I have returned! With another chapter! And an idea!

Just so you know, I'm probably not gonna mention Pippa and her family often, because it's too much hard work to think of things that go one through her family history (either that or I'm just too lazy). So they're most likely just gonna get mentioned here-and-there, but not actually gonna get much attention.

And now, it is time to start Operation: Understand Invisibility! Yes, Jack's brief meetings with the guardians are finally beginning!

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Memories/Manny talking

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Jack's thoughts

Disclaimer: No, I don't own anything, okay? Please don't remind me! *cries*

"I wonder what we'll see next!" Rapunzel said, sounding slightly too cheerful. Jack sighed, wondering if his guess was correct. He didn't exactly do much that winter, other than start a few snowball fights in the village and practice riding on the wind. When the memory started, Jack knew at once that he was right.

Jack peeked in through a window at the village, immediately catching sight of a whole family sat together. The father seemed to be attempting to put up a tree in the corner of the room, while the children played on the floor, talking excitedly about 'Santa Clause' coming to visit them. Curious, and with nothing else to do, Jack stayed to watch them. He smiled slightly as the kids began to decorate the tree, but eventually he got bored when everyone went to bed, and instead took to wandering around, knowing that everyone was asleep.

Sighing, Jack swung his staff, wishing that it would snow, only to pause in surprise as the flakes began to float lightly down from the sky. Puzzled, Jack swung his staff again, silently asking for the snow to stop. It did.

Jack's face lit up with excitement and he let out a laugh as he made it snow once again. He hadn't known he could do that. He had known that he could frost things over and could fly, but that was about it. Being able to make it snow brought forth new ideas for what he could do, in hopes that one day he would meet someone who didn't walk right through him.

His laughter stopped as he heard bells. Looking up, his eyes were filled with wonder as he saw a sleigh being pulled by reindeer land on the roof of a house. The man inside the sleigh got out, holding a bag of some kind, and somehow slid down the chimney.

Jack took this as an opportunity to investigate what was going on, and flew up to the roof, inspecting the sleigh and reindeer but being careful not to touch anything. He had no idea why this strange man would land on someone's roof, but brushed it aside. Still, he dropped down and peeked though the window, just in case the stranger was a thief.

Instead, he saw the man put the bag down and pull something out, preparing to place it under the tree that the family had put up. Until another person came down the stairs, yawning, and passed right through the stranger with a present to go into the kitchen. So there are others like me.

The man chuckled. "As unpleasant as that is, it is a good thing she does not believe in me. I don't think she would be too pleased with a stranger breaking into her house." He said, obviously thinking out loud. When the woman went back upstairs, he stepped to the side, out of her way, then proceeded to put down all the presents the minute she was gone. Soon finishing his task, the man disappeared back up the chimney.

Puzzled, Jack flew away to a tree next to his lake to thinkabout everything he had seen and heard. What did he mean by not believe?

Jack suddenly yelped as the tree he was in began to shake, making him fall off of the branch in the process. He had felt something crash into the precious piece of nature but had no idea what it was, and only discovered the source when he got up and looked around. It was the sleigh he had seen earlier, and the man had started to curse in a different language as he got up and inspected his mode of transport. Jack took the opportunity to take a peek at the globe on the sleigh and have a good look at the huge sack of presents until a voice made him jump. Not wanting to look at the strange, intimidating man, Jack flew off in panic. It was only later, when he was panting heavily on a tree, that he realised something. He could see me!

Jack suddenly wanted to smack himself for being so stupid. Someone could see him, and all he had done was fly off. That could have been the only person who could see him, and he had destroyed that chance of getting to know them. That person might have been able to help him, tell him what was going on, maybe help him to find others who were like him, or help him to get someone else to see him. Other questions also buzzed in his mind. If the stranger could see him, could he also hear him? Touch him? Would he pass right through him, the same as everyone else? Nice going, Jack, you've just lost the only source of information you had. Great job.

Jack fell asleep, still wondering and asking questions that he knew no one would answer.

