Whipping out his phone from seemingly thin air, Danny messages Sam and Tucker to meet at Sam's basement theatre, stashing it away again before receiving their replies.

"Come on. It's not the best idea to remain out in the open for so long."

As he said this, he heard the oncoming woosh of news helicopters. Grabbing on to Jack's arm, he turned them both invisible, freaking Jack out slightly, and took off in the direction of Sam's place.

Sam and Tucker had made to the basement before Danny and his surprise guest, leaving them to wonder who the imposter was.

"Clone?"

"Again? Seems unlikely."

"Someone else could've cloned him instead of Vlad."

"Anyone come to mind?"

"No. Amorpho?"

"Didn't Danny say Amorpho wouldn't show up anymore?"

"Oh yeah. How about a long lost twin brother who also became half-ghost?"

"Tucker! Are you even trying to be serious?"

Tucker flinches away from Sam's outburst for a moment before glaring at her slightly as he stood his ground.

"Hey! I'm just trying to provide suggestions! I don't see you helping."

Sam grumbles in frustration in response.

"I know! It's just that there's nothing else I can think of that can explain this!"

"How about the spirit of winter who coincidentally looks like me?"

Both teens swiftly turn around to face their ghostly friend floating behind them with an unknown figure in tow.

"DANNY!" They both exclaim.

"Hey guys. Told you I would be fine," Danny said smugly, "wanna meet my new friend?"

Tucker and Sam merely shrug in indifference before voicing their opinions.

"Sure."

"Alright."

Moving aside, Danny revealed his guest to his friends.

"Guys, meet Jack Frost. My supposed double who is also the spirit of winter and fun."

Jack found it humorous how Danny's friends were shocked into silence. Danny also found it funny, seeing as he was clasping his stomach because of how hard he was laughing. It took roughly ten minutes before Sam snapped of it, with Tucker following shortly afterwards.

"DANNY, WHAT THE HELL!"

"Dude, why does he look like your human and ghost halves had a child?"

Everyone else in the room looked at Tucker bewildered. None of them were expecting that sort of comment for the current situation.

"Uh… Tuck? Explain?" Danny questioned cautiously.

"Well, Frosty here has the blue eyes and skin complexion of your human half. The hair and, I'm only guessing here, ice and flight abilities of your ghost half are also there."

Sam and Danny just stared at Tucker in complete confusion of his logic while Jack shifted uncomfortably in the background.

"Uh…" Jack started, causing the trio to cast their eyes over to him, "you're right about the ice. I can't fly on my own though."

Jack would've chuckled slightly at the three teenagers tilting their heads simultaneously in confusion if it weren't for how awkward he was feeling.

"... I call upon the wind to help me through the air… I just figured I'd clear up any misunderstandings about my powers before we got any further into introductions."

Nodding their heads in understanding, the trio shift into a more relaxed stance, though Sam was slightly guarded.

"Okay, Jack Frost, as in the fairytale character? How are we sure we can trust you?"

Jack flinched at the air of suspicion that radiated of the goth. Luckily, Danny came to his rescue.

"Sam! We can trust him ok. He was generally confused at people looking at him and he wasn't causing any trouble!" Danny explained, shifting his attention to Jack. "Why were you confused anyway? With the way you look, you should be well and truly used to people gawking at you."

Jack cast his gaze downwards, staring at his bare worn feet as he scuffed them on the carpeted floor.

"Three-hundred odd years of not being seen by the living can do that to you."

The trio looked shocked at Jack's admission, all wondering how he was able to live like that. Danny slowly inched forward before quickly enveloping Jack in a hug.

"That must have sucked majorly," he said, then paused, releasing Jack from the cuddle and looking at him bewildered, "but we can see you? The whole town should know about you now that you were mistaken as me on the news. If what you say is true, then how is it possible for you to be seen now?"

Jack stepped back away from Danny with various emotions displayed on his face:

Confusion.

Shock.

And immense joy.

"I don't know! This has never happened before! Well, being seen by the living only happened recently but that was only with kids! Not grown adults or teenagers! The only kid who saw me till adolescence was Jam-"

Jack stopped his ranting abruptly, the trio of friends frowning in concern.

"Who saw you, Jack?" Sam asked steadily.

Jack looked at the trio with a sad smile on his face.

"A kid named Jamie Bennet. The first child to see me. To actually believe that I, Jack Frost, existed. Hell, a few years ago he was the only one who still believed in the Guardians till we beat Pitch."

"Who's Pitch?" Asked Tucker, completely engaged in the story of Jack Frost.

"Pitch Black. Also known as the Boogeyman."

Tucker stared at Jack slack-jawed, his mind completely blown. Sam rolled her eyes at the techno-geek's behaviour and urged Jack to continue with his story, though she hid her surprise slightly better than Tucker's. Jack had already confirmed to Danny that other characters from make-believe exist so he just inwardly chuckled at his friends' antics.

"Jamie was only eight when I first 'met' him. He and his friends could see me for the two years we hung out before Jamie suddenly moved. I had no idea where he went as I was doing some 'official Guardian business' at the time. By the time I got back to his house, he was already long gone and his friends quickly forgot I existed." Jack let out a sorrowful chuckle before continuing. "Guess Jamie was what kept his friends believing in me."

"And you haven't seen him since?" Who of the trio asked, Jack didn't know as he was too lost in his memories. Regardless, he shook his head in response.

"Six years later I had finally managed to find him again. I called out to him, but he couldn't hear me. I walked up beside and went to place my hand on his shoulder. My hand went straight through him. That was when I realised I lost my first believer."

The teens looked at the poor winter spirit in empathy.

"You kept mentioning people needing to believe in you. What do you mean by that?" Danny asked.

Jack looked up at the ghost boy with a small smile.

"Us spirits need to be believed in to survive basically. Back when Jamie was the last believer, we were all heavily weakened until we got the kids to believe again. Them being able to see us was an added bonus though they could only see the ones they believed in."

"Ok. Interesting. What are these 'Guardians' you also mentioned a few times?"

"The Guardians of Childhood," Jack said, smiling proudly, "we protect the children of the world. That's North, Bunny, Tooth, Sandy and I."

"I'm sorry, but who are the others?" Tucker asked confused.

"It's alright. Those were just their nicknames. In order, they are Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy, and the Sandman."

Again, Tucker was too shocked for words. Sam as well. Danny? He was softly laughing at his friends' expressions whilst leaning against a nearby wall.

"Jack, please don't break my friends. Another surprise and they might faint."

I apologise for the delay. Life (school assignments, getting sick and procrastination) tends to get in the way of fanfic writing.

In case the way I wrote it was confusing: Jamie and Jack met when Jamie was eight, two years later he moved at age ten. Six years later Jack finds him at sixteen years old.