Immortal teenager.

Hi- I'm sorry if it's been to long! I thought about this plot on the way to town...

I don't own rotg

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Jack buried his head under his blankets, trying to drown out the shouting coming from the lower floors of the workshop.

"JACK!" North's voice shouted and Jack heard his bedroom door slam open with force to shake his bed a little. "Get up!"

Jack gave a loud groan and rolled over, not interested. He heard North walk over, and before he had time to react, the older guardian yanked his sheets off him.

"Get up!" he shouted but Jack smiled.

"That trick doesn't work with me..." he muttered and waved an arm weakly into the air, "I'm Jack Frost...can't feel cold..."

North growled and decided to use another tactic. He grabbed Jack's ankles and yanked him out of bed. Jack cried out as he hit the floor.

"What was that for?!" Jack yelled, and icicles shot out of the wooden floorboards around him. North wasn't fazed.

"If you sleep here, you get up before eleven!" he said. Jack looked up at him tiredly.

"What time is it?..."

"Twelve thirty."

Jack laughed and slowly got to his feet. He yawned and stretched.

"Okay...I'm up..." he muttered and North, satisfied, walked out the room.

"Up..." Jack said and flopped back into bed, "yeah right..." and fell back asleep.

Thirty minutes later:

"JACK!" North yelled and dragged the half awake spirit down stairs angrily.

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"North..." Jack moaned, dragging his name unnecessarily. He was in a mood, because he had got woken up too quickly. North sighed from where he was working.

"What?"

Jack didn't answer; North shrugged and carried on until he felt a sharp poke in his back.

"Jack!" he yelled and in response the spirit groaned and flopped onto a chair. It was a couple of seconds before:

"Can I have a reindeer?" Jack asked. North laughed loudly.

"No, you can't have a reindeer..." he answered. The guardian was used to dealing with Jack's 'moods'; after all, Jack was a teenager.

"That's so mean...I never get anything...my life is shit..." The spirit said, and North jumped out of his chair, then pointed his sword (which was lying next to him) at Jack.

"Don't swear under my roof!" he cried. However, Jack was unfazed. He got up and started walking out the room, dragging his staff.

"I wouldn't swear if you got me a reindeer..."

Sorry this is short...

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