, "That's my older sister, Brittany. Why?" she crossed her arms, "Are you in love with her? Because you shouldn't be. She's really mean. She doesn't like the cold-or the outside at all."

Jack chuckled, shaking his head, "Well, Tawni, you don't have to worry about that. I was just thinking that it's a shame that she isn't having fun with this snow storm that I created."

Tawni nodded, pouting, "Brittany is always like that. All she wants to do is sit at home and read her dumb books." then her face lit up, again, "What kind of fun are we going to have with her?!"

Jack smiled softly, "Well, I was thinking of maybe…" he waved his staff around, tapping some kids on the back in an attempt to get their attention so that they would address him, then used it to create a ton of snowballs, "Maybe we would throw some of these at her."

A boy who also had unruly blonde hair-he must've been Brittany and Tawni's brother-shook his head, "Oh, no, Jack! If we ruin her iPod, she'll kill us!"

Jack laughed, "Don't worry." he waved his staff one more time, "These snowballs won't even ruin a piece of paper."

Upon hearing that, the kids began to laugh, picking up the newly made snowballs and running over to Brittany, chucking them at her as soon as they were in throwing distance.

Brittany gasped as the balls of snow began to hit her. She glanced up in surprise, before narrowing her eyes angrily.

"You little punks!" she shrieked, jumping up, and yanking her earbuds out of ears. She shoved them into her coat pocket, before yanking off Tawni and the boy's hats, grabbing them by the ears and beginning to physically drag them back in the direction of where their house was.

He waved his wand, getting ready one of his magic snowballs to throw out her-the one that would suddenly make her really fun. He carefully took his aim, got ready to throw-

-And was immediately thrown off his staff as some kid ran into it.

Jack groaned, getting up. By the time he'd completely brushed himself off, the siblings were nowhere to find.

BeBe: Watching BASEketball. Just heard Cartman and Mr. Garrison's voices come straight from the voice actor's throat! I'm so irrationally excited!