Jack's POV

"WATCH OUT!"

My mind jerked into a alert state as soon as a shade of black coated a bush nearby, and a nightmare rose, rearing up and letting a shrill neigh, so eerie I had to gulp in a breath to not let fear injure my bold heart, and scoop Jamie up his feet, carrying him into a tall tree, not far from where Veronica stands.

As I held Jamie trembling in my icy grip, I watched as the nightmare closed on Veronica, and snorted dark fire, its glowing eyes trying to bore into the spirit's. Dread trickled on me when I remembered what can a simple stare from a nightmare do to you. For a moment, I just sat there calming Jamie but itching to save her from the nightmare.

Pitch. He was back, after two years of being caged by his own nightmares, he finally rose again.

Then Veronica rolled away, grabbed her bow and shot the nightmare into worthless wispy black sand and flames, which evaporated into nothing. I stared at her, as she got up and brushed herself off the snow, and looked at us, then Jamie. "What the heck was that? A electronic horse skeleton with black cloth stolen from the tuxedo shop? Seriously?"

I just continued to stare at her like a alien, opening my mouth and closing it as I brought Jamie back beside her. "How did you- I mean- I thought- how did you beat it just like that?" If it's the first nightmare the guardian ever faced, it took back ups to vanquish it, for it always attempt to paralyze people with fear. She just rolled, shot him without any trembling or fear, and the horse died.

"What? Your plan backfired?" She looked at me dully, crossing my arms. "No... I mean, that thing's a nightmare... and no one has ever moved when the nightmare stares at you. "Well, he just stared at me, and I feel perfectly fine and unharmed, though it was foolish enough to let me get my bow.

I watched as her eyes bowed, looking down at Jamie, who stuttered and grasping Jack's jacket like it was for life, stared at me. "V-V-V-Vi, I'm s- sc- scared." I my eyes turned at the young child, shocked. The last time Jamie faced one, he just placed a hand on a nightmare and it turned into dreamsand. Pitch must've modified something.

Veronica sighed, and lowered her stance. "It's okay, Jamie, nothing's gonna happen to you. What's wrong with a robot horse with stolen black cloth, tell me? Even so, will it kill you?" Jamie shook his head for a while, and bit his lip. "But its creepier than before."

"Jamie, oh Jamie." I looked as she tapped his nose. "There's nothing to be afraid of, unless you think they're creepy. Like a snowball. Hits you, its cold, you feel fear if you just think its cold and gives you a flu, but its fun." I stared at Veronica with awe, and mixed in. "Just like that horse. It's only creepier, but it's still you touch it, it goes dreamsand." Jamie nodded, then he returned to his normal face. "You guys are the best."

Veronica stared at me, confused. "What's a dreamsand?"

I stood up and took a deep breath. I have to let her meet the others, wether they like it or not, and I have to tell them about Pitch. "You free tomorrow?"

"Oh, why, why, why..." Veronica slumped on a tree branch, looking exasperated, and looked up. "Depends on where are you bringing me tomorrow."

"Somewhere you'll get all the answers about your type; spirits."

Jamie leaped up and down again on the snow, and stared at me pleadingly. "Can I go too? Pretty please please please?"

A smirk of amusement tugged my lips as I ruffled the kid's hair, sending it spilling everywhere on his head. "Not today, Jamie. We've got some serious things to do. But promise me you won't tell anyone about toady, okay?"

Jamie got a droopy with disappointment, but nodded, and hugged me, so warm and comfy. Guilt stabbed me as I realized letting a small kid handle so much trouble that was meant for only guardians was really wrong, so I racked my brain to find some fun to clear off things."Wanna snowball fight? You and me, against Vi." I laughed at Veronica, who crossed her arms across her chest, and snorted, her face souring. "Only Jamie and my best friend can call me that, snow face."

"No excuse. Three, two one, fight!"

"I HATE YOU!" Veronica yelled as she sprinted to the nearest tree for a shield as I shot a fine snowball at her leg. "YOU'RE WELCOME!" I yelled back.

Veronica's POV

Da and Momma was busy for the day, usual patients and requested sessions, so right after Mr Bennett brought Jamie back, I had to walk back home. I tied my blonde hair into a simple pony tail, and stuffed my bow back into my cover, a wispy breath slipping from my lips and vanished into thin air as waved goodbye to Jamie and started my journey home.

After a few steps away from the house, I felt the temperature screeching to a sharp drop beside me as I hugged my bow, and smirked. "You don't need to stalk me, snow head." I heard a chuckle, and Jack Frost appeared in fornt of me moonwalking, chuckling again. "Hey, stop giving me nicknames . I have a name, you know." I huffed. "Hmm... let me think about that... it's a no. I thought you'll be hanging out with Jamie."

