So, hello. I've been working on the arch and it's 4 chapters. I've got two of them done, but I wanna post them all at once. The other two are currently being written and I wanted to put the first two under revision. So that'll take a while, I'm hoping to post them sometime in the next two weeks. Maybe I'll post them individually and not all at once if they are taking too long.

In the meantime, here's something to chew on until I'm done. Slightly longer than my first two, but it does give you a good view of how I wanted Jack's seasonal job as well as the rest of the seasonals depicted. Hope you enjoy!

Winter Solstice

Winter was his season. He was working on a 24 hour clock and had no shift subs - no one else could make it snow and he couldn't just stop. He was the only seasonal spirit for winter - The Spirit of Winter - so he was the only one who could fulfill Mother Nature's requirements for winter. Although Mother Nature was as much of a phrase in the spirit world as in the mortal world. The phrase 'Mother Nature' was actually referring to a collective group of seasonal and elemental spirits.

The role he'd been assigned; the job that he was created for, there was an entire season he had to keep track of. As much as he wished it was not, and no matter how nochelant or easygoing or free spirited he acted, winter was hard work. Not that he'd ever admit it.

He was thrown around the world by the wind creating blizzards and snow days. Jack knew where to go because he didn't. The wind flung him around and he wouldn't try to control it, it would take him exactly where he needed to go, and if he wanted to go somewhere the wind would let it ride an air current. It was sort of like a deal - Jack would do the wind's bidding of snow and cold, and the wind would in turn provide transportation and - to Jack - fun. The wind had never trusted anybody else like he trusted Jack. Not even Father Winter - the now retired winter spirit was probably sleeping in a glacier for eternity.

Anyway, it was safe to say some years were more hectic than others. And with Jack's luck it was very hectic this year. It had been a few months since they had defeated Pitch. It was also the first winter the winter spirit would be spending with the Guardians. Or rather not. The wind barely gave him time to make sure all the lakes in each town was solid ice - so no kids would fall through. It had been flinging him around the world like a rag doll for the past 3 days, non stop.

He wasn't the only one who was busy. It was three weeks before Christmas, so North was hustling to get stuff done too. And the last time Jack had been to the workshop, North had been swamped. Since Pitch ruined Easter, he was determined to make this the best Christmas in a long time. Bunny had even helped out and Tooth came in and out to help too - leaving her fairies on mostly autopilot. Sandy even dropped in and left 24 times a day - for the different time zones- to quickly spread dream sand throughout the world's time zones. Jack would drop in every now and then and help paint or wrap a present - making Jack busier than he'd ever been. He wouldn't stay long, but none of the Guardians seemed to notice, they all were far too busy.

Finally the wind had died down and carressed Jack, as if saying it was time for a break. Jack let out a breathe he didn't know he was holding and the wind was already pushing him towards the pre-set destination until Christmas.

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December 4

The Guardians, were currently taking a break. They had been running thesleves ragged the past week, now it was only 3 more weeks til' Christmas. They decided a 20 minute break wouldn't kill them - Phil's glare at them from across the room that said if you so much as move I will maim you might have.

Bunny was warming his feet near the fire. Sandy was drinking his third glass of eggnog. And North was eating cookies.

Tooth shut her eyes a bit. She felt like she was forgetting something, but she had left Tooth Palace in good hands - Baby Tooth was capable of just about anything with her fiercely determined attitude. She was getting daily reports twice a day, and everything was in order.

"Mm, hey where's Jack?" Tooth asked as her eyes grazed over the other Guardians.

"Winter Spirit is busy during winter. No?" North replied chomping on his thirteenth cookie. Tooth looked thoughtful.

"I guess so." she seemed more distracted. There was just something that bothered her. When was the last time Jack was here?

Her thoughts were cut off by a strong gust of wind blowing open the large windows and a bunch of snow came in. With it a white haired teen. Think of the devil and he shall return - or something like that.

"Watch where ye're snowing, Frostbite!" Bunny yelled turning to reprimand the winter spirit. Jack gave his mischievous smile a beat too late for Tooth's liking . The boy looked like a mess. Hair more messy than usual, clothes hanging off of him in a frantic way. He was slightly out of breath, and the bags under his eyes told them he could use sleep, but didn't desperately need it.

