Okay so I repeat:
(toothless)=friend held captive,
(nevile longbottom)= man to man fighting
(elsa)= psychological strugle.
and (0_0) -that's meant to be Baymax=moments I think to be really sad.
North comes from littraly no where and taps my back: Jack said you almost forgot last time.
Me *wants to roll my eyes but don't cause you know, that man makes the naughty list*:
I wasn't done yet. But thanks anyway.
*North chuckles and gestures me to go on.*
Me: So North *gesture dramatically to North* Isn't my idea. I do not own him or the other guardians, or their stories or pitch black. Any plotline or character that sounds familiar is not mine. I don't own anything except my oc's and the plot. Dreamworks made the movie this storie is based on so they own them.
And anything else canon is owned by that William Joice dude and his 'guardians of childhood' stories.
So if anything else sounds familiar that's fanom and that isn't owned by anyone.

Warnings for this chapter: none... hm. Okay so from now on if there is nothing to worry about so to speak I'll ad a (minion) they are pretty harmless. 'So cute I'm gonna die' kind of harmless in fact.

1)reflecting

Jack had been to the Christmas-ball before. And to tooth's Dance, Sandy's festival and Bunny's picnic when it had been their turn to organize the nox lumen.
It was the guardians privilege to organize the feast that was all about the hard work the good spirits had done over the year as well as it brought tribute to the center of the guardian who was in charge of hosting the festivities.
The others had offered Jack to take his turn this year, but he insisted that he first wanted to look from the sideline one more time so he could see what he had to do.
As I said, Jack had been to every single one of the past 300 editions, but he usually only stayed one hour.
Just long enough to be counted as present and assumed to have had fun.
Alright it might have been less than an hour whenever it was Bunny's turn. More like ten minutes. He always had felt less welcome on the picnic than on the other parties. Spring and Summer spirits didn't seem to like him too much (Aurora, Sandra, Inna and Flora being the only exceptions he knew of) and ever since '68 he had tried to avoid running into Bunny, altogether, though he'd never want him to know that.
He wouldn't come at all if he could, but it was considered obligatory to show up, all spirits came.
It would be insulting to the host if he didn't show up. So in his mind coming at all to a celebration where he felt out of place, underdressed and (especially in Bunny's case) unwanted, was a sign of respect towards them. Respect they had only very recently started to return.
He hadn't held it against them of course. For all they knew he was annoying Jack Frost.
And they couldn't help if they didn't see him standing alone and insecure on the side. He tried to be unnoticed and there were so many other guests, he understood they didn't have time to worry about one or two loners.
Anyway, this year he had no choice but to break all the rules he had made up for himself in such public situation.
He was expected, no, obligated to stay the whole night and mingle. North may be the host but none of the guardians had even attempted to deny who would be the center of attention that night.
Funny huh? The very thing he had longed for during the past three centuries he was also desperately trying to avoid.
He really wasn't looking forward to this. He had never even dreamed of allowing other spirits to notice him so much in this type of gathering. He had been rejected once to many times with no witnesses, thank moon for small mercies, he wasn't going to put himself in such a vulnerable position when surrounded by every spirit in existence.
Or that had been the plan before he took the oath.
He had kept to himself in some corner, danced one or two times with wind -just cause he was a social pariah didn't mean he had to make her a wall flower- took a small snack from the buffet, and left before anyone -nice or naughty as North would say- could approach him.
You may think that this behavior would ban him from ever having any type of social life, but the light-feast wasn't the only spirit party during the year. Every spirit was more or less assumed to be invited to that one.
But there were also parties that were a bit more exclusive. And if someone invited Jack to one of these, he felt like they actually wanted him to be there and had less problems with loosening up.