"Oh, no. I have a job to do, and I'll have to keep an eye on the spring spirit, in case she tries to make spring earlier." I pushed Jack with a fist on his cheek, sending a freezing jolt on my veins. The winter spirit almost tumbled onto the pavement, but he regained his balance and pushed me down with his staff, sending me almost falling flat on my face on the concrete, yet was caught by Jack's arm on my back, like a ending pose from a masquerade ball, his lips inches away from mine. I felt the icy breath covering my warm face, and I winced, cutting the awkward moment with a scowl.

I growled in relief as he released his grip on me and I brushed off the frost from his jumper, looking at his mischievous face smirking. "No thanks to you. I guess the girls just fell for you like that when you do that."

"You're guessing it. Now I know why you said why they're foolish to be charmed by me. You never get charmed, and you never experienced it. The girls back then... they were like, wow." Jack laughed, making me think of the life I had when I was a princess.

"Back in my mortal life... I never charmed people purposely, but they just... come, and beg for my hand. I didn't even want to marry, even with my mother's desperate convincing." I said, flipping my hair a little.

"Well, a princess always have to get early marriage, they call it, isn't it?"

My soul jerked, like someone tried to push it into a swimming pool as I looked at him with sheer shock, but he only replied with a faint smile. "The next day after I met you, they said the princess was dead. Hunting in the woods. That's when they firmly passed the law women hunting is illegal." I bit my nail, trying to picture my mother crying in desperate hope to yearn for her daughter to return. It ached my heart, little by little, but I shove the pain away, focusing on the present.

"I never knew... being a princess was so effecting to the kingdom..." I sighed. And Jack nudged me with a elbow. "Hey, it's okay. You look better in parka and jeans than the armor you wore three hundred years ago. I nodded in solemn, reluctant agreement. "And more comfortable."

Silence reigned for a while, when only a few car's whizzing by and our steps audible in the street, and the sky started to fade to a combination of purplish twilight, a beautiful scene of purple sky and orange shadings. Jack broke the silence a little. "You know, it's kinda relieving to have someone from you know to accompany you in a alien environment. You feel... open." I hid the smile streaking across my lips, and took a deep breath. He was right. I don't feel so secretive anymore, like I can expose everything I felt after what happened to me three hundred years ago.

"Where's your house?" Jack suddenly turned to me, smiling like a commercial man. I blinked, then I pointed a finger at north. "It's around north, in the MidWood Luxury Residential-"

Before I can finish my sentence, a icy touch enveloped my hand and my whole body was thrusted into the air, into the world of clouds. I heard Jack laugh beside me, like a man out of prison, so free and happy, as we soared into the thick layer of clouds, spiraling like a falcon alongside the odd shapes the cloud formed, and finally, dove back into the earth, meeting a wide expanse of frozen woods spreading across me, and Jack came to a gentle land right on the familiar backyard of a greenhouse.

"This is my Momma's backyard! But how?" I turned to Jack, who shrugged and gave me a innocent look. I scanned around the garden, the wooden framed greenhouse, the line of frozen dandelions laying lifelessly on the ground, and a cover of snow on my feet. "Oh, fine." I sighed. "Thanks anyways." Jack rose a eyebrow. "Remember, tomorrow."

"I'll see." I went into the house without a second look at him, expecting him to leave the house already.

Momma and Da came home, after I hugged them, ate dinner with them and told them about babysitting, and went to wash up, and tucked myself into bed, forcing my eyes to shut, listening to a soothing country music, Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift from my iPod blared gently, lulling me like a modern lullaby. Finally, I snapped my eyes open, looking at another window that stretched to a whole twelve inches wall beside me, as the snowflakes fell so gently, landing on the snow, coating everything I saw.

Suddenly, I felt the temperature drop behind me. I cringed, hoping that the heater didn't wreck again. I didn't like using my powers while I'm sleeping, it would go cuckoo, and the next day, I had to lock my door before Momma can come in and clean up the whole blossomy or mossy mess. I sighed and sat up, looking at the heater in front of my bed, and it was running smoothly, the samsung device chugging like a truck, smoothly and quietly.

I frowned, and looked around. Had someone placed ice cubes on her bed, or-

"JACK FROST! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE!" I yelled, straightening my quilt into a thick whip as I saw the winter spirit leaning on the wall right beside me bedpost, his staff right beside him. Jack shrugged. "I got bored."

"So your hobby is stalking girl's when they're sleeping. How interesting." I muttered, and loosened my blanket/night weapon, and buried myself into the blanket, trying my best to ignore the winter spirit as he chuckled. "Not really. But good night." Then his finger touched my noes tip, which was covered by the quilt, but it made me blink with sleepiness, and I drowned into the world of dreams.

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