darthcat - Oops? Well, I'll try to make it happier. But the first 4 chapters are pretyped, so expect sadness.
Oh yeah, Disclaimer : I don't own rotg, just Kyler and technically Jamie's mom cause... whatever, you get the jist.
Enjoy!
Jack sat on a building and watched Kyler as she got in an argument with her mother.
"You're going to religion class whether you like it or not!"
"Well I don't like it, and I'm not going!"
"What has gotten into you?!" Irene screeched. Kyler didn't back down.
"You haven't given a damn about me for years, that's what! I was alone! If your God is real, where the hell was your 'holy savior' for me?!" She yelled, angry tears beading in her eyes. He mother raised a hand and slapped her. Kyler stabilized herself on the wall and glared at her mother. "You're no better than dad."
"We're not having this discussion now. Get in the car, you're going."
"No!" Kyler protested, running away. She threw open the window and leapt out, running across the yard. Jack shot after her, concerned. She ran to his lake, falling to the ground and sobbing. Jack perched near her and looked over her face as she hiccuped and tried to calm down. She blinked rapidly and ran a hand through her hair. There was a red mark forming on her cheek.
Eventually, she looked up from the ground to gaze at the sky.
"Damn, Mab. Where are you?" She said. Jack suddenly got an idea. He bit his lip to concentrate. He used the butt of his staff to write 'up here, dummy' in frost on the ground. Kyler saw and smiled. 'What's wrong?' Jack wrote.
"Mom's being a jerk."
'Religion class?' Jack wrote. Kyler sighed.
"Yeah. She won't listen to me."
'Have you tried talking it out instead of yelling?'
"Yeah, but nothing's gotten better... I wish you were here," Kyler said, rubbing at her eyes as tears pricked at them. Jack smiled softly and wrote three words.
'Love you, sis.'
"I love you too." She said. She bursted into tears again, and Jack wished he could hug her without going through her. He hugged her anyways...
and didn't go through her. Jack was awed, but continued to rub the young girls back. She sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. So, he was her sister's spirit now... Sounded like fun!
"Mab? Are you there?" Kyler whispered. Jack entered the room and wrote on the bed with frost.
'I'm here. What's wrong?'
"I dunno. I just feel lonely," Kyler admitted. Jack quirked an eyebrow as he wrote.
'What's the real issue, Ky?'
"I feel so alone," She whispered. Jack felt concern wash over him as he observed the fragile 14-year-old. She had stopped growing, and stood at 5'4", five inches shorter than him. Her face was thinner, and her eyes were sharp and intelligent, but the playfulness and depression were still there. Her hair was buzzed on the right side, and her hair fell over her eyes on the left. It had gotten a lot more ginger. She was pale, but still pretty tan. Her freckles were more obvious on her cheekbones, nose, and shoulders.
'Ky, why is that?' Jack wrote, concerned. She hugged her legs to her chest and rested her chin on her knees.
"It feels like everyone hates me! They always seemed annoyed, or like they want me to go away."
'Ky, why would anyone hate you?'
"I don't know! I didn't do anything wrong! Maybe it's cause I'm extremely physical and it freaks them out? Or cause I'm really sarcastic? Or... I don't know!"
'Oh come on, Ky. You're amazing. You give the best hugs, you're really friendly, you're loyal, and-' Ky rubbed a hand through the frost to cut off who she believed was Mab.
"You don't understand! I have nightmares about stuff like this!"
'Stuff like this?' Jack repeated. She bowed her head.
"Social stuff. I feel nobody likes me, no one has a crush on me, and stupid stuff like that. I mean, I am a girl, so the 'no one has a crush on me!' thing is normal but... I feel that everybody finds me weird and disgusting."
'That's a bit extreme.' Jack wrote. He pursed his lips before writing. 'Ky... I have something to admit.'
"Yeah?" Kyler prompted, scrutinizing the frost.
'I'm not your sister Mab.' Jack admitted. Kyler's jaw dropped.
"But... what?" She gasped. "If you aren't Mab, who the hell are you?"
'Jack Frost.' Jack wrote. Kyler looked shell-shocked.
"What? But... you ass, you tricked me!" She hissed, not wanting to raise her voice.
'Sorry?' Jack wrote with a sheepish grin. Kyler rubbed her forehead.
"Well that explains the frost... How come you told me right now?" She asked, sounding exasperated and slightly embarrassed.
'Cause I like you. I mean, why would I stick around to bug you if I didn't?' Jack wrote with a smiley face. Kyler smirked.
"Like, or like-like?"
'Like. Don't get so excited, Ky.' Jack said, chuckling as he wrote. Kyler grinned.
"Good. Cause I can't date someone I can't see or hear," She said, laughing slightly. Jack chuckled and drew a picture of a stick figure sticking out its tongue. Ky stuck her tongue out in response.
"So... you were never my sister... This is awkward," Ky said. Jack shrugged and wrote, 'Only if you want it to be.'
"Hey, you're the jerk who tricked me... I'm just a bit confused," Ky admitted.
