Anything italicized is someone's thought bubble or they're singing
Jack woke up in the snow in 1712, but found himself with his head in Dorothy's lap while she read a book with one of her hands on his stomach. He grinned at the sight of her reading, as he took her hand. The one that was on his stomach, making her look down at him and smile herself.
"Morning, Sleeping Beauty." She teased with a giggle. "Nice nap?"
"Yeah...now that I know you've been here." He said with a smirk, making Dorothy giggle at his remark.
"Still a charmer to me, even after you proposed!" She declared, making Jack's smile fault and sit up some to look at her.
"I proposed?"
"Yeah. Don't you remember?" She asked with a smile.
"Uh, yeah. Yeah, of course. But refresh my mind?" He said back, making the young girl giggle at him again, with her left hand going on her mouth that showed a beautiful diamond ring in the shape of a snowflake on her ring finger.
"Well, you took me to our favorite spot, right out that way by the frozen pond." She began with a smile on her face. You could tell she was happy about her wedding day to come after the new year in 1713. "There were icicles everywhere, on every tree! Just hanging there. It was beautiful. And you told me that if you had the power, you'd cover the whole town in icicles just for me."
"I said that?" Jack asked with a chuckle. His brown cape had fallen over his shoulders as he moved up a bit more.
"Yeah, you did." Dorothy answered smiling excitedly. "But anyway, as I was staring at the beauty that is winter, you had snuck the gesture of getting down on one knee. I spun around, and you just blurted it out. 'Dorothy Ivy Aldridge, will make me the happiest prankster in the world, and marry me?'. You're face held hope and fear mixed into one." Jack grinned at the story of how he proposed, for that sounds like him. "Now how could I say no to a face like that?"
"That made me happier than any prank could." He said as he kissed her.
"Jack!" A young voice called, making the happy couple pull away from their kiss and looked over to see Flee standing there with a big smile on her face.
"Yeah, Flee?" Jack asked, knowing fully well what she was about to do. She squealed and ran up to him, hugging them both out of excitement.
"You have no idea how happy I am!" She yelled with laughter, which made the two proposed teens laugh at the little 9-year-old's antics. To be quite honest, Jack was happy too. It was another memory he had forgotten about that finally resurfaced.
But in this moment, the rest of them came to play. He remembered Easter with Dorothy and Flee, as well as his mother. He remembered Thanksgiving with Dorothy's family mixed in with his. He remembered Christmas, how she had given him the cape he was wearing now and some new ice skates. He even started to remember when he was 7-years-old.
XXXFLASHBACKXXX
Jack, at 7, ran through the town, with his mother Aura right behind him. They were in the market place, getting some food for the house, when Jack bumped into a young girl with ginger-brown hair and royal blue eyes. She wore a cute little purple dress and black flats where as Jack didn't have shoes on, since it was Spring time in this memory.
"Oh, sorry." He said smiling, making the girl look at him, with a smile as well.
"It's okay." She said.
"I'm Jackson Overland."
"I'm Dorothy...Dorothy Aldridge."
XXXEND OF FLASHBACKXXX
Jack smiled at the fact that he remembered everything finally. Now he felt like he could live on as Jack Frost, feeling complete about his life. Except for the fact that he didn't remember ever marrying Dorothy.
"I have a request!" Flee said with excitement as she let them go.
"What is it, Flee?" Dorothy asked with a giggle.
"Let's all go ice skating! I've always wanted to ice skate!" This made Jack's smile fall and have it be replaced by that of fear and worry. He realized what day this was. It was the day he died, while saving his sister from the cracking ice.
"Oh, I wish I could go. But I can't unfortunately." Dorothy said with remorse. "I have to start planning the wedding. But maybe your big brother will take you?"
"Please, Jack?" Flee asked, with hope in her eyes. Jack saw this and sighed. If he really did go back in time, he couldn't change history. If he did, he probably wouldn't become Jack Frost in the future. So, he smiled at Flee and nodded his head yes, even though he knew what it meant for him.
XXXPRESENT TIMEXXX
North sat there with the others, feeling sorry for themselves, since there was no way out of the dome, or cave, or whatever they were in. Bunny was starting to lose hope of ever seeing Easter mornings again, or seeing the beautiful moonlight in the skies. It was starting to seem like nothing was going to come and rescue them.
"Aw..." A sinister voice began as a swirl of black snow and ice rose in the corner and then disappeared, leaving Farah in its spot. "...are we all missing freedom?"
"Let us go, Farah!" Tooth yelled with some spunk.
"I'd rather not do that." Farah said with a smirk. "After all, if I'm to win and get Jack out of the way...I need you guys here."
"Why do you want Jack out of the way?!" Bunny yelled like an overprotective uncle of their youngest Guardian.
"He's in my way!" Farah yelled. "He's been in my way for over 300 years!"
"You've been around for a while now though." North said confused. "Not even 300 years."
"HE PROMISED ME HE'D NEVER LEAVE ME!" She screamed as a flurry started to float around her. "HE PROMISED!"
"Hey! Hold up!" Jack's voice echoed in her ears before she made herself disappear from the Guardians' sight.
"Who was she before she was Farah Snow?" Tooth asked as she pulled out a list quickly and looked at all the names of the children she had collected teeth from until a name that she had forgotten about for years popped out. "Oh, my; moon." She said, making them all look at her with concern. "I know who Farah really is..."
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"I don't know if I can help, Oracle." Dottie said as she was sitting on the bay window seat in the room Jack was laying in. She saw how peaceful he looked while asleep. It reminded her of when they were alive and he'd fall asleep in her lap.
"You're the last hope I can think of, Dottie." Oracle said as she took Jack's hand. "He needs to wake up, and the only way to do that, is if you speak to him!"
"He doesn't remember my voice!" Dottie yelled. "How can I speak to him if he doesn't even remember me yet!?"
"I'll see you later..." Jack's voice filled the air, making them look at him. "...Dorothy."
"Looks like he does now." Oracle said with a smirk.
"But, Oracle...!"
"I know...you're scared." Oracle began. "But Manny thinks this will be a good thing for him. He'll wake up, we'll tell him Farah has the Guardians, and we'll go save them."
"But what if it doesn't work. What if he stays asleep and Farah wins?"
"Dorothy...stop. You're letting Pitch win. You're starting to fear for your old fiancé's chances of waking up."
"Well do you blame me!? I haven't seen him in over 300 years! I didn't even know he was still alive until North told me about Jack Frost!"
"I didn't either until 5 years ago, when he was chosen." Dottie looked at Oracle with surprise. She knew she had her memories, but she didn't really know who Oracle was in her previous life. It was kind of mystery to all of the Spirits in their world. "You should have seen my face...when I found out that my oldest child was still alive." At that, Dottie's eyes widened with surprise and shock.
"Mrs. Overland? Is that really you?"
"Yes, Miss Al...I mean Meadows. It's me."
"I...I can't believe this."
"Died from a broken heart...after losing Jackson." Oracle smiled as she looked down at her former son laying there. She saw that he was sweating a bit now, looking scared about something. "Jackson?" She called, making Dottie look at him and run to the other side of the bed.
"He's remembering his death." The young female spirit stated as she took his hand from Oracle, her engagement ring from 305 years ago still on her ring finger left hand. "Jack...dear...wake up. It's me...Dorothy Aldridge." The young nature spirit began, before taking a deep breathe and tightened her grip on his hand. "Please...come home to me."
