Chocolate

"Jack's birthday is coming up soon...I wonder what I should get him?" muttered a boyish girl with mischievous amber eyes and wild but cropped copper hair. She tapped her chin as she tried to think of what the playful teenage boy would like. She shrugged, then had an idea, a slow Cheshire grin spreading across her face.

Oh yes, this was going to be an interesting year.

Jack Frost sighed, bored as he swirled his drink in his glass. He really did like the other guardians, but really, he'd much rather spend his birthday at home. Away from people in general. He was slightly disappointed that his newfound friend wasn't there, however he understood her reluctance to appear before a crowd that couldn't see her. Sandy and him had tried but it was like everyone's memories were on lockdown once Autumn or Puck was mentioned. He looked up as the door banged open and a female he didn't know strode up to him, feminine in all sense of the word with long copper ringlets and in a gown that fit her perfectly. Her laughing amber eyes though...plus the fact that nobody noticed her striding purposefully toward him made him blink rapidly. He stuttered, "P-p-puck?"

She smirked and grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him down slightly to kiss him furiously on the lips. As he kissed her back, his mind awhirl, she glowed and sparked, at last revealed to the room. Gasps echoed and glasses were dropped as everyone stood in open-mouthed wonder as the two teenagers kissed passionately a few seconds more, their cold winds intertwining and ruffling her skirt and his hair tremendously. They broke apart, grinning wildly as they held each other. He laughed, "Was that my gift?"

She raised one eyebrow, smirking, "Nope. The chocolate on your lips was."

They laughed until at last they remembered they were in public. Jack Frost blushed, mumbling, "Um, I can explain." He thought they had seen him kiss air. Boy was he wrong.

Puck turned slowly and said meekly, eyes wide, "Hi. I'm guessing you can see me?"

Mute nods were her answer.

"Oh ok," she said in a whisper.

Jack Frost was the one to catch her as she fainted dead away, shaking his head.

Of course she'd blame chocolate.