The first time this had happened was on the summer solstice of his first year.
Jack had been about six months old and had yet to encounter anyone who would communicate with him other than Wind. Oh yeah, not long after he discovered that people walked through him, he also discovered that the wind was a being with feelings and thoughts, not just a force of nature. And as you may have guessed he also found that Wind was a 'she'. Wind was shy and never showed her human form to anyone, it took her a 100 years before she showed herself to Jack.
When he felt so alone and abandoned that first day, he had felt her embrace. They understood each other, both alone and unseen, except by each other.
When he first noticed Old Man Winter, he had assumed him to be an ordinary man looking at the snow in the wind, as it was a curious thing to see in the middle of summer. When the man spoke to him he had been ecstatic, only to be disappointed when he was told that he wasn't released from his invisibility, but he comforted himself with the knowledge that there were many more who were like him and who could see him.
He had wanted to welcome the man with open arms but he didn't, because if he were friendly why would he leave Jack Frost alone for so long? It didn't help that old man winter insulted Wind.
But after a while the man had convinced him to come along to this party Jack was invited to.
It had been awful to leave Wind behind, even if he knew that for her no time would've passed between their separation and their reunion. But he did it and when he arrived he didn't know what to think.
Part of him regretted going. Mother nature was way too eager to 'adopt' him and treated him as if he were a newborn. Which he probably was from her point of vieuw, but he was physically and (in some ways) mentally 14 years old and thus didn't like being treated as thought he was completely helpless and clueless to the world.
So he made his opinion clear by pushing her away. Not in a mean way. Just enough to let her know that he needed space. This was not the type of mother he wanted or needed. To make that clear he had kept calling her Lady Nature.
He wanted a family, but that didn't mean he had to let himself be adopted and babied by the first one to offer.
He just didn't feel it with that woman.
The monarchs were a bit intimidating, but nice enough. And the seasons children, as Old man winter had called them, were lots of fun.
He spent the whole party talking with them, making them laugh by pranking the 'adults' and danced with them.
It had been nice, but Jack hadn't felt like he was with family, not with complete strangers either. More like friends. He just couldn't connect with them enough to call them his siblings. And he wasn't about to hurt himself by pretending he could.

That night he also heard that they were to meet for the nox lumen two weeks later.
They gave him the location he had to be and Jack assumed that 'all spirits invited' meant that Wind could come too.
He had entered the room with the honest intention to have as much fun as during the solicit, but when he arrived…
he just couldn't do it. Why, you may ask?
Well, there they were, the guardians, powerful, confident and believed in. They were legends, and he felt incredibly inadequate. He had hid on a balcony watching and listening to the festifities, after an hour he heard North welcome old man winter, who asked if Jack had arrived jet. North had said 'You mean pale boy with staff? Dah hour ago, haven't seen him since. Perhaps bit shy. If you find him, I vant to meet." Jack had panicked. He didn't want to meet this man.
Or he did, but he was afraid he would mess up. He couldn't mess up in front of all these spirits.
'Oy, ya talking bout the new winter spirit?' Oh, no. He had heard about the Eastern bunny from Flora. What if he was mad at Jack because he had been in Burges during Eastern? He had to leave now.
Before he left, he met Sandra's saddened gaze. Seeing the happy, careless Jack Frost like this, like a caged animal, shying away from the crowd, trembling in a corner, it broke her heart.
She and the other seasons children had looked forward to seeing Jack again. They expected him to shake the party up. He should be out there, loosening up stiff snobs, inviting wallflowers for a dance or put some spunk in a boring speech.
They had tried to get him to talk about it during the winter solicit, but he had avoided the subject all together, starting a snowfall and proclaiming a free for all snow fight… Mother nature giving Aurora the summer monarch a mouth full of snow? Priceless!

Oh, well that's in the past now. He had been busy this year and had to excuse himself from any other parties.
It wouldn't be the first time. I mean he had skipped winter solicit a couple of times because he couldn't make it to the check in point in time. And sometimes he skipped summer because he really didn't feel like partying. But what would they think when they heard what happened last Eastern?
What if the few friends he had, thought he felt too good for them now he was a guardian? He hoped not.
The only non-guardian spirit he had seen since the battle with Pitch (apart from Wind of course) was Bedtime.
Also not the first time, it could easely happen that you don't run into a certain friend for decades.
She didn't seem to accuse him of anything and that was only 2 days ago. So maybe Jack was worried about nothing.
Dear moon, two days and Jacks whole life had changed.

