Hello there. This is my first contribution to the hijack fandom and I'll apologise now for how rusty my writing skills have gotten.
I'll say this now, I don't know if I will continue this story. If I get enough feedback then I probably will, so I would really appreciate if you would take the time to review.
.:My Lovely Guardian:.
Chapter One…
Jackson Overland Frost was not a pervert.
He considered himself a well-enough-mannered gentleman.
Sure – He never acted his age and found he could talk with children easier than having a conversation with an adult. But when the time called for it, he could act like the growing 20-year-old boy he is.
Unfortunately that included all the hormones that came in the packaged deal of slowly preparing himself to enter adulthood.
However, he –Jackson Overland Frost– was not a pervert.
There was a very good reason he was standing in the city's' red light district on a chilly Saturday afternoon, shuffling his hands in his blue hoodie pockets and looking up at the flashing sign that read 'The Snuggly Duckling'. A place known for its wonderful food –Particularly dinner seeing how it only opened after sunset, it's amazing atmosphere and how it held some of the best Burlesque dancers in all of burgess.
Jack nervously scratched the back of his neck and looked down, the cold nipping his pale cheeks with a blush –yes, the cold, the cold made him blush. It wasn't the fact that he stood at the front door of the place that showcased a range of erotic dancers AND where he was applying for a job.
Not As A Dancer Of Course! The only form of dancing he knew of involved stepping on an angry partners feet. No, his friend Aster had a job here and since Jack was currently job-hunting, he offered him a job in the serving section of the place.
Now if you knew Aster Bunnymund, you'd never think he worked and this kind of establishment. He worked as a bouncer; the job implying he stood near the stage and kept touchy-feely customers away from the dancers.
Apparently the dancers liked to call the bouncers their guardians.
Of course Jack was wary at the thought of working there, but he needed a job to help him get through college. He and his adoptive parents had agreed that they would pay for him to go but he would pay for supplies. So here he stood, Jackson Not-A-Pervert Overland Frost, in front of 'The Snuggly Duckling' for a job.
"M-Maybe this was a bad idea… " Jack mumbled to himself, running a hand through his messy white-dyed hair.
"I mean like, I do need a job… but this kinda place might not be-" He was cut off by the front door swinging open, surprising him and taking an involuntary step back.
"Jack! Ya made it on time, I wont say how surprised I am." And there in the doorway, wearing a black suit and discarding black sunglasses –Jack figured they were just there for intimidation, stood Aster or Bunny as Jack nicknamed him.
"Y-Yeah, figured I may as well come on time since I really need this job." Jack shuffled to stand a bit more relaxed than before, grinning at his friend. Well shit, no turning back now.
"Well then make yourself look decent enough, ya need to speak to a man named Nicolas North, the head of security." Aster sidestepped, holding the door open and allowing Jack inside. The whitette tried to hang his arms by his sides, but a nervous tick made him resume fumbling his fingers inside the hoodie pockets and walked inside.
When inside, Jack could truly appreciate the atmosphere. The smell of flowers and fresh meals hung in the air, making a blend that could only be described as soothing –making Jack take a deep sigh and loosen his shoulders. The door lead past the payment booth where a very colourful woman sat, a bright aqua suit with a white collared shirt, pink tie, pink skirt, white dotted stockings and aqua shoes. Her hair a rainbow of colours and glitter dotted her cheeks.
"He's here to see North, ya know, the new employee I told ya about." Bunny explained to the woman.
"Oh! So you must be mister Jackson then, Aster told me you'd be joining us here" She smiled kindly, leaping from her seat and raising a hand for him to shake.
"Nice to meet you –he said politely shaking her hand– Just Jack's fine and I promise I'm much nicer than what Bunny probably said about me" Jack grinned retracting his hand and directing a thumb at the taller man who rolled his deep green eyes.
"Toothianna, but I go by Tooth, and I'm sure you'll fit in well here" she smiled friendly and returned to her seat behind the booth.
"North should be in his office and he's very welcoming so there's no need to be nervous" Tooth said and Jack nodded in acknowledgement. He thanked her before he was lead by Bunny around the corner and into the open room.
At the very front with red curtains drawn down was the stage, white lights outlining the dancers platform, which stretched to the sides and had what looked like a catwalk stretching to the centre of the room. Tables all seated people, from couples and groups around the room to booths on the left holding larger parties; the majority being men. On the right of the room under a flight of stairs was a bar with mirrors along the wall and shelved of glasses and containers, two workers behind the counter rapidly mixing drinks for those seated there. Large red fabric hung down the walls and the black ceiling held marvellous chained chandeliers dangling cream coloured diamonds. Also to the far back left of the room was a miniature stage that held musical equipment for the band.
All in all, the place was gorgeous. No wonder it was a popular destination.
Bunny slid his black glasses on and slicked back his dark grey and blue hair, almost dragging Jack as he starred at the majesty of the establishment. Jack was lead up the stairs and down a small hallway to a room with the writing 'Head of Security' on the door.
