When Jamie had first asked Jack to help him, this was certainly not what he thought he would be doing. Jack had actually just planned on a quick stop at Jamie's house to put a fresh coat of frost on the boy's window and to check to see if he was asleep yet. But, of course, he wasn't. The boy had immediately opened up the window, kind of like he knew that Jack would by stopping by that night, grabbed the spirit's ice cold hand and dragged him inside. Jack had given a little surprised yell when he was pulled into the warm bedroom and fell onto the hard floor. And then the child had, well, started begging for his help. And that was something that Jack Frost was really good at doing; helping kids. But in this case, he was not the right person for the job. And there they were, in Jamie's bedroom, and the child was staring up at him with begging eyes.
"Please, Jack? Please?" Jamie asked, his adorable brown eyes open wide, looking at the winter spirit.
"Can't you just ask your parents?" The Guardian asked and glanced at the book in the child's hands.
But Jamie shook his head. "No, my dad is at some business trip and mom's in a really bad mood because something came up between her and a friend of hers or something."
Jack eyed the book with a look of disgust on his face. "What about your sister?"
"She's younger than me. She doesn't know this stuff." Jamie put on his begging face again. "Please, please, please?"
"Your teacher maybe?" Jack looked back up at the boy hopefully. "Isn't that his job, anyway? Can't he help you?"
"No, she can't. This is due tomorrow and I am supposed to do this by myself." Answered Jamie. "But I can't do it. It's too hard and I don't understand it. I need the help of a Guardian."
Jack Frost sighed, leaned the staff against a wall and sat down next to him on the bed. With his cold hands he picked up the book and ran his eyes across the page in the book. He hesitated, then asked: "What subject is this?"
"Biology."
"Biology?" Jack asked, his eyes widening.
Jamie paused. "Yeah." Then he smiled. "Do you even know what biology is?"
"Of course." Jack lied quickly and laughed. "What do you think I am?"
"At least not human." Jamie murmured as he reached for his school bag. From it he picked up a green notebook and handed it to the spirit.
"I used to be." Jack commented. He opened up the book and stared at all of the long, complicated words. He swallowed, looked up at the boy who was sitting on the bed next to him and smiled. "What exactly do you not understand?"
"Well, mostly cellular respiration and photosynthesis. Also, there are some organelles in plant and animal cells that just don't make sense to me. Mostly the gorgi apparatus and vacuoles. I also don't know the difference between smooth and rough ER."
Surprisingly, Jack had managed to keep a straight face during Jamie's little speech. And because he didn't understand a word of what Jamie just said, he simply just smiled and nodded. That always seemed to work. "Alright, then."
With his cold fingers he placed the open notebook back on the bed and picked up the textbook. "Do you think it would help you if I just read outloud from the book?"
Jamie raised one eyebrow. "Why do you think that would help me?"
Jack shrugged. "It used to help my little sister when I was helping her with her homework."
"You had a sister?" Asked the brown-haired boy and sat up straighter.
"That's not important at the moment, kiddo. What's important is that you start working on your homework. It's already..." He turned his head toward the little clock that was sitting on Jamie's nightstand. "Getting close to midnight. And you need to go to sleep."
"Well, I can't go to sleep until finish my homework."
"That's what I said." Jack quickly stood up from the bed and grabbed his staff. "Or we can just freeze the book and then the problem would be solved. If your teacher asks, just tell her that I did it." He grinned. "She'll never believe you anyway."
"You are not freezing my book." Said Jamie as he grabbed his book and hugged it close to his chest. "I'll get in trouble."
"I know, I know. Okay, let's figure this thing out." He paused and looked at the boy. "What is your homework exactly?"
The boy quickly grabbed his school bag again and his small fingers went through what was in it, until he pulled out a white sheet of paper. "This worksheet."
"Let me see." Jack said and took the worksheet from Jamie's hands. His eyes widened again as they scanned over the questions on the paper, and frost started spreading from his fingers, onto the worksheet.
"Jack!" Jamie yelled and tore the sheet away from him. But it was already completely covered in a thin layer of ice. Clearly mad at the winter spirit, he ran out of the room, heading for the bathroom, and as soon as he ran into the room, he picked up his mom's hairdryer and put it on full power. He watched as the ice slowly started melting and a few, clear waterdrops started falling with a little splashing sound onto the white sink. Jack appeared in the doorway, watching as the water that had once been ice, soaked the paper when it melted and smudged the black, printed letters that were on there until they had become a few, dark gray lines.
Jamie turned his head towards the doorway with an angry look on his face. "Look what you did! How am I supposed to turn in my homework tomorrow if I don't even know what the questions are?"
The winter spirit lifted up one index finger and opened his mouth slightly and looked like he was going to say something to the boy, but then quickly turned around with the staff in his hand and flew away. Jamie ran after him and into his bedroom, where he had seen Jack's feet disappear into, but no one was there. There was, however, fresh frost covering the window. Jamie noticed almost right away that someone had written something in the decorative frost in a handwriting that he had never seen before;
Just tell her that Jack Frost did it. I'll be expecting a snowball fight later to settle this.
Well, people, that's the first story in this... story. I'm sorry if this is badly written, I didn't have a lot of time to work on this and this is probably bad. Anyway, I'm open for suggestions if you have any for this oneshot-story-thing. I've never done this before so I thought, "Hey! Why not just make a Jack Frost oneshot story? People love that. I love that. Yay!"
And that's how this all started. True story.
Anyway, I'm rambling. Review and favorite if you like it! ^^ I'll very likely write the next chapter tonight!