Act I
Meeting
It took far too long for Jack to look at his reflection, it was nearing two hundred years after his birth that he finally settled long enough to actually look at his own reflection- this was only because he had accidentaly flown into a tree and was checking the damage done. But, regardless of the reason, Jackson was thrilled at the prospect of the other finally seeing him- of finally realizing that he was there.
When Jack peered down at the frozen water for his reflection, he first saw the white hair and blue eyes that he knew would be there due to years of flying by reflective surfaces often enough to generate a picture of himself. When that image changed into that of a teen, looking so much like himself save for the brown hair and eyes, he let out a startled yelp and scrambled away- he was certain that you were suppose to see yourself in your reflection, not someone else.
But Jack was a curious spirit, maybe too much so for his own good, and moved back to look at his reflection, marvling at how it shifted and then the other smiled at him, waved and said, "Hello Jack Frost, I'm Jackson Overland and I've been waiting a long time to meet you."
"Hello.." Jack managed, staring wide-eyed at his reflection- at this Jackson Overland. "What are you?"
"I'm you, but not." Jackson replied, apprearing all the while uncaoncerned about the entire phenomena. "Just as you are me, but not. We are each other, yet we are ourselves."
"T-that," Jack let out a breathy laugh. "Makes absolutely no sense." Then, with an abruptness that startled the other, rapidly shook his head, letting out a harsh laugh. "That's it, I've gone crazy and created an imaginary friend."
Jackson, seeming thoroughly unimpressed by his conclusion, raised an eyebrow. "I would hope that, should we decide to create an imaginary friend, we'd be more creative in namming it."
"Shut up." Jack grumbled sending a scowl at the other, wondering in the back of his mind why he wasn't leaving.
Jackson shrugged, "I'm just saying. Besides, the moon brought you to life and told you your name- how is an alternate you trapped in the inbetween any stranger?"
"Whoa- you naver said anything about alternate people and inbetweens." Jack complained, settling into a crouch before his reflection.
Jackson blinked, "I didn't? Oh. Well, I did say that I was you but not- that kind of insinuates alterations between the two of us as, if there were none, we'd be the same. As for inbetween...well...to put it bluntly, I'm dead." Jack promptly chocked on air at that admission, much to the other's amusement. "Currently I am an echo that cannot continue to live nor to carry on into death."
"So your just stuck? For how long?" Jack asked.
Jackson stared at the other blankly for a moment, wondering how the other couldn't come to the conclusion on his own, before speaking. "If I wasn't, I would be you reflection now would I?" He remarked a tad dryly. "I've been here since you were born."
"B-but I never saw you!" Jack protested, trying to squash the rising guilt of ignoring someone.
Jackson sent anther bland look, "Well, you haven't exactly looked have you?"
"Hey," Jack said, a sudden idea dawning on him. "You're always with me, right?" He continued when Jackson nodded. "So you see what happens to me?"
Jackson answered hesitantly, "Yes.."
"Then you've watched me while bathing! You've seen me naked!" Jack acused, glaring at the other. "You pervert!"
"N-no. I-.." Jackson sputtered incohoretly, flushing red only to gap when the other burst into laughter.
Jack smirked then, staring down at his bewieldered and blushing double. "I think it's only fair that I get to see you also."
"W-what?" Jackson would forever deny that his voice squeaked.
Jack's smirk grew wider, "Well, Jackson," he purred, illicting a darker flush. "I believe we'll have loads of fun together."