I do not own the characters from 'The Guardians of Childhood' they belong to William Joyce
I only own Jacquelyn/Jack O'Lantern and the plot of this story.
Enjoy reading!
When Jacquelyn awoke, everything was blue and hazy. Her mind was burning like fire from a wick of a candle. Her heart rate compared to the beatings of drums. Covered in white and red blankets, she sat up straight. Only welcomed by a boy with white hair and a mischievous smile.
'Top of the morning!' he smiled.
Jacquelyn could not tell if this was an insult of her having a headache or whether the boy was just greeting her. Shaking her head she swung her legs over the bed. She noticed she only wore her earlier clothes. The tunic was still the same but the moon was fading, the trousers looked faded as if it was not washed for the past hundred years or so.
'What no greeting?' the white hair boy asked.
Jacquelyn just looked at the boy, not sure if she should respond or not. Instead she extended her hand. The white hair boy took it reluctantly and smiled. 'The names Jack Frost,' he smiled. 'And you are?'
'Jacquelyn O'Lantern,' she responded sounding a bit bored.
'Nice to meet you,' Jack replied.
He took a chair and sat next to the bed, his staff at hand. Jacquelyn looked around, not sure if this was her prison or just some mental facility. Frost laughed, causing Jacquelyn to raise her brow in curiosity. Her mind was already hurting enough, but hearing another person laugh was just as annoying when she plays 'Hide-n-Go-Seek' with her siblings.
'Where's my mask?' Jacquelyn asked feeling down.
'Your stuff is over there,' Frost pointed. 'Your mask scares even the Yetis!'
'My mask is not that scary,' Jacquelyn nonchalantly said. 'That's a mask I received long ago.'
In no mood to talk Jacquelyn stood and walked over to the objects. A bit of fear washed into Jacquelyn's stomach, this was a bit unusual. Gripping her hand, Jacquelyn reached out to the goat skull mask. Jack smiled at Jacquelyn. Landing her hand on the mask her mind hurt, it felt like a stampede of gazelle's.
'It's not that bad really,' she muttered to herself. 'Shall we go O'Lantern?'
The mask glowed. When she was about to put the mask on, Frost stopped her. He looked at her with his blue eyes, causing her to lay the mask down. Jacquelyn sighed and walked away from the mask. She sat down on the bed she awoke from.
'Why are you helping me?' she asked.
'Your confused,' Jack smiled. 'I'll help but for a price. When this is over you'll have to learn how to have fun.'
'What's fun?' Jacquelyn tilted her head. 'Is fun something I can grasp?'
Jack shook his head. He twirled his staff in the air and caught it. Never before has he heard a person who never had fun before. Jacquelyn sat there swinging her legs. She felt a bit empty for a reason unknown to her. When Jack looked a bit closer at her, he noticed she looked too much like a boy with her hair. He walked over to the door.
'Be right back!' he said.
Jack then left and closed the door behind him. Jacquelyn stood, was this a prison or a mental facility? She went over to a mirror her hair was a mess and she struggled to brush her hair. She gave up and plopped on the bed she awoke in. She slept peacefully her hair looked like cat ears. Jack walked in not noticing Jacquelyn was asleep. For a joke he tied a blue and amber ribbon on her head.
'She looks like a boy with that hairstyle,' he snickered and left the room.
Bunnymund saw Jack and walked up to him. 'What were you doin' mate?'
'Nothing,' Jack said with a sly smile.
Jack then walked away whistling. Bunnymund shook his head and took a quick peak inside. Lying on the bed covered in a white blanket was a girl he never saw before. Hearing the sounds of feet shuffling Jacquelyn awoke. She sat up and looked at the door.
'Fluffy bunny,' she yawned. 'Why art thou here? Why am I here again?'
'No idea,' Bunnymund replied holding his left hand up. 'I'll ask North so uh, see ya kid!'
Bunnymund shut the door and walked away leaving Jacquelyn in the room once more. Confused Jacquelyn swung her legs over the bed and walked over to the door. Jacquelyn took a quick peek outside. No one was around, taking a deep breath Jacquelyn walked out.
'This is most confusing,' she muttered to herself. 'How does one get around this huge place?'
Jacquelyn walked for hours looking around corners and corridors. At one point she sat down, her on the wall and hugged her knees. 'Am I in a mental facility? Or have I gone insane?'
She wanted to shed a tear, but how could she? Jacquelyn stayed where she was hugging her knees. Footsteps could be heard. Standing up she wiped off the dirt. She continued to walk, but her legs refused to move. She dropped to her knees. She stood once more and walked around a corner. Her legs gave way and she was sitting on her knees.
'Hey why are you here?' a voice asked.
Jacquelyn looked up to see a woman with wings. She could not help but stare at the wings. The woman smiled at her softly. Jacquelyn stood up slowly and bowed in respect. The woman smiled at her. Jacquelyn felt a bit uncomfortable.
'I don't know why I'm here,' Jacquelyn replied. 'I just want to get out of here.'
'Are you by chance Jacquelyn O'Lantern,' the woman said. 'The spirit of Halloween?'
'Well I am Jacquelyn, you mention of, but I'm no spirit. of Halloween.'
'Really?' the woman tilted her head. 'But the Man in the Moon...'
That was when Jacquelyn's ears began to twitch. Man in the Moon, did she hear that somewhere before? The woman kept on talking, but Jacquelyn felt a bit out-of-place. The woman took Jacquelyn's hand and the two walked. Jacquelyn overlooked everything around her. It was like being in some sort of shop. The two came to some sort of room with a long table and a lot of chairs.
'Is this some sort of conference room?' Jacquelyn asked sounding bored.
The woman nodded. Jacquelyn took a seat at the side of the table, it felt weird. Even weirder enough a woman with dragon-fly wings stood next to her. She laid her head on the cool wooden table.
'I'm tired,' she muttered. 'I wanna sleep.'
'You remind me of Sandy,' the woman laughed.
'I never got your name, just who in candy's apple are you?' Jacquelyn asked looking at the woman with her dark eyes.
'I'm the Tooth Fairy, just call me Tooth,' she smiled.
Jacquelyn nodded. 'I feel like sleeping, it's nice to meet you Tooth.'
Jacquelyn fell asleep, Tooth straightened Jacquelyn's ribbon. She looked a bit peaceful except for the part her eyes had black rings. The door to the conference room opened.
'Hey Tooth! Have you seen a depressed looking girl?'
A/N: Whoops, I forgot that Sandy can't speak \(*-*)/ oh well sue me then.
