Hello everybody! So this story has only been up about 6 days and there are already 11 followers. What the hell? I AM SO UNWORTHY! Seriously, it blows my little fangirl mind! So yeah, I love you all.

This story is dedicated to my best friend, Nervartius. hope you like it Narvy.

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"No."

"Aww, c'mon Jack. It wouldn't be that bad."

"I said no."

"It would just be in the morning. That's it. There's almost nobody there that early anyways."

"What part of no do you not understand?"

"It would only be for a month. And you would get paid and everything mate. It would be some extra money for you. You could get your kids some new toys and books."

Jack cursed Aster in his head. He knew all of Jack's weak spots. He spoke the truth though, Jack sighed. His kids had been begging him for some new books for story time and the school was too cheap to put more money for that into the budget.

"You're going to owe me big time Bunny," Jack mumbled as he took another sip of coffee. Aster pumped his fist into the air.

"Alright! You're the best mate!" Jack rolled his eyes.

"You'd better believe it," he mumbled. There was a moment of silence before Jack spoke up again.

"Where are you going to be anyways," Jack asked. Aster sighed and rubbed his forehead.

"I'm helping the folks move down to Florida." Jack's sudden and loud laughter echoed through Aster's small shop.

"Florida," Jack gasped. Aster nodded slowly, which only sent Jack into another fit of laughter. After a minute or two, Jack finally calmed down.

"I didn't think they were that old," Jack said as he wiped a tear from his eye.

"They're not. Da got a job offer down there."

"Ah. I see. So when do I start?"

"Tomorrow. 4:00am. I'll meet you here and walk you through your first day. You can leave around 7:30, that's when Beth will get here. That gives you enough time to get to the school, yeah?" Jack felt his eyelid twitch.

"Four? AM?" Aster nodded.

"Is that gonna be a problem mate?" Jack sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"No, I'll be here at four Bunny." Aster patted him on the back.

"Attaboy. So I'll see you tomorrow then?" Jack stood up and stretched.

"Yeah, see you tomorrow." Jack made sure to pick up his remaining coffee before walking out into the cold. He stood outside the door for a moment while he thought about where to go next.

It was about 7 o'clock that evening, so Jack had about an hour before he had to go home and grade papers and look at his lesson plans and other teacher stuff. Jack looked down at his feet.

"So where are we going now guys?" Jack's feet did a little tap dance before they decided to go left. Jack watched the buildings and cars go by as he continued to walk down the sidewalk, with people passing him by left and right. That was one of the reasons why Jack loved the city so much, there was always something going on, and it was never boring.

Five minutes later, Jack smiled as his feet came to a stop.

The Sleigh; the most popular toyshop in town. Run by none other than Jack's friend, Nicholas , or just North as he was known as to his friends.

Jack stepped into the shop. The place smelled of cinnamon and Christmas, and the red walls were decorated for the coming Christmas season. All the children and parents that still occupied the shop this late in the day surprised Jack.

"Jack! Good to see you!" Jack turned at the booming voice to see North. Jack smiled at his large Russian friend.

"Good to see you too North. Looks like you're pretty busy," Jack said gesturing to the small children laughing and giggling at the wondrous toys on display. North laughed.

"Well, everyone loves the Sleigh." Jack nodded.

"I guess they do."

"So Jack, what can I do for you?" Jack shrugged.

"Just thought I'd stop by before heading home. Didn't think you'd be this busy."

"Well, it is almost Christmas time."

"Yeah, I guess you have a point. I think I'll just look around for a bit before I head home." North clapped Jack on the shoulder, causing Jack to jerk forward and almost spill his coffee.

"Alright, stay as long as you like Jack." With that, North turned and went to talk to some of his young customers. Jack gazed in wonder at all the toys, thinking about how much his kids would love them.

Half an hour passed before Jack finally walked out back into the cold and headed home. After Jack got home, he went through his plans for the next day for a bit before he climbed into bed.

XXXXX

BEEEEEEP!"Aster Bunnymund, I am going to gut you in your sleep," Jack mumbled as he opened an eye to look at the clock.

3 AM. Jack groaned as he rolled out of bed, only to land on the floor.

"Ow." Forty-five minutes later, Jack was stumbling out the door on the way to his new part-time job.

