Hobo
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Jack looked up at the branch of the tree and sighed. He had spotted a apple on the highest branch but he figured out ( after numerous scratches and bruises ) that he couldn't fly to get it.
"Looks like it'll have to be the hard way" Jack muttered and started to climb. It shouldn't be that hard, should it? After all, he climbed trees all the time and the branches seemed sturdy. He wove his way in and out of hanging twigs. He grinned. Almost there, he thought. Then he heard it, just as he grabbed the apple. A sealer of his fun. A downer to his hopes. A snap. He yelled as he felt himself fall through the air, cutting himself on sticks on the way down. He hit the floor with a thud and growled, trying to swallow back the pain. He cursed and got up, wincing. The apple was still there, dangling mockingly.
"Screw you!" he cried and walked away. He would have to find something else to eat.
Sanderson Moonshine had been getting ready to rest after giving the town of Burgess dreams for the night when he saw Jack Frost come out of the forest with a slight limp and muttering under his breath. Why was he still up? Why was he in the woods of Burgess? He would explain, Sandy thought. But you could never be sure with Jack Frost. So Sandy followed him.
Jack took off again. He still hadn't found anything to eat and he was getting tired. One more look, he thought and scanned the town below. He caught sight of some skips in an alley way.
"Well, it's better than nothing." Jack said, and went down to investigate.
Jack walked down the alley and searched for the skips. Where were they? He was half tempted to fly up again, but he couldn't be bothered and besides, he still hadn't recovered from that fall. He turned left, and whooped with joy. In front of him, rows of skips where waiting and Jack whooped again.
"Come to papa!" he muttered and lunged at the first one. Nothing but meat and cardboard. Jack, being a vegetarian, pulled a face and moved on. He opened it's lid and looked inside. It was full of plastic bags and cardboard boxes.
"Awww...come on!" Jack moaned and rolled his eyes. Out of all the worlds luck, his had to be the worst. He eyed the last skip.
" You better have something that I can eat 'cause I'm hungry!" he said and looked inside. The skip had banana skins, more meat ( to Jack's disgust) and...a cupcake? Jack picked it up and studied it. It looked clean. Jack grinned and wolfed it down in three bites.
"Maybe I don't have the worst luck." Jack smiled and flew off.
Sandy watched this all from the corner. No way, it couldn't be true...but it was. Jack was a homeless.