Jack gulped nervously, but watched as Bunny nocked on the door and hearing a deep voice call in what Jack recognised to be a Russian accent "Come in!", Bunny opened the door and lead Jack in.
To say the man as large would be the biggest understatement; the man was Enormous. Jack immediately felt tiny, compared to the two men with Bunny half a head taller than him and this man named North at least a head or two. Jack could clearly see why he was the head of security.
North stood and Oh God He's Even Bigger Than I Thought!
He put a hand to stroke his white beard with his large fingers decorated with rings. He wore a suit but his coat sat on the back of his chair and then did Jack take notice of the tattoos decorating his arms.
If Jack wasn't already feeling intimidated, he swore he would've let out a frightened whine by now.
But as the man rounded the desk holding various papers and objects, North stood; leaning a little on the desk and let out the jolliest laugh Jack had ever heard.
"You must be Jackson Overland Frost! Come boy! Let me take the look at you." He smiled brightly and gestured for him to step forward. Jack was in slight shock at the outburst so Bunny shoved his shoulder to get him moving.
Jack was somehow able to refrain from stumbling, probably due to how light he is on his feet, and managed to straighten himself out and outstretch a hand for North to shake.
"Just Jack is fine sir." North laughed again and pulled Jack in for a bone-crushing hug. Jacks blue eyes widened at the action and found himself immobile as the man hugged him.
"Yes he will make good addition to our staff" North released the whitette who had to refrain from gasping dramatically to get air refilling his lungs.
"Wait, just like that? No questions like, I don't know, where I last worked? Where I live? What's my favourite colour?" Jack was grasping for ideas and didn't really care how out of place the last one seemed.
"Nonsense! I can see in your eyes that you are good person Jack, you will be good addition here" He smiled patting Jacks shoulder.
"It is in your centre"
"My-My what?" Jack raised an eyebrow but was dismissed.
"Aster! You will give jack a proper suit and show him to the kitchen where he will waiter." North spun jack around and directed the two to the door.
"Yes sir" Bunny complied and opened the door.
"I look forward to your time here Jack, now go with Aster" North smiled and lead the two to the door that Bunny shut.
"Well… That was pretty easy" Jack grinned and Bunny rolled his eyes.
"Don't get cocky ya show pony, ya still gotta work to get your pay check." He said.
Jack followed him down the stairs, to which Jack looked to the stage that had yet to open its curtains –No, Jack was not being a pervert, just being curious. They went down the stairs to the bar and into a double door next to it that lead to the kitchen that was full of hustle and bustle of cooks and waiters moving around and speaking to one another.
Jack was handed a suit and directed to a room to change. He wore a simple black suit white long sleeve collared shirt, a light blue tie to match his eyes and black shoes.
It was then a man named with black hair David, the headwaiter introduced himself and began teaching Jack on how to be a good waiter. Jack concluded that he liked David; he was a nice, patient guy who didn't rush Jack to learn everything and instructed him of what to do. David also introduced him to his girlfriend Nani who worked as a waitress and agreed to help Jack if he got stuck with anything. They were a pretty nice couple and soon enough Jack had picked up what to do.
So far he really enjoyed being a waiter. Jack was well known as a people person, ask any of his classmates, he just really liked people and being a waiter meant he could talk to them even joke with them. He learnt that joking around, another thing he's known for –seriously, ask his classmates– earned him some generous tips. Jack grinned to himself as he brought out a tray holding a pasta dish, a roast lamb and two drinks to table 23. This jobs been pretty damn good so far, I get to be with people, Boss's nice enough, no dickhead co-workers and a good pay!
Jack chuckled to himself, coming to a stop at his destination with a man and woman on a date; they thanked him for the food and returned to get the next tables dishes.
It was then that a very feminine voice spoke through the speakers at the sides of the stage, drawing the entire rooms attention, including Jack.
"Ladies and gentlemen; you'll be very pleased to know our final act, 'The Pearls' has their latest performance saved just for you. Now, would you please give them a warm welcome~"
The reaction was immediate; claps, cheers and hoots erupted from the customers, groups hurriedly clustered around the stage. As close as they could get with all the bouncers keeping them away from arms length. The lights dimmed and the curtains opened but the blackness let no one see the dancers. The only lights now were illuminating the customers food and the bar shelves.
Jack turned his head to refocus on the task at hand; he wasn't going to abandon his task to look at the dancers.
After all, Jackson Overland Frost was not a pervert.
They were just a nice group of girls that did some pretty suggestive dancing. That's what he expected accepting this job. But what he didn't expect was the voice that began singing.
"It's a cold and crazy wo~rld
That's ragin' outsi~de.
Well baby, me and all my gi~rls
Are bringin' on the fi~re."
That was most definitely the voice of a boy. But not only that, it had such a ring to it. A saxophone started and as each second, clicks were heard.
"Show a little le~g,
Gotta shimmy your che~st."
Jack found himself absolutely frozen in place as the voice played throughout the room, capturing everyone in a silence.
