Summer in December

(SLASH) Lachlan is the spirit of summer, light, and carrier of the sun. Jack is the spirit of winter, cold, and everything fun. After Pitch Black begins to make his return, the two rivals are forced to come together with the guardians to bring down the nightmare man once and for all.


Hi! So, this is just a thing I did. I don't even know if anyone's going to read it (because, it is a slash after all, which is not normally the first choice in fanfics to read). I just thought I'd give it a try. WARNING, this is a slash Jack/OC, so if you don't like that stuff then this isn't the story for you.

Anyway, I'll just get on with it. (Made a few spelling corrections and adjustments)


It was more of instinct than anything else. Not that he'd ever admit it, but ever since he could remember, darkness had always been his one true fear. He would rather die than live in a world without light.

Lachlan stood upon the edge of the Cliffside, the farthest point towards the sun. With a single motion of his right hand, the sun began to rise above the line separating the ocean from the sky. The summer skyline was painted with colors of orange, yellow and red as the sun lit the earth.

"Missed you old friend." Lachlan saluted up to the sky.

As Lachlan walked his way along the Cliffside, patches of fresh green grass and groups of flowers formed within the soft earth beneath his feet. As he continued to walk, a red robin landed upon his shoulder and began to sing as the birth of summer began to drift their way.

Building an entire season took more than just a few days. He did enough moving around the world as it was, going from place to place, growing new life, raising the sun to the sky every morning…it took A LOT of work. But, Lachlan knew his only purpose in life was to make summer for the children of the world, and if the children were happy, so was he…even if they didn't believe in him.

Last year was a complete disaster. Everything was going perfectly, until around mid-July when a certain someone decided it'd be a good idea to set off a bloody snow blizzard. Everything Lachlan had worked for that year had been lost in the harsh cold.

But this year was going to be different. Lachlan was determined to make this year the best summer ever. He'd work day and night if he had to. Not even Jack Frost was going to ruin his days of summer, and if he even dare try anything 'funny', Lachlan would make a mental note to burn him in molten lava and hang him in the sun to die.

Just as Lachlan began to push a set of wondering clouds away from the clear blue atmosphere with a swipe of his hand, he noticed something. A familiar set of lights flickered within the sky, cascading over the blue. The North Lights had been sent out from the Pole, summoning the guardians…yet again. Lachlan let out a noise of complaint that was something between a whine and a wail. "Oh Jesus Christ, not now Old man! Three days until summer and you're sending me off? Are you bloody kidding me?!"

Nevertheless, as a guardian Lachlan was kind of obligated to go…which sucked. It'd been about five years since he was last called in to help the guardians, and he was actually beginning to believe they might have forgotten about him…sadly, he had no such luck.

Lachlan carded his fingers through his ruffled ginger hair and let out a sigh of irritation. He turned his head to the moon, which could still be seen, even with the sun almost in the sky. "I blame you for this." He stated to the Man in the Moon. "When this is over, you owe me big time."


"The Sun Man? You're joking right?" Jack made a face of repulsion at the thought of the hotheaded boy. He leant upon the side of his staff, watching as North paced from one end of the room to the other.

"Oh, so you've met before. Good. Introductions will be fast then." North said in his strong Russian accent.

"Yea, where is the bugga' anyway? I ain't seen him since the beginning of spring last year. Kinda' miss that kid to be honest." Bunnymund commented, dusting the snow off of the bottom of his feet, still shivering from the wind outside.

"Well, the Sun man and I didn't really leave off on good terms." Jack chuckled under his breath at the memory. "God, you should have seen his face though."

"Ruining a season is no laughing matter Frosty." North scowled.

"Eh, he'll probably get me back next winter anyway." Jack smirked.

At that moment, Tooth zoomed in through the front door, her feathers ruffled from the journey over to the Pole. She was soon followed by her multiple little helpers who chirped around her eagerly. She was so excited she practically crashed into Jack as she flew into the workshop. "Oh my gosh, is he here yet?" She asked, her words coming out in a complete rush.

"No, he's on his way." North stated, glancing at the wooden clock that hung against the wall. "Well, he better be. He's already half an hour late."

Tooth let out a squeal of anticipation, practically bursting with delight. "I can't wait! It's been like, forever!"

"I can't believe you're making me work with Lockie, out of all people. The guy's way too uptight." Jack complained, balancing his staff over his shoulders.

"You two just need to get to know each other. He's actually a pretty cool guy… metaphorically speaking." North said, patting Jack on the back. The spirit of winter simply rolled his eyes in annoyance. "You actually have a lot in common."

"That's the most stupid thing I've ever heard you say in my entire life." Jack stated. "We are literally polar opposites no matter how you look at it. Cold and warm just don't mix."

"Eh, I wouldn't say that." North chuckled.

Their conversation was cut off when suddenly the door to the main area of the workshop was swung open. Sandy walked in with a cheery little smile on his face. He was soon followed by the talk of the hour, The sun man, a boy about half an inch shorter than Jack with light ginger hair and brown to hazel eyes. He was shivering all over from the snow, but nevertheless, he was here.

"Lachlan! Nice to see you my friend!" North exclaimed.

"Yeah, right back at ya' old man." The boy was frozen over, looking fairly sick. He'd always hated the Pole, which was no surprise considering he was the spirit of summer. North tossed him a blanket, which he gladly swung over his shoulders.

Tooth flew over and gave him an airtight hug. "Sunny! It's been so long I've missed you so so much! We have like so much catching up to do! How have you been?" Tooth spoke so fast; Lachlan almost didn't catch what she said.

"I'm fine Tooth. Glad to see you haven't changed." He chuckled as she ruffled his messy hair.

"Glad ya' survived the winter mate." Bunnymund greeted his old companion. Lachlan and Bunny had been friends for the longest amount of time, and it was him who Lachlan felt the closest to.

"Takes more than a little blizzard to knock me off my feet."

"Actually, I beg to differ." At that moment Lachlan noticed the trail of thin frost that plastered itself along the floor, gathering to the single spot where an all to familiar spirit stood, a wicked smirk on his face.

"What the hell is he doing here?" Lachlan questioned.

"Didn't you hear Lockie? I'm a guardian now." Jack Frost stated, that damned-to-hell smile still on his smug little face.

That little bastard.


TBC in chapter 2 (if I do in fact decide to continue this)