North turned to Jack. "So you were the one I found sneaking around my sleigh!" He exclaimed. Jack only rubbed the back of his neck and smiled sheepishly. "Yeah, but who can blame me? I was just curious as to what you were doing."

Time sped up again, only slowing down when the sun began to rise. Jack was sleeping peacefully, and for a second you could see how calm and vulnerable Jack could look. But he woke up a second later, icy blue eyes flickering open and squinting in the light. Jack groaned and turned over, trying to go back to sleep, but quickly realised it wouldn't work, and instead got up, asking the wind to take him to the village.

The first thing he did was go to the house he had seen the stranger from last night enter, watching as the children dragged their parents out of bed, telling them in excited voices to get up, it was Christmas. They soon took to running down stairs, squealing in delight at the presents and handing them to each other, telling them excitedly that Santa Clause had come. Jack vaguely remembered the man putting the presents down. Was he Santa Clause?

"Exactly how long did you go around calling him that?" Bunny laughed. Jack blushed slightly and put his hood up. "S-shut up! I'd only been alive for a few weeks, maybe a month, so what was I supposed to call him? Most of the things I knew I had learnt by simply observing others!"

Jack spent most of the morning wandering around and watching children open their presents, waiting patiently for them to come outside and play in the snow that he had made during the night. They soon did, and as soon as a group of children were together, he immediately threw a snowball at one of them, laughing as the kid reacted by throwing a snowball right in one of his friend's faces. He, of course, joined in, even though he didn't feel the need for a distraction right then, he still wanted to join in the fun.

As the children were slowly called in by their parents, Jack sighed and realised the fun was over, but jolted in shock as a child passed through him. That had been happening way too often, and he didn't like it. Tears pricked his eyes, but he just shoved them back again. Why do they have to pass through me like that? How many more times does that have to happen before it finally stops?

Sighing in defeat, Jack began to slowly walk around the village again, being careful to avoid others and eventually coming to a stop in front of a house, looking through a window to watch the family. They were all sat at a table, laughing and enjoying each other's company as they ate. Jack's insides seemed to warm up just watching them, but turned to ice as he remembered the way the children passed through him. He hated that cold feeling, it only reminded him that he was alone. What is it like to be held by another. Does their touch burn, or does it make me feel pleasantly warm inside? Another thought struck him like lightning, and he didn't like it. Will I ever have a family?

Sighing and now making it snow again, Jack flew off to his favourite tree by his lake and curled up on it, trying not to cry.

Everything was silent for a second, then North suddenly pulled Jack into a hug, making the younger spirit yelp in surprise. "You do have a family now, Jack. Don't you ever forget that."

Jack squirmed uncomfortably in North's hold, trying to pull away. "I know North, I know. That was 300 years ago, I don't think that any more, honest. You all seem to be forgetting already that these are just memories."

Merida remained silent, guilt tearing through her body. How many times had she complained to Jack about her family? How many times had she sat there and whined about how unfair her family had been to her, and made Jack sit there and listen with a smile on his face, while inside he was probably screaming at her. All she had done was complain about her family, when for 300 years it was all Jack had wanted, to feel the touch of another, to feel the warmth that a family could bring by a simple hug. How could she have been so blind as to not appreciate everything she had, without a single thought to anyone else, without considering that maybe one of her friends was still hurting inside, longing for everything she had yet didn't seem to want. And he still never let out a single complaint. For 300 years Jack had thought he would never get a family, never receive the warmth he felt from one. She had all that, but just didn't care. Took it for granted, like she did with everything. But had he ever complained about it? No, he hadn't. Because Jack was strong – stronger than any of them could ever be, and he hid his true feelings to comfort one of his friends, even when they didn't deserve it. She needed to make this up to him. Badly.

And there you have it! Merida feeling guilty! I felt like it was best to have Merida feeling bad because I can imagine her complaining to Jack about her family, and then feeling guilty when she realises that Jack didn't have that.

THE SHORTNESS! IT BURNS!

So, what do you guys want to see next? Do you want a meeting with Bunny, one of Tooth's fairies, Sandy, or do you have a different idea of what you want to see before he meets any of those? If you do, please let me know.

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