So someone needs to find a way to control my muses cause I have officially lost all semblance of control over them -_- Wrote this during class, just some HiJack fluff that proves beyond a doubt that I can't write poetry worth crap.
I used to think the winter cold a terrible horrid thing
It brought the snow it brought the sleet it brought winter's harsh sting
The winter drove the bright warm sun out of the cloud locked sky
And any caught out for too long were surely sure to die
It was a winter not long ago that my thoughts did change when
I came across a sight most strange while walking through a glen
The snow was deep the frost was think I was buried to my knees
When to my shock a saw a boy a'jumping through the trees
His hair was white as fresh down snow his eyes a blue as ice
So shocked was I at what I'd seen once that I had to look twice
He laughed and whooped and shouted out his joy into the skies
Silence overtook him though as his eyes met my eyes
For heartbeats long he stared intent his eyes locked on me
So intent was his piercing gaze that he sailed into a tree
I ran over to where he fell to see if he was injured
But when I arrived at the scene I saw I needn't be concerned
A smile bright upon his face he giggled uncontrolled
An though he wore no shoes nor coat he seemed no the last bit cold
As I watched him he wove left then right then got close up to my face
And asked most peculiarly if I could see him in his place
An answered that of course I could what did he think me blind
What happened next I must confess had never crossed my mind
Just jump ten feet clean in the air and flew round in a loop
Saying that I could see him with a shout and a whoop
When he finally came down and landed before my shocked wide eyes
And wove a tale so ludacris I thought it naught but lies
He told he was Jack Frost but really how could that be
At least that was what I first thought till he froze me to a tree.
And so began there that day as he worked to ship me free
My friendship with the winter boy that only I could see
We grew quite close as friendships go in hardly no time at all
But then winter turned to spring and h said goodbye till after next fall.
The next winter came with mounds of snow and on its cold wind to
Appeared my newest and closest friend Jack Frost knew his que
As winter past the subtle touches and stolen glances made me quite sure
That somehow somewhere somewhen someway our friendship had grown to something more
My suspesisions were confirmed one day when spring was growing near
As we walked through the woods Jack drew close and whispered in my ear
He said he thought he loved me and how he knew the cause was lost
That was the moment in the frozen woods that I kissed Jack Frost
I used to hide inside all winter long waiting for the spring
But now when the first snow falls my heart can't help but sing
For it signals the arrival of the one I love in so many ways
For where once I thought winter dark and cold it now holds my happiest days
"Whatch'a working on Hiccup?" Jack asked as he landed on the ledge of Hiccup's window. The small Viking started as he looked from the words he scrawled on the paper to the bright eyes boy crouched before him.
"Nothing Jack, just some ideas." He said as he brushed the paper off his desk and into a drawer.
"Oh come on, let me see it!" Jack insisted, leaping into the room and talking Hiccup to the ground.
"oof Jack, get off me!" He shouted as the wind was knocked out of him .
"Not until you let me see!" Jack insisted.
"See what?" Hiccup said, raising an eyebrow very suggestively.
"Oh ho ho, Mr. Haddoc" Jack said pretending to look askance "aren't you forward?"
"Oh please." Hiccup said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he pulled Jack in for a kiss. As they broke apart Hiccup gazed as Jack and smiled-these were his happiest days.
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