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"Sandy! Iz nice to see you, no?"

The sandman was greeted with North's booming voice as soon as he entered through the large window in the globe room. Sandy smiled briefly at the Cossack in greeting and hovered to the ground.

"What can I do for you, old friend?" North asked, untangling the elf that was trapped in fairy lights next to him. Hurriedly, Sandy made a few fast symbols flicker on his head.

"Err…snow…snowflake?" North guessed as the elf skipped out of the room happily, dragging the lights behind it. "Ice…Err…frost? Oh! You mean Jack!" Sandy nodded.

"Is there something wrong?" North's smile morphed into a concerned frown as the sandman nodded sadly. "Can we help?"

Sandy smiled and nodded eagerly before resuming his symbols. North sat down in the large armchair, watching the sand.

"House?" North guessed as Sandy created a building above his head. The smaller guardian gave a thumbs up. Then, he created a big "X" above the house. North scratched his head.

"House…no house?" The Cossack hummed in thought. Sandy repeated the symbols again. A snowflake. A house. A cross.

"Jack…no house?" North muttered. The truth clicked. "Jack Frost has no house? No home?" He asked. Sandy nodded, his glow filling slightly with his mood.

North ran a hand down his face.

"How long?" He asked eventually, sighing. Sandy shrugged. There was silence for a few moments as both guardians were lost in thought. Suddenly, North sprang off his chair comically, a smile spreading across his face.

"Idea!" He boomed, beginning to pace. Sandy watched him, a smile on his lips. "We make Jack a home, yes? Then he iz no longer homeless!" The Cossack turned to the sandman, pausing in mid-step. "It could be here, were it iz cold!" Sandy beamed, nodding with his thumbs up.

"Phil!" North yelled. "Contact the other guardians, but not Jack! Trust me!"

—

A few minutes later, Bunny and Tooth arrived. Bunny was cursing under his breath whilst Tooth was looking around curiously.

"What is this about, North?" She asked, fluttering in the air nervously. "Why did a yeti come to my palace?" She scanned the room. "And where is Jack?"

"Late, probably." Bunny grumbled from the fire, massaging his feet. "Why are we here, North? Better be important."

"Jack is not here because the meeting is about him." North addressed, sitting in his chair. Before he could continue, Bunny scoffed.

"What has the li'l bugger done today?" He asked in amusement, whiskers twitching.

"Is there something wrong?" Tooth asked, shooting a glare at the Pooka.

"It iz about Jack's…home." North began to explain, but Bunny interrupted him.

"Ya tellin' me tha' I came all this way to hear that Frosty has a home?!"

"Bunny – "

"I froze my tail off and now – "

"That isn't – "

"Ya expect me to be happy?!"

"Jack is homeless!" North yelled, startling the Pooka. Breathing on deeply, he attempted to calm himself. "Jack…doesn't have a home."

Bunny lay his ears back whilst Tooth gasped.

"But The Man in the Moon gives us one when we become immortals, doesn't he?" The fairy asked in disbelief.

"That's what I thought." Bunny muttered, avoiding eye contact with the Cossack.

"That iz what we all thought." North said, sighing. "But not one of us asked."

Sandy made some symbols, but none of the guardians noticed them; they were all staring at the ground or at a wall.

"What about food?" Tooth asked after a long pause. When none of the guardians answered, she raised her voice. "He has something to eat, right?" She turned to Sandy, who was shaking his head.

"He hasn't anything to eat either?" Bunny asked no one in particular, seeing Sandy's answer. Sandy nodded and made a symbol above his head. A trash can.

All guardians said nothing, but all knew what they symbol meant – what exactly Jack ate.

"Well, what's the plan?" Bunny asked in the silence. North stood up from his chair so suddenly it was alarming, and his frown quickly changed into a smile.

"We make him a room!" The guardian announced. His expression turned quickly to determination. "But I will need your assistance."

"Sure thing, mate." Bunny, surprisingly, was the first one to volunteer. "No offence, but I'm the best painter here, if I say so myself." North nodded, smiling.

"That would be excellent." He said and turned to the other guardians.

