Chapter Twenty-Six

The Best Candy Ever

"Frosty? What the- why am I here?!" She asked, apparently noticing that she was in fact, in a graveyard. It appeared that the graveyard wasn't her actual target location, jack wondered where she was actually trying to go.

"Why are you asking me?" Jack asked, hopping up to his feet. "You're the one who appeared out of nowhere. Do you usually appear in a cloud? I've never noticed it before."

Her only response was to rip her black coat off and try to shake the dust off but there was no such luck. She had her singlet on underneath, of course; the scars were the same pale but almost shiny pink as the last time jack had seen them. It had occurred to him a little while ago that he had never really seen scars before, not that he remembered.

Something small and pink flew out of one of the jacket pockets and landed against Jack's knee before falling to the ground. He picked up the small, pink heart shaped sweet and- oh no.

"Why have you got one of these?" He asked, holding up the offending candy.

"They taste good." She answered, not looking at him. "Why else would I-"

"Okay sure but, you're wrong."

Her head snapped up from where she'd been trying to dust the powder off of her jacket.

"Excuse me?"

"They taste like chalk!"

"Conversation hearts are basically the best candy ever made. What the hell are you talking about? Chalk?! You don't know what you're saying." She said as she pulled her coat back on, grumbling to herself. "I suppose I can count this as me checking on you. It is technically a visit after all."

"You make it sound like I live here."

"...Uh-huh."

"Fine, shut up." Jack rolled his eyes as he turned away. She followed beside him on the ground as he walked along the broken bits of stone pillar, then continued on beside him as he walked along the top of the iron fencing that ran around the graveyard.

"Can I ask you a question?" jack asked her, and before she could speak, he added. "Without the whole you-just-asked-me-a-question thing that Bunny does."

"Talking to you is too much like talking to Eros. Sure, go ahead."

"Why were you stealing from Bunny?"

"...You ever get an idea in your head and can't get rid of it?"

"Can't say-" jack glanced down from the fence to see her looking ahead but smirking, rolling her eyes. "What?"

"I don't know your memories but I know memories of you, and I know Bunnymund's memories of you."

"Okay...oh."

"Blizzards on Easter, eh?"

"It was only once, and it...was an accident." Jack said. "...Sort of."

She didn't say anything but she nodded for him to continue.

"It was...I don't know, I guess I wanted their attention? Someone's anyway, it didn't really matter who – I just thought it'd be funny to make it snow a little and it just...didn't stop. I didn't know how. I thought I could but you know, an Easter Blizzard happened instead."

"You were...a troublemaker, from what I can tell, Frosty. Trying to break into the Pole as well, regular trickster." She said; she was smiling while she said it.

"No surprise Bunny put the security measures into-"

"So you're why I got covered in pink!"

"You're the one who broke in! For chalk candy!"

Jack jumped from the last pillar of the fence and landed neatly on a taller post, sitting down on the flat top, so he could look down at her frowning up at him.

"Stupid rabbit, I should've just gone to see Sammy."

"...Okay, but who's that?"

"You don't know Sammy?!"

"No?"

"We should go see him!"

"...How?" Jack asked and quickly realised it was a stupid question, so he dropped down to the ground next to her. "Okay, fine but two things. One, I have no idea who Sammy is and two, I'm pretty sure most, if not all, of the spirits hate me-"

Jack couldn't finish his sentence; she was quick to grab his arm and with a blink, he was no longer in the graveyard. He opened his eyes, expecting her to be gone again, with him stranded somewhere he didn't know.

He was correct, partly; he had no idea where he was, at all. He was wrong however, about her. She was still there, standing a short distance away, hands in her coat pockets as she looked around where they had appeared.

Where on earth were they?