Recently we just watched the rise of the guardians and in all honesty Jack looks like freakin' Prussia!
See I'm so excited my typing is bad! Anyway I can't get this outta my head so here it is. Also I apologise for the late releases on everything I do. I'm not allowed to often onto my computer. If this makes you think "oh what age is our dear writer," …I'll never tell! May! Disclaimer quickly the suspense is killing me!
May: Hum uh we don't own! Onwards!
I shook off the substance that clung to my body. It was cold…what was cold? It was unpleasant. I looked at the snow surrounding me. What is snow, Is it supposed to be this colour? Snow was white not red. I keep supplying answers to the questions I ask. My body moved jerkily towards the tall thing my body told me was a tree. I looked at it. The 'snow' covered the 'tree' making it sparkle like a rare gem and I gaped at its beauty. This was beautiful. I saw a 'snow flake' hanging on a 'branch' from the tree. I wished I could fly towards it and touch it. A soft flapping came from behind and my outstretched hand reached the snowflake. My 'head' turned towards the sound and I saw a pair of wings floating above my back. They looked similar to the ones from a picture of a 'bat' my mind provided. They weren't attached and worked like all my other 'limbs'. They just …floated. I looked at my body. A torn ragged and ripped pair of long pants hung of them. A white undershirt also hung ragged and ripped, exposing much of my body to this cold. The shreds of a jacket made of browned thin leather clung desperately to me also. I opened my mouth and began to repeat the words I just learnt.
New words escaped my mouth excitedly, as though they had reached sentience at that moment. All words I 'knew' and would know flew out of my mouth, words with meaning or words with none at all. My cascade of words slowed until they came out at an understandable rate. The flow slowed even more til it was but a trickle. With each word passing through my lips now, the joy was replaced by apprehension. Darl, buttercup, sweetling all nicknames possibly or real words, I didn't know. Finally the last word I knew, the one with the most meaning and emotion attached to it, the one that stopped my heart at the unsuspected pain of its pronunciation …Momma
Momma, momma why did it hurt to say this word alone?
Imma end it here! It's soooooo awesome if you haven't seen the rise of the guardians yet I implore you (beg) to go see it!
May: why are you suddenly talking so mature? It's creepy…
Jack Frost: Yeah it kinda is…You're a kid have fun! *throws snowball* *melts* Hey what!?
Its Australia Dumbo there is no snow. Trust me, I'm born in winter July is winter here and no-one cares if you are born on the 4rth.
Jack: this place is terrible!
I know!
May: end this already!
Jack does the end please!
Jack: why...Read aand review
