I wonder why you've been hurting

I wish I had some way to say

You're going through so much

Don't you know that I

Could be the one to hold you

A stuffed, wimpy hammer. Pitch staggered away, holding his face where she hit it. By the time he could see again, she was holding Jack, who was beginning to stir.

Pitch tried to turn the light off again, but Rita smacked him with the hammer again, smiling to herself as Jack's eyes fluttered open.

"R-Rita…"

"Yeah Jack?" She helped him up and onto her bed.

"Ow…" He rubbed the back of his head.

"Yeah, you fell on a Lego," He giggled then whispered to Rita. "I need my staff. Where is it?"

"Excuse me, Pitch." She shoved past the Boogieman and squeezed into her closet.

"What?..." Pitch looked to Jack, who shrugged.

She walked back out, hiding something behind her back and not letting Pitch see it. Then she lunged under her bed and pulled something out, hiding it too. She dug one more thing out of the pile of stuff beside her bed and hid it behind her back. She smiled to Pitch then secretly handed Jack his staff.

Pitch made a very confused face. "Where… Where did you hide it?..."

Rita suddenly chucked a shoe at Pitch's face. It hit home and made a foot print on his gray skin.

"Oo-ow!" Pitch yelped. "What is wrong with you!? And how do you have so many dangerous projectile-like things in your room!?"

Rita giggled and threw a handful of Lego blocks at him. He screeched as they pelted him in various places on his body. Jack and Rita couldn't stop laughing.

There was a gasp from the doorway. "Rita!" Rita and Jack turned to see Rita's sister Autumn glaring from the door. "We were going to start cleaning your side! And now you start throwing things on mine! I worked really hard on that! And you're just giggling like a maniac! Oh wait, I forgot, YOU ARE ONE!"

Autumn stomped over to her side– through Pitch – and grabbed the shoes and Legos. "Seriously!?" she chucked them at Rita and Jack. "Here! Have `em back!"

Jack yelped and ducked, one bouncing off his already aching head. Rita growled in frustration. "I love my room messy!"

Autumn glared at her. "Well, I like a clean room!" she glowered and turned to her bookcase. She gasped in horror and leaned down, picking up a phonics book with a pig on it. She started breathing heavily. "You. Knocked down! PIGGY!" she screamed in frustration and looked down at the book, her lip puckering. "And now he's got a rip…" she sniffled.

Jack bit his lip. "Uh, Rita? Who's she?"

Rita giggled nervously. "Hehe… My idiot sister…"

Autumn's head snapped up. "What!?"

James popped his head in the door. "Hey, what's going on—oh, she's here," he turned around. "I'm staying out of it, you can talk to Mom and Dad when they get back." He ran down the stairs.

Rita giggled nervously as Autumn stomped over, fuming. "Don't you EVER call me an idiot, you idiot! And who are you even talking to?"

Rita made a face. "Uh, I'm not even gonna lie to you cuz you're mad right now, so, uh, Jack Frost!" she smiled and pointed to Jack.

Autumn froze and her left eye twitched. She threw her hands up and walked into the closet, grabbing the piggy book and shoving the door closed.

Rita released the breath she had been holding and turned back to Jack. "Phew, that could've been a disaster."

Pitch raised his hand. "I'm still here."

"Ugh…"

AN: So, no one reviewed. Please, if you're going to follow or favorite it, please review. Hope you liked this. I'm a bit behind on my schedule, so I'm posting this. I might not update again for a really long while. Unless I get a good amount of reviews. They're motivating.

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