Author's Note-Hey everyone, when I went on exchange with Japan I was surprised by some of the entertaining Americisms that managed to make their way across the Pacific Ocean. I hope that you will also be entertained.
Disclaimer- I do not own Hetalia, Rise of the Guardians, or KFC's special spice blend. I do make mean oven fried chicken though.
The One Sent To Fetch The Chicken Dinner
Jack Frost was fascinated by different countries created their winter holiday traditions. From the accidental creation of the Santa Tracker program in the United States to the yearly attempts to burn the Gävle Goat in Sweden the way people celebrated the midwinter holidays always made Jack smile. But some of the festivities just made the Winter Spirit scratch his head.
From what he could tell the Japanese obsession with eating fast food for Christmas was completely a marketing fabrication. It started back in 1974 when KFC did there "Kurisumasu ni wa kentakki" (Kentucky for Christmas) TV campaign. Back then they charged about $10 for a bucket of fried bird and bottle of wine. Now that tradition had ballooned into a $40 dollar takeout meal served with cake and champagne, that people were willing to stand in line for as long as two hours to get. This, of course, meant that Jack needed visit Japan in order to throw some chaos into the process.
This particular year Jack had parked himself on top of a particular impressive building in down town Tokyo. Below him the line of people were patiently waiting, leaving the him with the internal debate of whether it would be better dump snow or cold water on the people below. He was about to choose the freezing water when he noticed a familiar women perched in a grand old cherry tree in the neighboring park. Curious, Jack decided to investigate.
"Yuki-onna?"
The Snow Demon jerked away from the Winter Spirit nearly smacking him in the process. The moment that she realized what she had done Yuki-onna blushed blue. "I am so sorry Jack I didn't see you there."
"That is alright, I should have startled you." Jack tried to comfort the obviously distort woman. "Is there something wrong?"
"I guess I was kind of lost in memory." She admitted shyly.
"From the way you look it wasn't a particularly happy one."
"It was about him." The demon looked at the grown man before her wistfully, aching longing in her voice "When Kiku was young he was one of my favorite playmates. Now I am only a story book character. A figment of his imagination."
Jack looked as his fellow Winter Keeper concerned, until he figured out a solution to the problem. Gathering a large handful of slush snow he waited until the young Japanese man walked under a heavily ladenned tree.
"Jack what did you do?"
"Any man who makes a woman as beautiful as you cry deserves to be pranked without mercy." The Winter Spirit replied with a rakish smile. "Now you if you don't mind, I am going to see if we can salvage any of that chicken, because it smells wonderful."
The bottle of champagne was a complete loss and the cake was a crushed mess, but the rest of the meal was in surprisingly good shape. Tucking the crumpled bucket under his arm, Jack put his hand out for Yuki-onna to take. Hand clasped firmly in his, he bid the north wind to carry them to a particularly beautiful spot. The two had there picnic supper watching the city lights twinkle to life from their view point perched high on the Tokyo Tower. Licking spiced grease from their fingers and eating the last crumbs of the crushed cake, neither Winter Spirit could resist a contented sigh.
"So, should we snitch a few more drumsticks from another bucket?" Yuki-onna asked a mischievous glint in her eyes. Jack met her gaze with a grin of his own.
"Milady, I think that is an excellent idea."
End Note- Now I am craving KFC.
Next Chapter-The Pilot Who Spoke Yeti-It was two weeks before Christmas and something was very wrong at North's workshop. The building was dark, and an unknown person was stalking the halls. A person who totally kicks Jack's butt.