Bedtime had invited him to join her when she his story was told to the children. She had started in Burges, it seemed fitting, since it was where his story started.
It was the first day of winter, Bedtime had humans around the world who were in tune with her and 'remembered' a story when she opened 'the book'.
That had been a hectic day. He had listened to bedtimes 'protégé' in Burges as she told his story after which he made it snow and started a snowball fight. After that he raced to the other places where his story was being told and did what he could to give the kids snow that was perfect for winter fun. And when he left there would always be a couple of children who'd say "Jack Frost!" , "Look that's him!" , "Thank you Jack!" and "Come back soon!"
It felt great. Sometimes he made some frost animals like the bunny he had made for Jamie.
The look in their eyes... the number of his believers was growing slowly but steady.
He soon started to feel the effects of his believers. He got stronger than ever before. Wind could carry him faster and his magic drawings lasted longer, became bigger. Just to name a few effects.
He could also no longer just breeze through a town, have some laughs and be on his way to the next. Children saw him and therefore he felt he had to spend a bit more time with them than he used to. He had always tried to play with the kids in the town Old Man Winter wanted him to visit. But now there was actual conversation, due to which he spend a bit more time in every village. (Again 2 days but it felt like a lifetime)
It wasn't easy saying goodbye to these kids. And it was also hard not to fall back to his old habit of constantly returning to Burges to spend extra time with Jamie and his friends. He still wanted to try to play with them at least once a weak this winter. He felt a connection to the boy and his family. Always had. Now he had a better understanding of the why.
How would Jamie react if he heard that he was a descendant of Jacks sister?

Okay, back to the upcoming party, now only a week away. The Christmas dance wasn't on Christmas as North was busy that day. It was on the 29th of December. That way North had time to recover from Christmas, clean up his 'hideout', as Jack called it, and prepare the ballroom for the guests.
Jack had no idea what to expect this party. Would his friends act as if nothing had changed, or would they keep distance, like Jack had kept distance from the guardians until now? Well if they did, Jack would just have to approach them.
Everything would be alright. He let out a sigh. Suddenly Wind nudged him.
"Sorry, got lost in thought…" he assured her. "Well, I believe we are done with the snowfall that was due today. And I still have plenty time before I would go to North… What do you think? See how fast we get to Burges?"
Wind twirled around him in delight. Burges was on the other side of the world, that meant she could really go all out, oh crossing the ocean with Jack was always fun. And Jamie loved to watch Jack fly. That meant that Jack always played with Wind when he was with Jamie. They got to Burges in no time at all.
"Jack!" Kids yelled from everywhere as Jack landed near his lake.
"Hey you all. It's almost like you are waiting for me." Jack chuckles but then he yells as he gets buried under the mass of children. Wind giggles softly.
"Ow, watch out. I know I'm immortal but that's no reason to squish me!" He laughs. The children release him.
"Jack, how is it going? Are you gaining more believers now?" Cupcake asked.
"Your story was so cool! I've been thinking about it non-stop!" Jamie jumped with excitement.
Bedtime had edited Jacks story a bit, by example she left out the drowning part because she understood that Jack didn't want that out in the open, at least not until he had told the guardians himself.
"Slow down champion! I'm doing good Cupcake, thanks, believers are coming along nicely. I recently hit 200. I'm glad you like my story. But I'm not here for a chat." His voice became serious. Jamie and his friends shared woried glances.
"Is Bunny okay?" Sophie asked. Jack knelt down, looking her in the eyes.
"Oh, bunny isn't the one in danger Soph… YOU ARE!" at that he threw her over his shoulder and flew up. Sophie cried out in happy surprise. And Jack laughed doing his best villain imitation.
"I have the fairy princes! No one can stop me now!" He proclaimed to the surprised kids below.
"We will free you Sophie!" Jamie yelled catching on to the game. Jack made a fort where he put Sophie down.
"Ha and how do you think you'll do that?" He laughed as he went up in the air again. At that moment a snowball flew right at him, but Jack who had 300 years experience with snowball fights, avoided it effortlessly after which he launched an air attack at the kids. They played for hours and when the kids finally freed Sophie -who had been cheering them on the entire time- Jack excused himself. He really had to go now.
He should've left an hour ago, and he had known it, but he didn't want to stop in the middle of a game.
Especially not when Wind was enjoying herself so much. She had been way to tense recently.
Hopefully North would understand that he had been busy 'bringing joy to children'.