I got inspired for this mostly because of other stories. But I probably made it a little more teary-eye just because I think this is how it would really go. You know...if Jack Frost (hot guy even though he is Winter Spirit) really knew Jamie Bennett.
Jamie was hallucinating. That had to be the only logical explanation. No way was this real. It couldn't be. Then again, he didn't Jack Frost was real and the universe just HAD to prove him wrong.
Jamie stared at his computer's screen. Currently on (I DO NOT OWN IT!) for a school project, a family tree actually, Jamie was looking at a name. One name, that to others would be nothing but a name, meant everything to Jamie.
"I'M RELATED TO THE COOLEST DUDE EVER!" Jamie yelled, jumping all around his room, only stopping when he realized Jack had come in through the window and was staring at Jamie like he was crazy. "Oh...hi."
"Hi. Mind telling me why you're jumping around like the Kangaroo?" Jack asked, leaning on his staff. Jamie hesitated, just for a moment. What would happen if he told his best friend/big brother the truth.
"Um…..well, I found out I'm related to the best person ever?" Jamie said, though it sounded more like a question. Jack put one of his hands on his heart dramatically.
"I'm hurt. I thought I was the best person ever."
"Well...you are and I…" Jamie trailed off as he saw Jack's eyes widen. Jamie rushed to fix whatever damage he had just done. "I-I had a family tree project, so I went on this website and it says thatIamrelatedtoyoursistermeaningyouaremygreat-great-great-great-greatuncle!"
"Say that again, but slower, please?" Jack pleaded. Jamie took a deep breath before repeating what he had said.
"I am related to your sister, meaning you are my great-great-great-great uncle."
Jamie had been expecting yelling. Instead, he watched as Jack began to tear up, smiling and looking dubious at the computer. This is what it said:
Pippa Michelle Overlander married George Wilson, and had two children, Jack and Molly. They had a daughter name Harriet who married Benjamin Olson. They had three sons, Kenneth, Maxwell, and Liam. Liam married Joseline Thompson and they had William who later wed Elizabeth Davidson, who had Samantha. Samantha later wed Henry Bennett, and they had James and Sophie Bennett. (THIS WAS HARD).
Jack pulled Jamie into a hug, crying softly. Jamie returned the embrace, not really sure what was happening. After a minute or two, they separated and Jack wiped away his leftover tears.
"Sorry, kid. It's just….I can actually see her in you. Pippa, I mean. I can see her in Soph too. I thought it was just me though. Guess I owe you, what, ten years of birthday presents?" Jack laughed, and Jamie joined in.
"Eleven next month," Jamie said as Jack grabbed his staff. "You aren't leaving already?"
"Gotta make some snowstorms. Don't worry; I'll get you a snow day sometime soon. I'll visit again tomorrow," Jack apologized. Jamie smiled before getting an idea.
"Alright. See you later, Uncle Jack." Jack smirked before ruffling Jamie's hair.
"Yeah. Later, my annoying nephew."
"HEY!"
AN: Just wanted some fluff. Kitkat Out!