'Can't blame you.'
"Why me?" Ky asked. Jack drew a question mark. "I mean... Why are you choosing to talk to me?"
'Cause I wanted to.'
"Wow, that's specific!" Kyler said, rolling her eyes. Jack huffed and wrote:
'My hand's going to cramp so badly, ugh! Fine. Well, I saw you when you were a kid, and I felt bad. So I told myself that I'd keep an eye on you... Well, I'll admit, I forgot. So when I found you again-'
"When did you find me again?" Kyler asked.
'-when I first spoke to you. So I stuck around, especially since my home is Burgess Lake. And I began writing to you two years ago because I figured since you saw the M in the snow, why not? So I've been watching you since you were eight. I dunno, you're different.'
"Since I was eight?! Jesus Christ, Jack!" Kyler exclaimed.
"Kyler, who are you talking to?!" Irene called from down the hall.
"I'm on the phone, Ma!" Kyler called back instantly.
'Thats was fast.'
"You should know I'm used to lying," She muttered. Jack patted her head and she looked around. "That was you, right?"
'Yeah. For some reason, I can actually touch you...' Jack wrote.
"Am I right to assume you can't touch other humans?"
'Yup.' He wrote. Ky sighed.
"You must've been pretty lonely," She said sadly. Jack blinked rapidly at her. She seemed to be searching for him in front of her. She reached out a hand and her fingers brushed his cheek. "You're cold."
'Yeah...' He traced on her palm, the one touching his cheek. She smirked.
"What do you look like?" She wondered aloud. She got up and ran to her desk, picking up her camera. She turned and snapped a picture of him. He rubbed his eyes at the flash.
"Ow!" He exclaimed in annoyance. Kyler, who couldn't hear him, was looking at the picture.
"Hmmm..." She hummed thoughtfully. She walked to where she was previously sitting and held out the photo. It looked like there was a smudge in the middle of the picture. "Weird, right?"
'Yeah...' He wrote. Meanwhile, he exclaimed, "That is so freaking weird!"
"So... what do you want to do?" She asked. Jack shrugged, then realized she couldn't see him.
'What do you want to do?'
"Personally, I just want to sprawl in the snow and do nothing," Kyler admitted, shrugging. Jack grinned and kicked up his staff.
'Then let's go!'
"Thanks for the snow, Frost," Kyler said, relaxing into the freezing powder. Jack sat beside her, slightly fascinated at how she wasn't affected by the cold. Then again, Jack had spent a lot of time near her while she was growing up. Jack nudged her side with a smile, then wrote in the snow.
'Hey, I'm just glad you're not hissing and grabbing the salts.' He said. Ky laughed.
"Yeah, I hate it when they melt it with that chemical crap. I mean, if you can't handle the cold, suck it up and leave the others that enjoy it to frolick!"
'Frolick?' Jack repeated, also speaking, and laughed. Ky, as if sensing his laughter, threw a snowball at him. It hit his chest since he was too lazy to duck, and Kyler gasped, sitting bolt upright.
"I just saw your figure under the snow!" She said.
"Really?"
"Wait, did you just speak?" She asked. Jack nodded. She frowned and threw more snow at him. It stuck to his skin, and Ky grinned.
"Well, I can kind of see you. But I can hear you now!" She said.
"Really?" Jack repeated, stunned. She nodded, smiling brightly. "Good, cause my hand was cramping."
"Shut up!" Ky squealed, tackling him into the snow in a hug. Jack froze, shocked. Though he had hugged Ky before, it was never like this. It was him pretending to be a dead girl and hugging said dead girl's sister to cheer her up. Now, it was Ky hugging HIM, out of joy... because she could hear him! Jack wrapped his arms around Ky and smiled, chuckling. "It's good to finally hear your voice."
"Thanks, Ky," He said. He was glad he didn't have to be so silent anymore. Ky got off him and began making a snow angel with closed eyes.
"I mean, it's pretty hot."
"Ky, what the-!" Jack cut off as Ky began laughing. He shook his head with a grin. "You're crazy."
"Says the one who's been stalking me since I was eight," Ky retorted, smirking in Jack's general direction. Jack was suddenly glad she couldn't see him, because he was blushing.
"I was not stalking you!" He protested. Ky stuck out her tongue, and Jack threw snow at her. She yelped and got up before running inside. Jack laughed and flew up to her window, entering and smirking as she ran in and closed the door. She looked at the window.
"I know you're there, dork," She said. Jack pouted.
"How?"
"I didn't have the window open earlier," She said, falling onto her bed and closing her eyes. Jack closed said window and sat on the ledge.
"How aren't you cold?" He asked.
"I grew up with you, I'm used to it," She said. Jack was right. "Plus I'm Irish. I'm made for the cold."
"Right, cause you're a ruthless viking," Jack joked, smirking. Ky didn't bother with reacting, just rolled over onto her stomach. "How are you so tired?"
"I don't sleep," She muttered. Jack knew she had insomnia, but he didn't realize it was that bad. "I'm napping, wake me up in a half hour."
"Fine."