Chapter 2 Jack's Curiosity
Peter zoomed quickly through the sky, chasing after his dear friend, Tinkerbell. Jack was holding her closely in his hand, her face pressed up against his chest, still unconscious. Jack's left hand was gripping onto the staff stretching it forward with all his strength guiding his way through the skies leaving a freezing wind behind him.
"TIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINK!" Peter yells from far behind.
Jack glances back and sees Peter desperately chasing after him. Jack turns over on his back and holds Tinkerbell up to his face. "Let's make this fun shall we?" He tucks Tinkerbell into his jacket pocket and puts both hands behind his head and zips fast with a kick of his bare cold feet.
Peter notices Tinkerbell moving faster. Peter picks up his speed.
Jack yells, "If you can catch me, I'll let you have her back!" knowing clearly well he cannot be heard.
Jack performed loop de loops around Peter and zig-zagged marvelously around Peter. Peter tried to keep up but Jack was cheating by using the cold winds as obstacles. Peter's temperature was quickly decreasing and his lips were starting to chap up from him licking his lips. Then, Peter crashed into a tall tree and was knocked unconscious and fell down onto the ground.
"Ooohh," Jack ooh-ed wincing at the sight of the crash, "Ah, you'll never catch me if you are looking down there!"
Jack rushed down to where Peter landed and saw that some of his clothes were tore up from the fall. Jack looked up and noticed the pine needles and broken branches from the trees above. "Uh, I give you a 3 for landing but a 10 for effort on landing so fabulously!" Jack laughed loudly, so loudly it woke up Tinkerbell.
Tinkerbell flew out of his pocket slowly, touching her forehead. Her vision was blurry and can see colors moving around so quickly like a kaleidoscope. "Where...? Peter...? Jack...?"
"Woah, hey there little fairy, what are you doing?" teased Jack, smiling so brightly his teeth shined of pure white, like snow.
Tinkerbell groaned. "Mmhm... Peter?" Her vision cleared up slowly and she saw Jack leaning his back against the staff that was standing up perfectly straight. "JACK!"
"Yes it's me, Jack." He smirked.
"I cannot believe it's you! The one and only Jack Frost! I'm sorry I didn't recognize you before!"
"Wait, how do you know me?" Jack's attitude changed which made him lose focus and fall backwards onto his staff. "WAH!"
"Jack!" Tinkerbell squealed. She hovered over him. "Are you alright?"
Jack slowly got up and picked up his staff. He groaned, "Yeah I am fine. So what's a tooth fairy like you doing out here with this kid? Are you stalking his loose tooth so you can have the tooth all to yourself or something?"
"What! No! I am not a tooth fairy! I am a tinker fairy! And there is no way I would stalk anything, especially teeth!"
"Oh, I see. You are stalking him so you can have him all to yourself. Very possessive tooth fairy." Jack said, cheekily.
Tinkerbell's face turned bright red again and ducked her face under her bangs. "No, no, Peter is my close friend who I look after. AND I AM NOT A TOOTH FAIRY! I AM A TINKER FAIRY!"
Jack became a little more serious. "So what's a Tinker Fairy?"
"We tinker things!" she shouted with pride and joy.
"What for?"
"Well, to help things out for the seasons. We fairies in Neverland always make the changes of the seasons her-"
"Wait, Neverland?"
"Yup, it's a place where boys and girls never grow up and it's filled with mermaids, pirates, crocodiles, Indians and us fairies. And it's also where me and Peter live! Peter and I always fight off pirates and save Indians and stop mermaids from drowning everyone and we make sure everything is in perfect balance with fun!"
"You got to be kidding me?" Jack lost all interest, he couldn't believe what he was hearing until he saw Peter's face. He turned toward Peter, covered with leaves and bark. Jack hopped next to Peter gazing at his dusty, cute face. "You guys have some place you can call home. And your home is so magical and adventurous. What's more? You guys have purpose there. You are guys are needed and seems like you're loved by everyone. So lucky."
Tinkerbell slowly hovered to Jack putting a hand on his cold shoulder. "Jack," she whispered.
Jack moved closer to Peter's face. Why is his face so dirty? he thought. Jack moved in closer. His lips were only half an inch away from Peter's. Jack's heart started to race quickly and harder. It felt good to him yet it was quite painful. Tinkerbell jumped off of Jack and was burning up so much, steam was coming off her face.
What are they doing? What is THE Jack Frost doing to THE Peter Pan? Why do I feel so excited? thought Tinkerbell as she watched them silently, picturing this moment like it was a romantic movie. She pictured the leaves on the ground were now rose petals and the bark were snow patches on Peter's chest. The grassy area was now covered in a blanket of snow. The trees were sparkling brightly upon the wonderful sight of Jack and Peter. The fairy dance song was playing in her mind creating the lovely mood. Everything looked much brighter in her vision. She predicted much more naughty actions from Jack as for he may rip Peter's shirt off and lick his nipples slowly trying to arouse Peter. Normally, if any woman/girl were to try to seduce Peter, she would be right there to stop them, however, for it is a boy who is trying to get his way with her Peter, she is dumbfounded and seems to accept it. Tinkerbell feels the need to say something but nothing comes out as she opens her mind in awe. Jack closes his eyes and inhales slowly before he moves pushes his lips against Peter's.
