AN- Next chappie! This one is the same, just in Jamie's POV so you can skip it if you want. I just thought it might be wanted. Please R&R!
Disclaimer: I do not own ROTG… I don't even see the point of a disclaimer since it is fairly obvious that I don't own the movie. I mean sheesh if William Joyce were to be cooped up in a room writing fanfiction, I would get scared.
Jamie's POV
"Bye mom! Be back soon!"
I had just walked out to the pond. Jack's pond to be exact. Sophie was happy and content with her stuffed bunny.
I stopped dead in my tracks. Was that? No it couldn't be… but still.
"Who's there?" I had heard him say. I was 99% positive it was him. I had to make sure.
"Jack…?" I said as I walked forward to get a better look.
"Jamie? Good I thought I would go through this alone. Look I ran into Father Time. He turned me human, okay? Help?" My suspicions were correct. The person in front of me was Jack Frost.
An idea struck me. I smirked at him. I could tell by the look in his eyes he got the hint I had a master plan and he was a part of it. At least he didn't notice my quick glance to his feet.
I decided to procrastinate for a bit. "You could stay with me! How old are you again Jack?"
I could see the pure confusion in his eyes. At least he answered.
"14, why you asking?" YES! My master plan would work!
I said the dreaded, "That means you have to go to school soon. And wear shoes."
I was about to fall over laughing from the pure look of hatred in his eyes.
"There is no way I am going to wear shoes!" As if that would stop me. I was set on my plan.
I did the dreaded puppy dog face until I heard his 'fine' with his arms sagged down and his head down low.
I instantly burst into ultra-hyper happy mode. "YAY! And then I can introduce you to my mom! And we could walk to school together! And, and-"
He said something else about checking to see if my mom is okay with that and to slow down but I didn't listen that well. I was way too happy.
I motioned him to follow me with my hand and ran. He quickly ran and followed me.
We reached my house where I quickly asked my mom in the loudest and most persuasive way I could. Also sprinkling in his age.
My mom pitied how young the boy was to be homeless and said he could stay.
We walked up the stairs to my mom. I was jumping up and down, but I could tell my mom was talking to him. He nodded and I brought him to Sophie.
Sophie looked up to the people entering her room with a look of confusion at the 'stranger' next to me smirking and waving.
What she said surprised both of us. "Who are you?"
I could tell jack was trying to contain his laughter and when he caught his breath he spoke up.
"Don't you remember me, Sophie? I'm Jack; Jackson Overland Frost. I'm the winter spirit, snow bringer, guardian of fun, prankster. You know the one who 'works' with Bunny?"
It was just then I had realized how much Jack left out about himself.
"You're middle name is Overland? And I thought your name was just Jack and not 'Jackson'. What else have you not told me? Like the brown hair and eyes as a human thing…?" I looked at Sophie after I said that to see her trying to 'braid' his hair by getting to strands and twisting them together.
"Well, the brown hair and eyes is because before I was a spirit, I was a human. When I became a spirit, my hair and eyes changed to what you're used to. Up until the Easter, I had no memories of my past life. I saw my memories and voila! I saw I had a family…"
"What happened to them?" I almost face palmed myself. If he hadn't told me it must have not been good.
"Well, I'm not so sure. Like I said, I didn't have my memories until Easter. But I had a sister and a widow for a mom. My dad died a year after my sister was born."
Due to hearing that he had a sister, Sophie spoke up.
"Jack, Sissy look like?"
"She had brown hair that went well past her shoulders. Copper eyes and looked like me. She had side-bangs. Her name was Rosie and she was 7 years old when I… died. Her best friend could have been her identical twin. The only difference was their hair color."
I saw the hesitation in his voice when he told me that he died. I instantly went from happy to worry. It didn't hurt him did it?
"Jack, how did you… um die? And when?"
"It was the year 1712 on the Burgess Pond, and I was ice skating with my sister. She had been pressuring me to go skating since Christmas. So it was December 28 and we thought the lake would be frozen enough to go skating so we rushed on. I showed her some tricks and she had just done a trick in the middle when I realized that the ice was nowhere near as thick as I thought it would be. You see, we had really short winters. There was Rosie, standing in the middle with a web of cracks around her. I took of my skates to try to be lighter to grab her to no avail.
"'Jack I'm scared.' She had said to me. I told her that it would be like playing hopscotch. After some persuading, she had been close enough for me to get my staff and swing her to the edge. It was too bad that the momentum sent me to the middle. I had known I wouldn't survive from when I realized I couldn't get to her but the smile of success she gave me… it made me want to escape. Her smile was the last thing before I fell in. I had drowned in the icy, cold depths of the lake."
I stared at him with awe before I felt tears starting to run down my cheeks. I could tell by the way he acted it hurt. Sophie grabbed my hand and we walked over to Jack.
We all had a group hug. I felt Jack fluff my hair before I realized I wasn't the only one crying. We all had tears running down our faces.
