A/N Same as before. I don't own Jack or any other character, but I do own the writing and that's it. Any prompts you want me to write, please message me.


I sighed, floating above the yeti. They were useless to talk to. All brawn, no brains. They were pretty good with their hands, though, I had to give them that. Nimble. I landed on the Big Globe, plopping down with my staff standing upright. North wandered in, talking to one of the big yetis. I think the shaggy gray one was his personal guard, (not that he needed it-those swords he carried were SHARP) but it was hard to tell. I'd secretly dubbed North 'The Big Guy', a name I was sure he'd hate if he ever learned of it. Tough luck, big guy. That's what you get for making me live up at the Pole. I couldn't completely complain, though-it usually was pretty fun, and he let me out to play with the kids a few days a week. Still, it felt insanely cramped compared to what I was used to.

Probably by chance, he looked up to the globe and noticed me. "Jack! There you are!" He boomed in that accent of his. I rolled my eyes, but darted over to him. By darted, I mean jumped in the air, did a loop with my hands around a sign that said 'North Pole Workshop', and swung around my staff in a circle before landing in on the tip and balancing on the crooked top.

"Yeah? Whatyya want?" He turned his head down from the clattering sign flinging itself against the wall with the force of my impressive spiral to meet my eyes.

"I don't need anything, but I thought you might want to come with us. Just a trip around, to see the children?" That was weird. The other Guardians usually didn't invite me on their little joyrides to see the kids, a fact I'd made very clear of my disapproval of. Okay, so I dropped a snowball on the head of a few government men the first time. Big deal. I looked at him. We were nearly eye level, which didn't happen very often.

"Why now? It's been a few months, and it's almost summer…" Summer. My least favorite time of year. Okay, so I could always go to Russia or something, but I liked the kids in the U.S. better. Mostly because snow was more special to them, a gift rather then just a chore. North shrugged.

"You are a Guardian now. Why not act the part?" That was… weird. He was treating me like an equal. At first, the big guy had seemed to follow the Bunny's lead and treat me like a teenager-being careful and scolding me for EVERYTHING, even the little pranks that didn't hurt anybody- but now he seemed to be thinking of me as… as one of them. Someone useful.

Why not? You are, aren't you? A small, hopeful voice in my head seemed to chirp. Hmm… the voice was right. Being around others really was… nice. Even though I'd had to get used to a few rules, and sometimes they argued, the rest of the Guardians felt like… well, like my family. The one I'd lost a long time ago, and was just beginning to find again. They cared, (even Bunny, little as he might show it) they wanted me to be safe and happy. I felt a grin spreading across my face.

"Yeah… let's go." I had a whole life ahead of me, and my… myfamily would be there every single step of the way.

They were as different as each snowflake I loved to design, but they opened a new part of me I suddenly couldn't bear to be without. Love and caring.