Mute p.3
Hellllooooooo! Welcome back to the mute saga! I need your help- one of my reviewers suggested to do blind! Jack or Pooka! Jack- which one would you prefer? Please review and say then, when I do my next update, I will say which one it is! This sounds like an advert. Thank you to everyone that reviewed...77!
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Jack scrambled out of his bed as soon as Tooth had gone out the room. He had just experienced the biggest lecture in his life after trying to get out of bed without permission. She said that he wasn't ready- that was probably true; his leg still hadn't healed and he was still tired. But Jack, as usual, didn't listen. Man, he was glad he was out of the bed. He unfortunately got caught by Tooth last time which resulted in her forcing him back in and giving him the telling-off he just had. But that didn't stop him from getting out again. Quietly, he pushed the door open and peeped through the crack. Nothing. He pushed it fully open and crept out ninja style. Step one complete. Now what? He stared down the hall, thinking. Why did he want to get out? What was the point? He could do something to help North- hey- that was a good idea! Jack was about to go until he remembered what the voice said to him when he was caged.
You're useless...
How could he help? He would just mess things up. He would be useless. Jack looked down the hall again. It suddenly looked large and looming; frightening. He didn't want to go out anymore. He would just be getting in the way. Jack retreated back to his room and decided to sit on the windowsill instead, gazing out the window. He was so useless. He should've gone out.
Bunny had been on his way to see if Jack was still in his room when he heard a door squeak open. Sure enough, it was Jack creeping out of the room he was in, staff in hand. Good for him! Bunny knew he would be annoyed if he was stuck in one room, broken leg or not. So, instead of telling him off, Bunny crouched down and watched him from a corner. He wanted to see what he did. Jack looked around and down the hall before opening the door wider and thought for a minute. Something was wrong- why was Jack frowning. Bunny had never seen him frown. Now he looked...scared. Of what? The spirit took one last look down the hall and went back into his room. Bunny witnessed this from his corner. Why did he? He couldn't get the image of Jack's scared face out of his head. Why did he go back into his room? He needed to tell North. He should know.
"He just turned and went back in? Why? Jack really wanted to get out when I saw him!" North said, shocked. He paced around the room.
"I know. The thing is, mate, he looked scared of somethin'. Looked like he was remembering somethin' bad or somethin' like tha'." Bunny said, speaking his thoughts. North nodded.
"Maybe...something else happened when he was kidnapped. Maybe...he wasn't just hurt physically...". They both were silent for a minute. Then:
"I'm gonna kill that monster the next time I see 'im" Bunny said, breaking the silence. Then it was quiet again. North was agreeing with Bunny in his head. This was to far. Even for Pitch.
"I'll go and spend some time with him." North said, thinking. "I don't want him alone again." Bunny agreed and created a tunnel.
"Just...call me if you need me...'kay?" North smiled and gave a short nod. Then the rabbit was gone, only a yellow marigold to prove that he was there.
Jack didn't know how long he stared out the window for. He did know that it must've been a while because it was starting to go dark outside. He tended to loose track of time when he thought. It had been almost two weeks since he was saved. Two weeks since he had talked. He just didn't want to. Just then, North came into the room, interrupting his thoughts. He sat down next to him.
"You feeling better?" he asked in a jolly tone. Jack smiled and nodded. North chuckled. He still had his personality then. He chuckled again.
"You have your stick- I assume Bunny gave it to you?" Jack nodded again. He gasped silently and made a bird out of snow. North watched curiously. Then, he tapped it lightly and he made the bird come to life. It swooped around the room and then, after a while, burst into snow.
"That was amazing! How did you do that?!" North cried happily. Jack shrugged. "Come on...you can tell me!". He expected Jack to shrug again but instead:
"What happened to 'a magician never shares his secrets?'" he said and smiled. He managed to speak! It wasn't much, but it was something. North practically glowed.
"Well done." He said in a gentle tone- he understood how hard it was for him. Jack grinned. He wasn't sure what this meant, but little by little, he was beginning to recover more mentally. Because nothing stood in the way of his friends. His family. Families always found a way. And Jack felt like he could finally open up to someone because what counted was now. No time to think about his past, or what will happen in the future. Just focusing on now. The present. With his family.