Shout-outs:
AlexJohnD: Yah, I always wondered what Jack did after the movie, so here's my opinion.
Yuurei no Chu: Fun fact: My parents named me after Jenny in Forrest Gump. Even though she did a lot of bad things, my parents thought her to be really sweet as a child.
Lovepuppy316: Never sat in a tree and just relaxed? They're actually quite comfy, if you find the right tree.
Darkblade 2.0: Really? I think I could have done more, but thank you! Not to worry, I suck at making choices, too. haha
Run, Elves, Run:
"I'm back guys," called Jack as he flew through an open window, bringing a snow flurry with him.
He touched down on the stone floor of the globe room. On one side of the room, where the lounging fire sat and a door to North's personal office. North didn't come out to greet him, so he must be in there.
Jack ran over to the door and slammed it open, hearing a crack and shatter of something as the door swung.
Uh-oh.
"JACK!"
The said boy couldn't help but flinch at the man's booming voice. North was at his desk chair, glaring at him with fire in his eyes.
"Jack, my prototype it is ruined!"
"Sorry, man, I didn't-"
"And to think I was going to give you a job!"
"Wait, job? Where is everyone? I thought we were called here for something."
"Not them, but you."
"Care to explain?"
"I'm leaving you to babysit workshop. I must go help other spirits on something."
Jack hesitated, thinking of what the big man had just said. "So wait, you're leaving me in charge?"
"Ya."
"And instead of calling one of the other guardians, you call me in to keep care of the yetis and elves and toy making?"
"Nah, toy making is what Phil and Mike are in charge of. You are overseer and babysitter for elves."
"Babysitting?!"
"Ya, babysitting. Just do it, and I'll be back soon." He rose from his chair, stepping past Jack who was staring ahead in astonishment.
Overseer? Sounds like a good thing, but babysitting? Dear, Moon, this is going to be difficult.
.../\...
All seemed quiet in the depths of the workshop, Jack found it so unusual since the elves were normally messing around with the defected toys the yetis gave them. Really, the elves were used for testing toys and to give the deformed prototypes and screw ups. In a way, they were the test guinea pigs and recycling bin for toys.
The quietness was deafening. He could hardly stand it. Sure, he was used to the solitude, but at least there were the sounds of the wind and the birds in the forest, the swish of the trees, it was quite soothing.
"Elves!" he shouted. "Where'd you all go?" He sighed. They can't have seriously all ran off on the day North puts him in charge? Dear, Moon.
.../\...
Why did he get the sucky jobs, he asked himself. Sandy was helping Tooth with her coin delivering while Bunny was preparing for Easter (as always). Jack wondered if that kangaroo ever gets out of Australia other than for guardian duties.
He found himself going deeper and deeper into the workshop in search of the elves. Since when did he have to search for them? Last time he checked, they were always there bothering him nonstop, chewing on the end of his staff by babies with a teething ring, pulling his hood strings to make him practically choking him, trying to put shoes on him.
He shivered at the thought.
"Hey guys, where you all go?" He turned down a corridor. "Elves? Midgets? Pipsqueaks?"
Where on Earth did they go? Did they seriously choose today to go missing when he'd be in charge? Oh yeah, the Moon was certainly testing him.
He turned right down another corridor, but something stopped his foot. He tripped and fell forward. There was no stopping. All he saw was pink, it puffed around him in the air, blending with the air. He inhaled it, coughing.
But then the pink cleared, well most of it.
The whole corridor... was pink. Everything. The walls, the photos, doors... Even Jack. He was pink! Pink!
"What the hell!?"
There was laughing. His eyes followed the sound to see at the end of the corridor, an elf peeking from behind the wall, another beside him was laughing, rolling on the floor as he did.
Jack stumbled to his feet, running towards them with anger in his eyes. "You guys are so dead!"
At that, they ran down another corridor which Jack went down without even thinking of what the elves had planned next.
The moment he turned down, he found himself slipping once more on marbles lying all over the floor. He skidded down on them, trying not to lose his balance, only to fall forward and into a sticky brown mixture poured on the ground. Mud.
More laughing.
"Dammit!"
There were more of them, all running somewhere else. Even with the mud clouding his vision, he chased after them.
He turned down the next corridor, slower this time, but there was nothing to trip on this time. A door slammed at the end of the hall in which he rushed towards to.
Putting his hand on the gold knob, he slammed the door open. he heard the clatter before he saw it. Once more, something covered his vision, not dust, but... Feathers.
He only screamed in anger, there were the elves, all of them, in the wide room. Every single one of them, there must be a few hundred of them! All of them were looking his way laughing.
"Dammit, Elves, you better start running!"
And with that, all hell broke loose.
.../\...
Why did North have to get into his egg painting time to see how Jack was doing? Why couldn't the fat man do it? Bunny had so much he needed to do. Why him?
His hole opened yards away from the front door. Moon, it was bloody freezing. He'd rather be in Australia, where the sun shined most of the year, a place for all outdoor sports thought possible.
He hopped as fast as his feet would take him to the front door, swinging it open, and... saw feathers or every color, different types of paints and powders. Toys of all sorts scattered the floor- marbles, trains, pillows- that explains the feathers- and even bells.
An elf passed by him with fear in his eyes.
"Aye, what happened 'ere?"
The elf only kept running. The Pooka heard something down the hall, catching his eyes. He turned to see frost growing on all sides of the wall, slowly engulfing the room. It thickened as it spread.
"Frostbite, what the bloody-" he stopped at the sight of the winter spirit.
Jack stood at the entrance to the hall. Brown, and white feathers covered his feet. Pink powder and more brown, mud, he guessed, splattered his pants along with blue, yellow, and green feathers. His hoodie was no longer its trademark blue, but brown with stripes of other colors- probably spray paint- and more colorful feathers. His staff, too, had dozens of colors coating it. No brown showed on that staff. Lastly, his face. Red dust must've gotten all over him. Yellow and green feathers stuck to his hair wildly, puffed up, adding onto his pissed off face. only his eyes, light blue, were left unscathed.
"Jack?"
"Where the hell did that elf go?!"
Bunnymund looked, but didn't see the small creature anymore.
"Nathaniel!" the boy shouted. "Nathaniel, show yourself! Elves!"
There was a scurrying, and Jack shot, freezing an elf that had been coming up behind him. "Who's next!"
All at the same time, dozens and dozens of elves came from their hiding space and ran for another corridor to run down.
"You better run, elves!" The winter spirit covered in all covers chased after them, blasting them with his staff.
Idiots. They're a proof that the Moon has a sense of humor. Even Bunny knew not to prank Jack unless you wanted to be sitting in Antartica with no way to make a tunnel. He rolled his eyes and made his back to the front door, knowing that with Jack angry, he didn't want to have any part of it. How it could end: not well.
Run, elves, run.
.../\...
Okay, it's not hilarious, but I got bored and thought of this. Hope you enjoyed. I should post Channeling Anger next or a small drabble between. Anyhow, please review, thanks for caring to review. I appreciate whatever you have to say.
Okay, how many of you would like to Eddie in these fics? I haven't put him in any yet, but I was wondering if you'd like to see a fic with him.
On a side note, I've found myself getting into anime. I just watched the final episode of Fullmetal Alchemist. I'll admit, I was screaming at the ending. They left us on a cruel cliffhangar. Now I just have Brotherhood to watch! (If you've already watched it, don't spoil or I'll cry!)