Memory loss chapter 8- meeting the penpals
A rise of the brave tangled dragons fanfic
Authors note: and here's update number two^^ back up to speed now so it will be back to daily updates as usual from now on^^ also I think somewhere I said it was a modern au- I kinda guessed what it meant but it turns out I was wrong so it actually isn't an au. That aside I hope you enjoy it! Please leave a review you all know how much I love getting them and I will see you all tommorow with the next chapter!
Finally.
She was glad to get out of that coach. It wasn't that small, but they'd been in it for almost an hour, and as much as Jack was a good friend, when he got bored, he got annoying.
Singing ten thousand green bottles which Merida stopped after the third round, he then went on to tapping annoying tunes on the back of Merida's chair, he breathed on the window and drew drawings of Merida with a bedhead- which was basically just a mass of squiggly curls (she was surprised Merida managed to resist the urge to hit him over the whole journey), in eye spy he saw "something beginning with N" "Not Wensmore" and sang the bored song (B-O-R-E-D repeated over and over to pretty much any tune you could think of).
So, all in all she, was glad to out in the open.
She couldn't wait to meet her penpal, who loved unicorns, ballet and the colour pink- she wondered whether Cupcake would be the sweet, little girl she imagined her to be.
Jack thought about his penpal, Jamie. He sounded like a really nice kid. He'd told him about his little sister, Sophie (who couldn't decide whether she wanted to be a fairy or a bunny when she grew up), and he, in return, told him about the annoying red head, with anger issues, that was Merida, the drawing obsessed, dragon loving, but still cool, Hiccup and the long haired, pretty and sweet Rapunzel, who apparently was penpals with his friend Cupcake, and from the sounds of things Rapunzel was in for a shock when they met.
Jack had shown off a bit about his tree climbing, and sword fighting skills, and asked if Jamie had done anything impressive. The response was a miniature essay about how he'd helped the Guardians (the Sandman, Tooth Fairy, Easter Bunny and Santa Claus) defeat the Boogeyman, Pitch Black, by overcoming his fears, and turning the evil nightmare sand into good dreamsand. But he couldn't have done it without Jack Frost- an awesome, flying, snow creating boy, who restored his belief in the Guardians, and later became one of them.
When Jamie talked about Jack Frost, they sometimes got confused about which Jack they meant, he talked about him a lot. Apparently Jack Frost did all his fancy ice and snow stuff with a magic staff. Jack (not Frost) had laughed, and told him that if he ever found another magic staff to lend it to him so he could go flying.
Jamie's story was awesome. Most people would have said he was weird, but he reminded Jack of Hiccup. He liked the way he believed in the Tooth Fairy and all them, because of that strange notion he had about belief being important. He hadn't told Jamie about his memory loss, not wanting to make things complicated. Besides, it was like telling people you were mentally deranged you never knew how they would react. Perhaps he would tell him, now that they were about to meet in person.
He looked forwards to meeting the kid, but was disappointed to find out that they had to go through an annoying tour of the school first, which took the best part of an hour, and by then it was time for lunch, which, with a break, took another hour, and then, finally, they would meet their penpals.
The plan was to put the kids in groups to go certain classrooms- like Group A went to Classroom 1 etc. It took forever for both the visitors and the visited to get organised, and by then they were running over, so they wouldn't get as long as was planned. Jack was annoyed it took so long. They'd gone on a one hour coach journey of never-ending boredom to meet their penpals, and now, two to three hours after they arrived, they were finally going to meet them.
He was in Group C (for cool), but his classroom was on the other side of school, it was a decent walk to get there, wasting yet more time, but they finally got there.
Then they had to stand, awkwardly, and wait for the teachers to sort them out, one by one, with their partners. Jack scanned the kids sat around the room with empty seats beside them, and wondered which was Jamie.
Just when the crowd was beginning to thin, a voice crackled in, through a speaker in the classroom.
"Can all visiting pupils please return to the main hall. Due to adverse weather conditions, we have to earlier than planned. We apologise to those of you who didn't have much time to get to know your partner properly, but the weather appears to to be taking a turn for the worst, and we need to leave immediately." Jack, along with many people in his group, was really annoyed. They hadn't even got to say a single word to their partners!
The teachers herded them out, but as they did, he heard a boy calling him.
"Jack?!" The boy sounded astonished, disbelief also clear in his voice.
Jack turned to get a glimpse of him, and saw a brown haired boy staring wide eyed and open mouthed right at him, heedless of the funny looks his classmates were giving him.
Perhaps it was Jamie? He didn't know, but how did the kid know it was him? Before either of them could say a word, the crowd carried Jack outside.
They'd been right about the weather, an ugly, black cloud now plastered across the sky, thundering dangerously. Strange, he was sure it had been relatively sunny when they had arrived.
He sighed, well wasn't today just brilliant. At least it was the end of term. The trip had been organised for the last day, so when they got back they were home free. He looked up again at the black cloud, and chuckled quietly. Perhaps it was Jamie's Boogeyman getting ready for Halloween later that week.
Jamie Bennett stared at the place that the white haired boy had occupied moments earlier, gobsmacked. After so long... could it really have been him?! It had to be. He'd recognise that face anywhere!
He'd been worried sick about his guardian brother since he vanished last winter, and what with that incident involving Pitch and the Guardians earlier that year... he thought he'd never see him again. What was he doing at school? He didn't have the faintest idea, but he did know the moment he got home, he was going to go straight into his bedroom, and breaking open the snowglobe he kept in his drawers.
The Guardians had said they'd contact him if they found anything. He guessed things had ended up the other way round.
