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"Jack! Good to see you," said North with a tick Russian accent from the chair he was sitting in, "Have you heard? Of course you have heard! Everyone has heard! Can you believe it?"
"I guess that's why the meeting has been rescheduled." Jack said with a smirk on his face.
Yes nodded Sanderson and pointed that he had to sit down. Jack and Aster did so.
After the meeting was over Jack found himself back in his office. North has given him a file, with in it everything they had on F.E.A.R.-Corp. He sat down in his chair and went through it. He read every new article, interview, slogan and name of employee there was in it. Still he had no idea how to push back. North has given him the task of dealing with Pitch since Jack didn't had a particular division of his own yet.
He looked outside, it was becoming a habit of him. Instead of doing his work he would watch the outside world. Most of his ideas came into his head this way, so hoping it would happen again he watched and watched and watched. Nothing. He turn back to his desk and looked at the time on his computer. 12.58! Oh no! He thought and started running to the elevator.
On his way he bumped into Manny, the big boss's child. He was small, round and bald. He had always a smile on his face until now.
"Wheeeeee" came out of the mouth of the little boy. Jack tried with everything he could to cheer him back up, but it had no use, just then he felt some coins in his pocket and quickly thought of something.
"Hey, don't cry. Here use this to buy an ice cream at the machine, ok?"
The kid nodded and ran down the hall. He looked back at his watch. 12.59. Oh boy. As fast as he could, he ran to the stairs and went to the flour of the Yeti department. Outside of his office stood Phil already waiting.
"What so you change it to later and still come late?"
"Hey, sorry. Lost track of time." Phil who had an annoyed look on his face let Jack into his office to start his second meeting.
A few minutes into the meeting.
"I still think they have to be red." Jack said while discussing the colour of the new toy that was going to launch.
"Red, Blue than Red again. Why won't you make up your mind?! Last time you said they had to be red so I'm staying with that choice!"
"Woah, why all the excitement? You got to relax a bit." Jack said while leaning back in his chair.
"Really, like you?" He gave him a sceptical look.
Jack nodded yes. Phil leaned forward on the desk and looked at Jack.
"Then how is it going with Pitch?" Jack's face froze. He gulped and kept looking at Phil with a blank expression.
"Good," he cleared his throat and spoke again, "very good."
"You sure there buddy?"
"Yes! So blue it is!" Not wanting to continue the conversation he walked out of the room and back, again, to his office.
In his office he found a pile of papers that were left by his assistant. It was a big pile, but everything was better than having to discuss the colour of toys with Phil who kept underestimating him. He sighted. Today was not his day.
Outside of his office he heard noises, of a build board being placed on the roof of a lower bank building next to theirs. How did he know that? Well he might have been staring out of the window again. He couldn't help himself that just that build board had to be there, hers of all. He went through his hair and looked back at the papers. One by one, he got to the bottom of the pile. When the last one was finished he looked at the clock and saw that he had still a half an hour until his next meeting. Looking back out of the window he decided that the build board was maybe right to call her. After all, just like it said in those think cursive Boudreaux coloured letters, Need advice or help? Just call and we have the solution!
Pondering above the phone, not sure if he should call her, he waited and waited. Just then when he almost got the courage, his alarm went off for the next meeting.
"Well, it is going to be for another time." He lied to himself. As he packed his back his phone started to ring. And what would you know, it was her. He gulped and slowly moved the phone next to his ear.
"Hello?" he said nervously.
"Am I speaking to Mister Frost?" She said in a soft but sweat French accent.
"I know it is you AC."
"Mais, oui, of course. I wanted to call you about Pitch. I know how North always gets his belly turned upside down because of a treat and he can often take it out on one of you, and since you're the newest member of the board with fresh ideas, plus he sees potential in you, I thought of offering my advice. But if you don't want it you don't have to. What do you say?" Jack who was still a little bit startled from the fast speaking woman on the other side of the line, managed to respond something.
"Well, actually I got It under control," He didn't.
"Sweaty, I can hear in your voice that you are lying, so I'm scheduling you in for over ten minutes. Great! See you then bye!" with that she hanged up, leaving Jack ones again startled. Realising he had a meeting, again, he jumped out of his office chair to go to sandy, with whom he had the meeting.
Arriving at Sandy's office, he stormed in a quickly tried to explain that he had another last call meeting with AC. Sandy who understood Jack's gibberish all too well, nodded and gave him a little good luck smile. Jack smiled back and ran out of the door, to the elevator.
Ones arrived at the big cream coloured mansion on the outside of town, he drove up to the gate. He sighted before pressing the bell to call for a person to let him inside the gates. The building was in Roman, Greek style with a few marble columns around the entrees. Everything had a pink shine and the yard was filled with hundreds of rose bushes. Everywhere, you could smell the heavenly perfume of those roses and chocolate. The building was owned by the same person whose company was and always will be on the number one place of stocking markets. Guardian industries has held the second place on that ladder for almost as long, with Arendelle corporations on the third and now F.E.A.R.-Corp on fourth. Jack knew that this was the place to ask help. In stocking races and battles, they had never losed, only he didn't knew how much of his ego it would cost of her help.
He pressed the button and that a man in a tux had appeared on the screen.
"I'm her to see, AC." He said while looking in the camera.
"Name?" The man asked with an ice cold expression on his face.
"Jack Frost, we're old acquaintances." From the back he could hear the same soft voice as on the phone again, that said to let him in.
At the end of the driveway stood a woman dressed in a dark red T-shirt, with under that a bright pink tutu like skirt. On both her hands she had a golden bracelet and around her neck a necklace with a single hart. On her feet she had nude pumps that made her tiny complexion seem big. Her lips were as red as the roses, Jack saw planted everywhere, which hold a sneaky smile that made her look like she was up to something. Then again when wasn't she?
"Jack, how wonderful to see you." She said with a big smile while shaking the hand that he held out before her.
"It's also great to see you again Amour." He said with a less big, but still slightly meant full smile.
"Come, let's go inside. It's cold." She turned around and started walking inside.
"I don't mind."
"Oui, mais, nobody has that unfreezable skin of yours." She gave him a little smile again and kept walking. Jack had to laugh at that and watched her go inside before he followed.
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