"My fairies are good at decoration." Tooth suggested. "They would be glad to help."

"Good, Good…and Sandy?"

Sandy made a few symbols above his head.

"Heights…rope…" North guessed. "Oh – you can reach high things with your rope?"

Sandy nodded, smiling.

"Well then, it is sorted!" North clapped his hands together. "We start as soon as possible! And whatever happens – "

"—Don't tell Jack." The other guardians finished, smiling.

—

Jack grinned and tapped the window with the butt of his staff. The boy inside turned, confused, until he saw the spirit.

"Jack!" Jamie said happily, fiddling with the window latch. Jack waited patiently, smiling and frosting the window.

"Done it!" Jamie wrenched open and the spirit climbed inside, shaking off the snow on his shoulders.

"Hey kiddo." Jack greeted, ruffling the smaller boy's hair.

"Jack!" Jamie moaned, swatting away the cold hand. "You're messing up my hair…"

Jack's smile grew.

"Aw…didn't know you were trying to impress girls…" he teased, making Jamie blush, muttering something under his breath.

"I thought you weren't coming back 'till next winter." Jamie quickly changed the subject, looking up at his friend.

"You…don't want me here?" Jack pretended to look offended, placing a hand on his heart. "I didn't think you could be so mean."

"No! I like you here!" Jamie grinned, grabbing Jack's hand. "I can show you this new thing I brought!" Curiously, Jack let Jamie lead him to the other side of the room. The younger boy dug under his bed and pulled out a plastic pot.

"Wow, Jamie…it's a pot." Jack snorted. Jamie laughed.

"Look what's inside!" Jamie opened the lid and the spirit saw some thick, green stuff. He peered closer.

"That looks…yucky."

Jamie laughed again and (to Jack's horror) picked up the green substance in his hand. It leaked slightly from the gaps of his fingers, making Jack recoil.

"It's slime."

"Slime"

"Yup!"

"People sell slime?"

"Yup!"

"That's weird." Jack poked the slime in Jamie's hand. "Too squishy."

"It's cool…" Jamie countered. Jack grinned.

"And that's why we'll never see eye to eye." He said, swinging his staff. Jamie squashed the slime in his hand, making the spirit shudder. The brunette looked up suddenly, eyes widening.

"Look – the lights!" He pointed, and Jack span around. True to what Jamie said, the Northern Lights were cutting through the air – an odd sight seeing as it was the middle of the day.

"I'm sure it's nothing." Jack stretched, hopping onto the windowsill with unnatural grace. "Last time North wanted us over to play a chess tournament…"

Jamie laughed, relaxing slowly.

"So nothing life-threatening?" He asked. Jack smiled.

"Nope." He waved at the child. "See you soon, kiddo."

—

Jack drifted into the globe room, expecting the guardians to be seated around the table. However, there was nothing in sight apart from a sheet of paper.

The guardians hadn't really been…talking to him for a while.

Not that I wasn't expecting this anyway, Jack reminded himself, moving towards the paper. He skipped the words, but looked down at the large arrow pointing to the stairs. Shrugging, the spirit followed the arrow, dragging his staff over each step. Once he reached the top step, he found another arrow on a sheet of paper leading to the right of the hallway.

"Why so many arrows?" He muttered, obeying the symbol. Creating a frost trail behind him, he strolled down the hallway, glancing at the doors.

One door made him stop in his tracks.

There, in front of him, was a door blindingly different from the rest. It was blue instead of a basic brown, and a white snowflake was painted in the centre. Above it, another piece of paper had a arrow scrawled on it, pointing into the room.

Curiously, Jack pushed the door open, smiling at the sight before him.

The room was mainly decorated with long icicles on the ceiling and floor. There was a small desk beside a large window with a painted egg, a feather, a small rocking horse and a sand-dolphin placed in the centre. Opposite the desk was a large bed with blue covers.

This was his room.

A warm, unknown feeling spread through Jack – something that made an infectious grin spread across his face.

"Thanks guys!"

—

"Thanks guys!"

Safely hidden in a small living room, the guardians of hope, wonder, dreams and memories smiled.

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