OK, hi everyone, Darkwolfpup22 is back! I decided to carry on with my fanfic due to all the wonderful reviews I received. Honestly, thanks everyone, your all so great! I will give you all cookie later, I don't own any of the characters, ENJOY

"Woooohooo" shouted Jack as he bounced up to the ceiling of the lair again. Pitch spoke up "Jack, must you really do that with my nightmare sand?" Jack gave an aww of disappointment before unstrapping the nightmare sand springs from his bare feet.

Jack played with the corner of his brown cloak, "Dad? did you remember?" Pitch felt his heart twang, it made him happy when Jack called him that... like REALLY happy. But he didn't particularly want to get TOO attached. Of course he knew what Jack was talking about, but he decided to play dumb. "Remember what?" asked Pitch as if he really didn't know. Jack looked downwards with a crestfallen expression on his face. Pitch couldn't stand to see the boy so heartbroken, even though he should AND would have normally enjoyed such an expression, he didn't when Jack made it.

He glided over the floor towards Jack, "oooohhh, you mean this!" From behind his back, he drew a present wrapped in black wrapping paper. Jack's face lit up, "happy 118th birthday" said Pitch, Jack smiled he grabbed the present and tore off the wrapping paper, inside was a blue hoodie, Jack took it and smiled, he was about to thank Pitch when he noticed something else in the paper, he pulled out a small vial that had a piece of paper inside. He removed his cloak and slipped the hoodie over his cream long sleeved top, it was soft and comfortable, immediately frost formed around the shoulders.

He leant forward and wrapped his arms against Pitch's waist, Pitch seemed surprised for a second, but then hugged Jack back. He whispered in Jack's ear, "use the vial when you need it" Jack nodded. When they parted Jack flew up to the celling whooping in happiness, "Dad?" asked Jack, Pitch wince again, there it was, that familiar twang on his heart, he knew he had to do something, so he spoke up "Jack, please don't call me... dad" said Pitch, "if you must call me anything that has to do with family then call me -" then Jack intervened "MOMMY!" he yelled, before collapsing into hysterics while floating in the air.

Pitch shook his head in amusement, "I was going to say Father" he said. Jack paused and thought about it for a while. "Ok, father it is," said Jack with a smile, "can I go out?" asked Jack, Pitch nodded and Jack flew out the lair with a call of "BYE DAD!" Pitch laughed... actually laughed. What could he say, the boy was amusing. Pitch walked towards his globe, he had work to do.

So there we are, Chapter 2, thanks for all the reviews that got me writing this story again. I really appreciate it. Review if you want chapter 3. Once again I don't own any of the characters, I just own the storyline. Darkwolfpup22 over and out.