This one is probably the closest thing to a drabble that I've done so far ^^; But I felt like it didn't really need any further extension.

It's a prompt from SonYukiGoku'sSister who read my mind about the Mrs Claus thing and her apparent absence in the movie.

Also, as you know, I don't do romance in this series, but if any of you are into that kind of thing, I would recommend checking out Martakus' 'Roll With the Wind'.

Oh! Shout out to Guest for being the 200th reviewer! :3 You guys *teary eyed* this series would be nothing without all your support, so thank you *glomps*

Now to disclaim (I disclaim) and move on to the chapter!

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Fact and Fiction

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"Hey, North," Jack began slowly. "Can I ask you something?"

The man in question looked up from the ice plane he'd been carving, one brow raised in interest. "Of course, Jack. What is it?"

"I was talking with Jamie earlier about folklore and stuff about spirits," he said, moving over to perch himself on the edge of a workbench, "and he brought up one story that stumped me. So I figured I'd just ask you."

North nodded, gesturing for him to go on.

"Is there a Mrs Claus?"

North blinked, honestly not having expected such a question. "No, that one is just story."

"Oh, okay then," Jack replied with a small frown. If that was the case, then how many other things did people have wrong? He'd seen some of the representations of Jack Frost (which was rather ironic, considering that still no one had believed in him) and all were all horribly wrong.

"Is not that I never wanted to marry and have family," North continued, misreading Jack's expression. "There just… was never time. And now as immortal it would be more difficult, no?"

"There's always other spirits," Jack suggested.

North gave him a deadpan look. "Would you want to marry any of them?"

…He certainly had a point. There were plenty of them who were lovely enough (Tooth, for example) but the answer would still be a decided 'no'.

"The humans have often mistaken things," North said with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Like you for example; you are not old man and most certainly not cruel."

"The old man one is just them mistaking me for Old Man Winter," Jack shuddered. The guy seriously freaked him out.

"Besides, I do not need to get married – I already have family," North smiled, an expression Jack returned. "And I would not trade any of you for the world."

"Thanks, North."

North waved him off and held up the ice plane. "Come, I want to get your opinion on this."