Hello Dear Readers,

finally I got an own Fanfiction account. I hope you all like my story. But please don't be too hard on me in the reviews, because it's my first one. Anyway, enjoy! Hope you like it!

Your RotgCat

Jacks P.o.v.

Mischievous as a cat would, I continued to sneak through the halls of the North pole. It was a quiet night, which was odd, because usually someone here is always working. But not tonight. Tonight was Christmas Eve. Tomorrow children would wake up and rush to their Christmas tree, searching for a present. Jamie hadn't talked about anything else for the past weeks. But he was mostly excited when he had found out that his mother was coming back for christmas. She had been away for a couple of weeks because of a business meeting.

I suddenly felt something wet run down my cheek, to my chin and felt it fall off it. Shortly after I heard a clink noise from the ground. When I looked down I saw a little Crystal lying there. I kneeled down and scooped it up into my hand.

A tear, I thought sadly. Ever since I got my memories back, I had often thought about her. My mother. My sweet, lovely, caring mother. More tears began to run my face, but I didn't bother to wipe them away. I suddenly started to feel weak in my legs, so I leaned against the next wall for support. I slid down the wall, with my back facing it and pulled my legs close to my chest. I never knew what happened to her. My father had died when I was eight years old, and my little sister...well, I heard some people in a village talking about about a girl killing herself. They say she did it because she couldn't take the guilt anymore of losing her brother that fateful day on the lake one year before. That would have been me.

While I thought about all that, sobs began to rack my whole body. Knowing no one would hear me anyway I didn't hold them in. I just let the pumped up frustration out.

I don't know how long I sat there, but an booming noise made me jump. It was shortly followed by an loud and happy 'Ho, ho, ho'.

"North's obviously back", I quietly added to myself. While wiping away the tear streaks which stained my cheeks, I stood up and took a deep breath. I forced my usual cocky grin on my face, which I had learned to do in the past three hundred years of complete loneliness and solitude.

I continued my way down the halls and quickly landed in the Globe room. Three of the four other guardians were already waiting there. Bunny was the first to notice me.

"Hey, Frostbite. Nice to know you finally decided to show up", he greeted me in his usually grumpy way. I could see Tooth sending a small glare in his directing. Sometimes she just was a little overprotective.

"Nice to see you, too, Kangaroo. How is it going with painting eggs?"

"At least I'm doing my job and take responsibility for my actions, you overgrown icicle."

Before I could let out a snarky remark, someone threw the big door leading to the sleigh room open with so much force, it almost flew off it's angels. When I turned around I could see North standing there in all his glory.

"Merry Christmas everyone", he yelled through the whole workshop, "tonight was big succeed!"

Loud cheers erupted from all around us. Now I finally realized that Yetis and Elves had crowded close to where we were standing. One Elf was so overjoyed, it grabbed my leg and didn't let go until I pried it off.

Some time later we all found us in the great Dinning room at the other end of the workshop.

North said that there would be a great feast to celebrate his success. But in my opinion I think he was just doing that, because he and the others still felt like idiots to leave me, a boy of fourteen years, alone for so long. On the oversized table were all kinds of food. Vegetables, meat, fruits, fish, soups, bread...

I think North discovered first that I was starring at the food like I hadn't eaten in years. Which sadly was the truth. As a winter spirit I couldn't grow food and I couldn't cook either because I would just get burned. So it was kinda hard for me to get something to eat...

"Sit down, everyone, and eat. It's enough!"

North let another of his big laughs fly through the air. Bunny pressed his paws to his ears to try to block out the noise. He had the best ears from us all, that made me almost feel sorry for him... Almost.

We seated ourselves 'round the table. Tooth on my right, Sandy on my left. Bunny sat un the chair next to her, and North on the last one. It was not my first dinner with them as a guardian, but I was still a bit insecure of what to do.

But soon the smell of backed potatoes filled my nostrils and I visible relaxed. It smelled just like when my mother used to make them. No, don't think about it.

"Jack, are you alright?", Tooth asked me warily.

"Huh... oh, yeah. Just fine."

"Are you sure, because you don't seem like it?"

Just when I was about to answer, North interrupted me:"Pah! Tooth, let the boy be! He says he's fine, so he's fine!"

I mentally thanked him for that.

"And Jack, before I forget it. Europe still needs snow for white Christmas! A kid wrote me that they hadn't had one for years."

"Oh, yeah! I totally forgot!", I swallowed slightly, then I continued, "Do you guys mind, if I go now-"

"No problem, Jack. Take your time. We'll wait for you!", North shouted again.

I gave him a slight smile, and before any of them could change their minds I was out the window.

Bunnys P.o.V.

I watched the bloody drongo fly out the window, then turned my eyes back to the scenery before me. North looked kinda lost then and there, with his head propped up on his elbows and eyes cast dow, so I decided to speak up:"North, mate, y'all right?"

"No, I'm not all right!"

I was taken back by his outburst, but quickly regained my composure:"Well, what is it?"

"It's Jack! I don't know how to fulfill his wish!"

"But North, what could he possible wish for. You told me a few days ago, he didn't write a letter to you", Tooth encouraged him.

"I know, but you should know that I, as Santa Clause, know every wish of every child on earth. Even if they don't write letter."

Now it was my turn to speak:"And what does the bloody showpony wish for? It can't be that bad."

North took a deep breath then answered:"He wishes for his mother."

So... What do you think? Shall I continue or not? Please tell me in the reviews.

P.S: I know Jack is older than fourteen, but I thought it would fit the story more.

Bye, everyone! Stay tuned!

RotgCAT ;)