Seasonal spirits went non-stop when their season rolled around. They would usually be on an adrenaline high throughout their season but then started to burn out when there was a week or two left of it. If the season was busy enough they wouldn't be heard of for the next 2-7 days after they wrapped up their season. Winter and Summer were the more busy seasons, Spring and Fall were more like transition seasons. Spring cleaning up the snow and having new plants grow, and Fall cleaning up the plants and getting the land ready for the more frigid temperature. They weren't as busy as Summer and Winter. Summer had to make sure the heat was at a good temperature and the clouds were angled right, so that more things could grow. Winter had to make sure snow and cold and ice got to where it needed to be. When their seasons were over for the rest of the world they would switch hemispheres - but usually the world was on a universal season timer - or go do their year-round jobs -like summer would go to the desert and winter would go to the poles and mountains. A seasonal spirit's work was never ever done.

Jack had more energy than most seasonal spirits do - in their season - out of his season. So the guardians were somewhat curious what Jack was like in his season. Usually the frost child was playful and mischievous. They were looking forward to seeing him in work mode - especially Bunny. But unfortunately they've been so busy they've forgotten that part. Seasonal adrenaline only went through the spirits because their body was built to be in full swing for a few months and then they lightly use their powers during the rest of the year to store their full powers during their season. It was an automatic thing, so Jack had no choice but to be in work mode.

The thing is, Jack didn't very abnormal about it. He acted like he always did, they figured the lack of pranks were just a sign of respect towards North; so his ice didn't mess anything up. They had no idea how much Jack was extending himself just to spend a few minutes.

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December 13

He was starting to feel a little useless looking at the others. Bunny was here mostly full time - he had to check on his googies every now and then. Tooth was here half-time - to go check on her fairies. And Sandy was here, like quarter time, but still that was more than him. If they were going by proportions Jack assumed he'd be there like less than 5 percent of the time.

He just stopped by and checked through North's prototypes. Jack interacts with the kids more than the other guardians, and he was a kid - well compared to them he was and he had the body of a 17 year old, that isn't an adult quite yet. So he'd be the perfect person to look over his plans and make any last minute adjustments to make the toys a little more modern. Jack would quickly look over the plans and would jot down some notes, since most of the time North wasn't in the office.

The previous week he'd go through the workshop from the globe room, but this week was even more demanding in his seasonal job then last week. He opened a window in North's office so he could go in and out. He had 20 minutes at most. The wind would bang on the windows if her took any longer. He had no time to say hi to the yetis or other Guardians or sneak a cookie. He had to be as productive as possible. He wouldn't let them down. Even if he couldn't see them, he'd do his job and make them proud. Plus they'd know if he dropped by and understood if he couldn't say hello. They had enough common sense that he couldn't hunt for them and be efficient at the same time. They weren't in North's office when he came, but they knew he'd come by the chill in the air and the note he left behind but never signed.

So as Jack flew into North's office again he was surprised to see Sandy there. Honestly, he probably shouldn't have been so surprised. Sandy was probably the only other guardian who kept up with modern culture. He gave dreams to kids, so he'd know what they want more then even him.

"Hey Sandy. How's it going?" He flew over to look at what the golden man was working on. Sandy waved and pointed happily to the paper waving them around in excitement and making sand symbols above his head that Jack's slightly slower than usual mind could barely keep up.

"Yeah, okay should I check on the boat then." His voice was raspier due to disuse and his winded composer. Sandy made a question mark and had a concerned look on his face, the papers in his hand following his arms and going down with them. Excitent was gone now. He was worried.

"I'm fine, it's just the cold rush." the winter teen said and couldn't help but through a careless smile before he turned to the oversized paper with a boat on it. Sandy shrugged and turned back to his paper, but did sneak glances at the winter spirit

It was ironic how the two who interacted the most with children were the two that had to do their jobs alone all year round. But Jack guessed that's what made their jobs the best - in his opinion.

It was probably the reason they were so laid back too - especially compared to the other guardians. Now that Jack thought about it, it was sort of funny how they were the ones that should be stressing more than the rest. But Sandy never had a set time the he absolutely had to spread dreams. Jack had a time to spread winter, but that was over a few months. But then again Jack wasn't expected every day. If he thought about it in deadline terms, Tooth had from when the kid put the tooth under to pillow to when they wake up, Bunny had Easter and North had Christmas. Sandy and him didn't really have a set time they just came and went. Sandy had a routine though, so he never needed to stress much. Jack just let the wind pull him wherever he needed to go, so he never had to think about where he was missing; the wind was rarely ever wrong.