"It's a Life,"
Instruments bang.
"It's a Style,"
Another bang.
"It's a Nee~d"
The instruments smooth out.
"It's Burle~sque"
The boys voice echoes and the clicking continues. Then the music picks up and spotlights begin to shine down from the stage. It starts with two lights down on two girls on the sides, their silhouettes striking strong poses. Then two more, another two and eventually the spotlights shine on ten girls in different poses and very revealing clothing. But one black spot remained in the centre.
Jack tried not to stare, he really did. Jack tried not to keep his eyes fixated on the one space left. Tried not to be to hypnotised by the melodic singing voice. Tried not to feel such anticipation to see the dancer whom the voice belonged to.
He really did try.
But he couldn't help himself.
Then the spotlight shone. And Jack gulped upon seeing the silhouette.
A boy with a very thin frame stood with his back to the audience wearing a very tight sleeveless green shirt lined with gold and black shorts with gold dangling off the ends. He stood with his legs together and what were they? O-Oh My Sweet God! He's In Heels! Black 6-inch heels that were laced up to his knees. His arms bent above his head, wrists crossed over each over directly above his head and fingered spread in black gloves.
Jack gulped again.
"E – X – P–R–E–S–S"
With each word, the girls struck different poses, all clicking their fingers in time with the band on the side stage.
"Love love, Sex sex, Ladies no regrets regrets."
The girls echoed his words and Jack finally grabbed his tray and placed the food on top. Heading to table 16, Jack worked hard on focusing his eyes on the table and not the echoing click of the dancers and the boy.
"E – X – P–R–E–S–S
Love love, Sex sex, Ladies no regrets regrets."
Jack reached the table and smiled placing the plates on the table and received quick thanks but their eyes were fixated on the dancers; that's mostly what they came for anyway.
"Been holdin' back for quite some ti~i~me
And finally the moments ri~i~ght!"
Jack stopped walking and spun his head to the stage where the boy spun around and belted out in such a voice that exploded into the room. All the lights turned on making all dancers spin, Jack could now see the brunette hair fanning out around his head and barely touching his shoulders. His sun kissed skin with adorable freckles dotting all over, the glitter making him shine if he wasn't already on that stage.
"I love to make the people sta~a~re
They know I got that certain savoir-fa~ire!"
Jack could see the brunette had curves and good lord did he know how to flaunt them. Smooth steps forward with the girls, he moved in front, like he was leading them and rolling his hips all the while.
The girls then sang.
"Fasten up, Can you imagine what would happen if I let you close enough to touch?
"Step into the fantasy, you'll never what to leave, baby that's guaranteed… why?"
They swayed to the edge of the stage, dancing in ways that make you hide your children. Jack hastily returned to the side of the bar, in front of the kitchen door and watched the brunette, he looked through half lidded eyes that Jack could now identify as a forest green. Jack could just make out the sight of make up, eye liner, mascara and lip gloss, not a heavy colour but enough to make them shine in the spotlight that seemed to adore the boy on the stage.
Then strong dancing spins and strikes from the boy, followed suit by the girls.
"It's a Passion!
An Emotion!
It's a Fashion!
Burlesque."
Bump ba-bump.
The drums sounded again, strong with the dancers movements.
Bump ba-bump.
"It'll move you,
Goin' through you,
So do what I do!
Burlesque."
Bump ba-bump.
The drums sounded and to Jack, it didn't seem like the boy was following the music. But the music followed him, everything on the stage followed him; the music, the dancers, the spotlight, the boy was in front of it all. And he was obviously loving every second of it.
Bump ba-bump.
"All ladies confident, flaunt it!
Boys throw it up if you want it~"
Bump ba-bump.
The drums thudded. Jack felt a blush creep on his pale cheeks as the brunette bent forward with his hips in the air and smoothly slid back up, the other girls following suit but Jack didn't notice them. He immediately shook the blush off and head-butted the tray in frustration. He was not a pervert.
Jackson Overland Frost was not a pervert.
Bump ba-bump.
"Can you feel me?
Can you Fee~e~el i~it?
It's Burlesque."
Bump ba-bump.
The drums thudded. Jack peeked over the tray his head had been assaulting and almost slammed his face back into it when the boy spun and rolled his hips in a certain way, sliding his gloved fingers through his brown hair –messing it up– and finishing with a spin of his hips and flicking his hair out of his face.
Bump ba-bump.
The drums sounded louder.
Bump ba-bump.
Even louder now, almost like the drums were beating in side his ears –oh.
Jackson Overland Frost may be a slight pervert.
Maybe.
I'll thank you now for reading this and again, if I get good feed back, then I will most likely continue because I really like the idea of Jack having the biggest crush on Burlesque dancer Hiccup.
Also a disclaimer that I own none of these characters.
The song is EXPRESS by Christina Aguilera from the movie Burlesque ( listen to the song here– watch?v=NKD4UAbVvRo)
So thank you for reading and I would love a review telling me what you thought and if this story idea is worth me continuing.
Thanks