"Woah!" you may be saying, "Didn't that chick post something already tonight?!". Why yes, you are correct. But I'm back with a quickie! I'm getting into this fanfiction thing. Not sure for how long, but it's definitely fun right now. Besides, it's the new year now! You gotta have new things for the new year.

But in all seriousness, this is a short and simple idea I had that I absolutely felt compelled to do. I'm an older sister myself. My little sister is just about ten years younger than me. So far, she is the love of my life haha. I want to do so much with her, show her so much, just be with her so much. I can't even remember how to live without her.

So, naturally, one of my favorite aspects of Jack's character is his relationship with his younger sister.

Thank you guys so much for the continued favorites, follows, and definitely the reviews! I'm new to this site, but I've had a very lovely introduction so far. Special thanks to scrubslova! Your comment made me so happy I actually smiled at the computer like a maniac. I'll definitely reply to your comment in a PM as well. Thank you all once again, and I hope what I write makes you smile!


Jack was Jamie's informant on everything to do with the guardians. Sometimes they would chat for an hour at a time, Jamie asking Jack even the slightest questions that came to mind. Jack had told Jamie that Bunny and North were the only two guardians with their own holidays.

Jamie secretly thought Jack was wrong. He believed that every single snow day was Jack's holiday, and each were just as good as the other guardians' holidays. And that day was a snow day.

That snow day had been particularly wonderful. He and Jack were building an igloo. But it wasn't just an igloo. It was an ice palace, with Jack's abilities transforming an average igloo into an artistic wonder.

Jamie was attempting to keep up, and he was doing a pretty good job on a window out of the igloo. He had even managed to make it look more like an actual window by giving it a pointed top. He was hoping Jack would ice it over to give it an actual pane when he finished.

Then he heard Sophie's voice calling him from the door of the house. He heard the crunch crunch of her tiny feet on the fresh snow.

"Hey, come here, Sophie!" Jack called. Jamie had noticed he had a huge soft spot for the little girl.

"Jack Jack Jack!" Sophie squealed. She had a soft spot for Jack as well. She ran to Jamie's window and jumped up and down, her face popping up over the snow wall, then disappearing behind it rapidly. She was just short enough to have trouble peering into the igloo. Finally, as she jumped, she grabbed the sill of Jamie's window and struggled to pull herself up. The snow couldn't take her weight, and the wall crumbled on top of her.

Sophie looked shocked, and possibly on the verge of tears. The hard compacted snow had smacked her right in the face and made her tiny nose even redder with cold.

"Sophie! Look what you did! You wrecked it!" Jamie yelled at her, outraged that she had destroyed the thing he had worked on for so long. Sophie sniffed hard once or twice, then burst into tears. She tore out of the snow and ran for the house, little bits of ice still stuck in her blonde hair.

"Jamie!". Jamie froze. He hadn't thought Jack Frost could sound angry, never would have even imagined it. But he definitely did now. Worse still, he could feel Jack's eyes boring into his back. He turned slowly to face him, feeling the expression of shame forming on his own face.

"You have to apologize to her." Jack was frowning, but at least it wasn't an extremely angry look he was giving him. His voice softened a fraction, too. Jamie secretly never wanted to see Jack fully angry. He was his best friend, but he was sure that as powerful and old as Jack really was, he could be terrifying.

"But she destroyed it! She didn't even say sorry to me for doing it, either!" Jamie pouted.

"That doesn't matter. You made your sister cry, Jamie. You should never make your own sister cry." Jack, who wasn't really angry at all, couldn't help but smile ruefully. If only he had never made his own sister cry.

"Why not? She started it. She made me unhappy first." Jamie crossed his arms over his chest.

Jack sighed and rubbed the bridge of his nose, closing his eyes. Jamie giggled. For a moment, Jack looked like his dad. Then Jack motioned for him to come closer, almost in the same way his dad did when he was in trouble. He stopped laughing then.

"Jamie..." Jack paused, probably still thinking of what to say, "...you aren't supposed to make your sister cry because there are other things that'll make her cry someday.". He rapped Jamie on the head affectionately. "There are some bad, scary things in the world. Some of those things might make Sophie cry sometimes, but you're her big brother. It's your job to pick her up when things knock her down. Yes, even when it's just a little bit of snow that knocks her down." they both laughed a bit at this. "Will you please go say you're sorry and give her a hug, for me?" Jack asked, looking down at Jamie with an encouraging smile.

"Okay." Jamie replied, not even hesitant now. As he headed for the house, he turned back for a second. "I'm sorry about before and I promise I'll be a good big brother, Jack.".

Jack laughed and shook his head as he watched the kid enter his home. "That kid. It's like he's a little adult sometimes." he muttered to himself. He flopped down in the middle of the igloo, lost in thought.

He had made his own sister cry a few times. Mostly over small pranks, and he had always regretted it afterward. But the one time he regretted the most had been no prank. He had not actually seen her cry that time, but he was sure she had. The two of them had been so close. He shivered, but definitely not because of the cold. He couldn't even imagine how much she must've cried once he was gone.

He wished so hard that he had never made her cry.

But he would much rather she cried that day, hundreds of years ago, than what had almost happened. After all, sometimes it just wasn't enough to pick your sister up after she fell. Sometimes you had to make sure she never fell in the first place. Yes, even if it was just a little bit of ice that made her fall.

Somewhere deep down inside, he was thankful. He had had to wait so long. But now he was finally getting a second chance at being a big brother.


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