He knew he should feel the pressure of spreading winter now - like Bunny and North - but he only felt a little more stressed than usual. That was because he didn't have a down time and the fact he had to take his job more seriously then he ever had before - and he took it pretty damn seriously before. This was his first winter with the guardians, the first time anyone had ever saw what he actually does. What he actually brings to the world. He wasn't gonna screw up.

The wind banged on the window and Jack was lifted in the air, he barely had time to look back as he hung on to the window.

"Bye Sandy, gotta blast. The boats could use some guns though." He said quickly as he let go and let the wind carry him away.

Sandy had an incredulous look on his face before shaking his head and looking over to Jack slightly rushed handwriting. It wasn't messy at all, but Jack usually had far neater handwriting than this.

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December 17

Jack was getting restless. He had more time the past two days the wind had dropped him off for half a day and didn't call him that much. Jack just knew this was the calm before the storm. He knew for a fact that his busiest was from the Winter Solstice to half way through January.

The Winter Solstice was by far Jack's favorite and busiest time of the year. The main spirit of every season has a certain time of the year where they go into what is called a 'frenzy'. It was basically a short time period in their season when they were the most busy. Usually it was tiring, but this is when their seasonal adrenaline peaked. How long the time period lasted depended on the actual personality and natural energy they had. For Spring and Fall it started at their equinoxes and usually they could burn through a week at most. The Summer Spirit had the Summer Solstice - the longest day of the year - but it was a slow the heat would usually last a month, but expelling heat wasn't that hard, it was a slow burn - pun not intended. Jack's was the Winter Solstice, the shortest and darkest day of the year. His frenzy usually lasted from the Solstice to mid-January, and every season could agree his was harder than most. Because Jack had so much natural energy he'd be all over the place. His storms were huge, and he practically covered the globe in white.

Jack never had anyone to monitor his behavior though. He only knew nothing mattered except snow and ice and storms and blizzards and snow and cold and frost and snow and freezing water and snow snowsnowsnow. He didn't any attention to not focus on just winter. Cause his first instinct during that time was Winter. Not the fun of it.

He was worried that someone would get hurt, more so now than ever, because for a short time he lost his center and all that mattered was blizzardcoldSNOW. The wind could barely even restrain him during that time. He shivered at the thought.

"You okay mate?" he heard an australian accent and turned toward the 6'1" rabbit looking at him his paws on a bow. He forgot that he was wrapping presents with Bunny.

"The- ...uhm just fine?" Jack said distractly and Bunny raised an eyebrow. Jack was usually a damn good lier… that was just… pathetic.

"Nah, mate. What's got ya?" If it affected Jack's lying - even if he was okay, something wasn't.

"It hasn't called yet." Jack whispered "What will happen when it calls." He said it to himself, Bunny was 100 percent sure he wasn't supposed to hear that. Because usually Jack wasn't one to put riddles or wordplay like that into his language when he wanted nobody to know anything. He would use snarky sarcasm, calm wit and lethargic suspense - which in Bunny's opinion was even worse than regular suspense because it was just the way the kid didn't seem like he cared but still seemed to put value to whatever he was planning like there was some hidden meaning behind what he was saying, but at the same time not, Bunny was never sure, and it gave him a headache. But in this case, Jack seemed to know what he was talking about, but only he'd know.

Jack noticed Bunny giving him an odd look and smiled "It's nothing. I just didn't expect this much downtime." He said with a smile and a barley half-truth. And it would have fooled Bunny, if the Pooka hadn't seen the slight twitch or shaking hands or tense body. Yup the kid was a mess, probably in pain, maybe. And there wasn't a thing Bunny could do about it, because as much as he wanted to he couldn't stop Jack's natural instincts for winter, and he knew he shouldn't even if he could. They were painfully necessary, Bunny understood and knew that.

He knew he couldn't get the kid to stay still or stop working. Working was the only thing keeping this place from becoming a freezer. The temperature was already low, but he would go complain about it like he usually would. Jack had wrapped ten-times as many presents as he did - it wasn't really his profession of expertise, but then again neither was it Jack's. That said as much about his Winter adrenaline - he knew that much existed because Bunny was one of the closer associated seasonal spirits, even if he wasn't one. He knew nothing about the frenzy, but he knew of the spike in power and the adrenaline and the only way to cope with it and not lose control was work and keep your mind off it. He'd just never seen it up close before, but he'd wished he didn't.

He assumed the winter season was the hardest to rangle in. He couldn't think of a better spirit to do it. Because as childish as he was, Bunny knew Jack took this seriously - he has for 300 years. And he knew Jack was more self controlled then he let on - he's never actually seen him cry or get mad or lose control at his harsh insults. He had a weird way of showing it, but he probably was more controlled of his emotions then most spirits.