Jack's first kiss with Peter was nothing like how imagined it. The warmth in his heart went away and Peter felt empty and cold as if nothing was there. Jacked moved his lips around to get a better feel of it however there was nothing that distinguished that he was kissing anybody. Jack opened his eyes and saw that his face was infused with Peter's. Jack jumped back screaming staring at Peter with fearful eyes.
"I-I-I can't... I can't touch him... I can't touch him until he believes in me." Jack explained to himself. "I can't kiss him until he believes in me."
Jack got up and picked up his staff, kicking the staff up into the air and grabbing it. He mutters, "How disappointing. An immortal guy can't even try that."
Tinkerbell recovered herself and flew to Jack and asked, "Why-Why did you kiss him? Or at least try to? And why do you go through him like a ghost?"
Jack answered, "because I thought he was like me. Immortal. Forever a kid. But I was wrong. You see, fairy-"
"Tink-er-bell!"
Jack raised an eye brow and cleared his throat, "well, Tinkerbell, because I am not believed in, I cannot be seen, heard or felt. I do not hold any true grounded state to this world because no one has faith in me. No one believes in me. I am nothing and I don't know how to fix that."
Tinkerbell listened to Jack's story of being alone and watching everyone being happy with other people. How he could not remember anything before that day at the frozen lake. Only the man in the moon told him his name. Tinkerbelll listened carefully about Jack's life and came to an idea.
"Wait, Jack! I know plenty of people that believe in you back in Neverland! You'll be able to be with people who like worship you on a daily basis!"
Jack couldn't believe his ears. People who like me in another dimension? People who believe in what I do and who I am? This is too good to be true!
"Tinkerbell! You are saying that if I go with you to Wonderland-"
"NEVERLAND! WE DON'T HAVE CRAZY RABBITS AND MEN WHO KEEP DRINKING TEA AND A CRAZY MENTAL PATIENT WHO LIKES TO CHOP OFF THE HEADS OF CARDS!"
"Oh right! That's from a book I over heard about!" Jack blushed and apologized to Tinkerbell. "Anyway, so when i go to Neverland I will feel right at home and be believed in?"
"Tink's honor!"
"Then what are we waiting for we got to go there right now!" Jack grabbed Tinkerbell and zoomed up into the sky and headed north.
Tinkerbell screamed as loud as she can, "JACK, STOP! FIRST OF ALL THIS IS THE WRONG WAY AND WE LEFT PETER BACK IN THE FOREST!"
Jack stopped on a dime and returned back to Peter landing down gracefully and light like a snowflake. "Whoops, sorry about that." Jack snicked.
"I can't believe you. You sorta kiss my Peter, and then you just leave him after you are done? I don't approve anymore, you pig!"
Jack inquired, "Approve anymore of what?"
Tinkerbell didn't even know what she was saying. So she ignored the question. "We got to take Peter with us to Neverland. We can't leave him alone here and he might be hurt much worse than we thought."
"Do you want me to drop him off at a hospital?" joked Jack.
"NO! Humans can't know about Peter! He is a boy that never grows up! If he doesn't return to Neverland he will grow up and never be able to return ever again."
"Melodramatic much. Well then, what do you expect us to do next. We can't just wait for him to wake up I wanna go now!"
"Would you be patient! I am trying to figure that out!Gosh taking care of one cute brat is hard enough!"
"Aww, so you think I am cute?"
"SHUT UP!" Tinkerbell's rage made her stomp away some of her pixie dust and some trickled onto Peter's hat. The hat slowly rose up into the air without stopping. Jack quickly rushed to catch it so it didn't fly away.
"Woah! His hat is alive?" exclaimed Jack.
Tinkerbell said, "No it was probably my pixie dust. Pixie dust is what makes me fly and also it makes other things-" Tinkerbell birthed an idea. "Wait, how about I shower Pixie dust on him to make his body float up and that way we can fly him up to Neverland and take him home!"
"That's a great idea!" Jack danced around with his staff jumping with glee. "Then I can feel wanted and believed in!"
"Right!" Tinkerbell started to pour as much pixie dust as she could onto Peter. In no time, Peter floated off the ground and was airborne. "Yes I did it! Now Jack all you got to do is steer him with your wind and he will be home free!"
"You got it!"
Tinkerbell got behind Peter and shot more pixie dust at him to move forward. Jack manipulated the winds to bring him high into the sky and together, the three of them were going home.
