The Ultimate Test: Can an adult believe in the Guardians again?
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Chapter 9: Doggone It...(Part 2)
"Hey Mom?" Jamie wandered into the living room where his mother was cleaning their dog Abbey's fur off the couch. Jane looked up as Jamie entered the room.
"Yes Jamie? Are you alright?"
The 10 year-old nodded. Jane Bennett smiled and went back to wiping fur off the couch.
"Can I...um, doyouwannahearastory?" Jamie suddenly blurted out.
"What?" Jane looked up again at her son, who immediately started to get nervous about the whole thing.
"Do you...want to, um, hear a story." Jamie mumbled, just loud enough to hear. After a moment of awkward silence, Jane could tell that this was a story she'd better not ignore. She sat down (despite the fur) and patted space beside her. The minute Jamie sat down, the story of the Guardians of Childhood (especially the white haired one) tumble out of his mouth. "So, mom, you know the Sandman, Santa, the Easter Bunny, the Tooth Fairy and Jack Frost right? Well, it really all started that day I lost my tooth during the 'sledding down main street and being hit be a couch' incident..."
Outside, Jack Frost and Snowball watched the magic return to Jane's eyes. Snowball looked up at Jack from where she crouched at his side. "Little boy blue-"
"That is not my name, puffball!"
"Someone's touchy! I just wanted to say you might want to draw some pictures on the windows. It might help prove that Jamie's story is true."
"Oh. Right." He gave a single tap on the window and willed the frost to form the images he wanted.
To say the least, Jamie was lucky he didn't shock his mom into the next week. But she did require an aspirin and a half an hour of staring at the frosted window and her son.