But that didn't change the fact that it was a pain to keep all that power from not going out of control. It must have hurt, even a little. And there's nothing Bunny or anyone else can do about it, because if there was only one thing the guardians knew they couldn't get involved in, it was seasonal duties.

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December 22

They all knew what day it was. Jack never told them it was anything special but they knew that the spring equinox was special because Bunny had mentioned it a few times. So they were absolutely positive that the Winter Solstice had to be special.

In North's - probably all the other Guardians' minds - winter could be considered Jack's 'holiday', like Christmas and Easter. Cause Jack only worked half time at the other parts of the year. The Winter Solstice officially marked that time of year, so this would be Jack's 'official holiday'. He worked like Bunny and North did on their holidays, except for a longer period of time. Just the thought made them exhausted, how did Jack do it? Then again they didn't have that burst of energy that lasted a whole season.

Problem was Jack wasn't coming back.

"Wha' tis tha anklebiter doin'? " Bunny asked. The Solstice was almost over, Jack should have been back by now, even if he was busy.

"He left two days ago Bunny. We are not his parents, he probably is really busy." Tooth said, even if she fluttered by the window.

"He said he'd be back by the Solstice." It was true. Jack said he'd be back by today, mumbling something about finally getting to spend it with people. He didn't say it to them, but he looked worried. It worried them how worried he was and they didn't even know what they were worrying about.

Suddenly the wind picked up outside and it got louder and louder and the windows burst open to bring the entirety of winter and it's entity. All the Phil and all the Guardians were covered in snow, as was the room they were currently in.

"There's no snow there! We have to go there! There needs to be snow there!" Jack yelled to no one but then the windows slammed shut, as if the wind was trying to keep him there. "We have to go there now!" He didn't sound demanding, because Jack never demanded the wind to do anything. He didn't sound desperate though. The wind howled against the windows as if talking to Jack. He must have understood because Jack raised his eyebrow in confusion.

"What are you talking about. There is only snow. Nothing else matters now." Jack said quietly.

"Frostbite?" Bunny asked as he stepped closer the air around the room dropped as Jack looked at them. They couldn't tell his emotion.

"Let me out, please. There needs to be snow and the wind won't let me open the window." Jack said in an almost emotionless voice.

"Jack what's going on?" Tooth asked as she fluttered near him.

"Da? Is there no problem with window?" North asked.

"Winter. Please let me out so I can make winter." he mumbled the last part and glanced away. There was a question mark above Sandy's head.

"Snow, and ice and cold. Winter." Jack said and mumbled "So please let me go."

"Ya can open the window yerself ya drongo." Bunny said and the wind banged on the window and Jack jumped.

"No, No. Please open it. Snow. There needs to be snow. It needs to be cold." Jack said in a panicked tone. He grabbed Bunny's fur desperately and Bunny swore it was ten times colder than it normally was. The panicked look in his eye got his attention more though. Never had Bunny - nor any of the guardians really - ever seen the frost boy look so… stressed. About to lose control. Over his power. Over his emotions. Over his season. The one constant in his life. The one thing that never left and always has and always will be with him. The one thing that kept him sane. Jack felt like he was gonna lose it all. Bunny suddenly knew why the Winter Solstice was important. It was the one day that Jack was Jack and not hiding behind a mask he used almost subconsciously.

If that window hadn't opened that night, he might have. Might have lost his season.

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I honestly hoped you liked it, and I know I have like 3 favorites and a couple of reviews, but like I really really appreciate everyone who's done that. Like I see these fanfictions and I'm like, damn 1423 reviews. What I wouldn't give. But then their like, I've noticed you stopped reviewing so I'm losing interest. Like A.) how do you notice? And B.) who cares? So long as the people enjoying it enjoy it, then what do reviews matter. Albeit I can't stop the excitement when I look at my email and see I got a review, so I'm not immune, I'm just saying weather you get 1 review or 1000 don't ever stop writing if that's what you like to do. So long as one person is reading this and enjoying it then I'm happy.

Sorry for the small rant. I just see people stop their stories or oneshot series because of this and it really gnaws at me. You know?

Anyways. I put in subtle hints and foreshadows that tie into my next arch and stories. There are not very detailed elements in here that I'm gonna expand on. Some also give you clues, but I doubt you can guess what they are :3

See ya next time!