XXXXX

"Sorry Jack, I can only stay for about an hour. I gotta go down sooner than I'd planned." Jack couldn't help but groan at those words as he put on his apron and nametag.

An hour later, Bunny had explained everything and was walking out the door, leaving a bored, tired, and cranky Jack in his wake.

Jack made himself a cup of coffee and sipped at it while he leaned on the counter. An hour later, Jack could tell you how many tiles cover the floor and was on his second cup of coffee. Jack slumped against the counter.

"I'm so bored," he moaned, sounding like one of his kids.

That's when a little "ding" sounded through the store as someone walked in. Jack immediately straightened up and plastered a smile on his face.

"Welcome to the Warren! What can I. . .get. . .you," Jack's happy demeanor slowly died as he locked eyes with the man who walked in.

It's the dick from yesterday!

The man raised his eyebrow and sneered.

"You," the man's voice dripped poison, "What the hell are you doing here?" Jack swallowed nervously before he false courage kicked in.

"Bunny's going to be out for a month and I got the early shift."

The man, (who was actually quite attractive now that Jack got a good look at him) sighed and shook his head.

"Wonderful," the man raised his head, "Well, as long as you can get my order right and control your gangly limbs, it should be fine."

Gangly limbs? Jack was half-tempted to examine his arms. They weren't THAT skinny!

"What can I get you then," Jack mumbled.

"Medium coffee please." Jack paused before he punched it into the register.

"That's it? Nothing in it? No doughnut or actual form of food?" The man rolled his eyes.

"Just get me the coffee please."

"$1.50 please." The man handed Jack his debit card. Jack was about to complete the transaction when he got a good look at the card. The man's name in particular.

He looked at the man, then back at the card. Then back at the man again.

"Kozmotis Pitchiner? What kind of name is that?" Koz's jaw twitched.

"Just get me the damn coffee." Jack raised his hands in surrender as he handed the card back. While Jack went about making Koz's coffee, a thought popped into Koz's head.

"What about your name?" Koz smiled when he saw Jack stiffen.

"What about it?"

"Your name tag says your name is Jack and your hair is white. Is your last name Frost too?" The young man stopped in his tracks in his tracks just as he picked up a black marker to mark Koz's cup. He mumbled incoherently.

"What was that?"

"Yes. My last name is Frost," Jack mumbled a little louder. There was silence in the small cafe before Koz's deep laughter echoed through the place.

The sound startled Jack. This man was the last man he ever expected to laugh. Jack only thought about how lovely his laugh sounded for a second before anger surged through Jack.

Oh, it was on like Donkey Kong.

Jack's mind raced as he thought of his revenge. Then he had it. With a smirk, he scribbled on Koz's cup and set it on the counter.

"Your coffee, Sir," Jack said, his voice level. Koz finally calmed down and wiped a tear from his eye as he took his cup and walked out the door.

"It's been a pleasure Frosty," he called out before he stepped outside. Jack felt his cheeks heat up in anger, or at least that's what he told himself.

XXXXX

For the first time in weeks, Kozmotis Pitchiner was in a good mood.

"Who the hell names their kid Jack Frost," Pitch chuckled to himself as he stepped onto the elevator. For reasons Koz couldn't explain, that tickled his funny bone more than anything else had in a while. Part of it was also the fact the man's name was worse than his.

The young man's reaction had been quite amusing as well. The blush on his cheeks stood out painfully against his pale skin and white hair. It was almost . . .cute.

Koz still had a smile on his face when he stepped off of the elevator to be greeted by Elizabeth and Jeremy O'Brien. Jeremy was a fellow lawyer and a friend of Koz's. They had gone to law school together and still kept in touch.

Koz rather liked Jeremy, he wasn't obnoxious and was always polite. He was also one of the few people that had stuck by Koz during the worst part of Koz's life.

Koz greeted him with a smile and shook his hand.

"It's nice to see you Jeremy. How are you?" Jeremy didn't answer right away, a barely contained laugh on his lips and his eyes lingering on Koz's coffee cup.

"I'm doing fine Koz, or do you prefer Kozzy now?"

"What," Koz gritted out through his teeth. Jeremy pointed to the cup.

Sure enough, in cure, swirling cursive was Kozzy. Koz clenched his jaw even harder.

"Frost," he mumbled under his breath.


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