A/N: I just had this in my head and couldn't not post it, so you'll have to wait for the concluding chapter of the Confessions Arch.

This is made all the more better if you go to youtuberepeater / watch?v=XAYhNHhxN0A. Yes, with the repeat. I don't know how long it would take you to read this through, but having the music on constantly makes the story that much more fun to read for me, so I thought you might enjoy it too.

Oh, this is before the movie... forgot to mention that.

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Phil stiffened and looked around as music filled the pole. It seemed to come from everywhere at once, and the yeti realized that Jack had gotten to their sound system. What was the kid doing? What was this, anyways? It sounded oddly familiar, yet he couldn't place it.

Other yetis were stopping in their work as well, asking each other who put on the music.

When North passed by Phil, the head yeti grew worried.

"Phil, what is music for?

He tried to give a response, but since he didn't know, he couldn't really give one. The best he could do was shrug.

"Ah, wait... isn't this music from new spy movie?" North asked. He paused and tilted his head, listening for a few moments. "Yes!" He bellowed. "I know what is going on, Phil."

The yeti was surprised. He still had no idea what this whole thing was about.

"You think I should make new spy toy for children!" North gave a pat on the back to Phil. "Good idea, no? I go start now."

Before Phil could get another word in, North had already started walking towards his study to start designing a new toy. His deep voice was singing along with the music as he made his way there.

Phil stood, shocked as his boss left him. Uh.. okay. Sure. That works. At least North didn't mind it much. Now, all Phil had to do was figure out how to stop it. A yeti came up to him, and gave him a slip of paper. In one corner it held a simple snowflake. Phil took it and quickly scanned over it.

At 0900 hours, the North Pole Workshop will be breached.

I suggest you use what little time you have to prepare wisely.

I'll even give you the advantage of no flying on my part.

There is no stopping me this time.

-Jack Frost

This message will freeze in 5 seconds...

Phil glanced around, wondering if Jack was nearby. Surely, he couldn't freeze it unless he was close. His question was answered when exactly 5 seconds later, the frost from the snowflake grew and consumed the paper, causing it to become frozen solid. Phil let go of the paper, before it froze to his paws. When it hit the floor, it shattered, and it would take a miracle to put it back together... though why anyone would do that was beyond Phil. Jack was obviously enjoying this set up. If he wanted a secret mission so badly, he would have to do his best to give Jack a challenge.

'This is going to be fun.' Phil smirked and headed off to get everything ready.

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A/N: From this point on, I'm going to be having the yetis speak like every one else does, with the "Blah blah blah", but it is still all in yetish.

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"Red Team, sound off."

"Red Leader, standing by..."

"Red 1, standing by..."

"Red 2, standing by..."

"Red 3, standing by..."

It continued through all the nine members of the group.

Phil looked at the yetis who answered him. They each stood at attention, ready to go off into their sectors. "Good, Red Team will have the upper levels in the Southern and Western Wings. Make sure to check all windows, and locks. Our target, Blue, is slippery and will be ready for us."

The head yeti, or for this mission, Gold Leader, turned to face another team that was ready to go. "Green Team, you'll have the same levels, North and East Wings. All of you keep your communication open at all times. We don't want to waste time with the on and off switch. Seconds could be the very difference between defeat and victory." He growled out in yetish.`

They all saluted, and the eighteen yetis headed out.

Phil turned and ordered the next four groups to their own areas. Some of the yetis had serious expressions. They would be ready for Blue the moment they saw him. Many of them, though, held smiles. This was all just a big game, and they were glad to be a part of it. They often didn't get a chance to do anything like this together as a big group. It would be a challenge, and they welcomed it.

Phil was glad this was all happening right after new years. They just finished cleaning up from last year and had started getting ready for the next one. They had plenty of time to do this with Jack. He must have been planning this for awhile though. Phil had already gone to the sound system room to check on it. The entire entry way was covered in ice. The soonest they'd be able to get in there and turn off the music would be in several hours.

He had stationed a squad of yetis there to work on it, and also gave them a way to communicate with the rest of the group, in case Jack, A.K.A, Blue, showed up near them.

Phil turned to his own group, only three members. The other two yetis were Phil most trusted friends. They were ready to get this whole thing started. "You two will be on your own out there. Be ready for anything. Even the slightest sign of a cold breeze or frost and you report it." Phil raised his comm unit. "That goes for all of you."

After he received their replies, a large clock sounded. He looked towards it.

9:00 A.M.

Let the games begin.

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Phil ran through the halls, his eyes never stopping. He passed by a few elves, but he ignored them. There was no time for the little guys now. As he continued through the halls, he heard his other team members report their findings. One in particular caught his ear.

"White 5, reporting wet floors along the North Wing, middle levels. Heading towards the center."

"Gold leader, here. Responding to call. If Blue is sighted, keep him locked in. Back up is coming." He cut off his first call, then sounded another. "Green Team, send 3 members to the middle floors. You are back up. Make sure he doesn't come down there."

They growled back affirmatives, and Phil smirked. Did Jack really think he could get away with this? Especially given the fact that he gave them a warning?

He shot off towards the North Wing. It was close enough, but if he took his time, he might miss their target. He turned a corner, and saw movement. Acting on instinct, he tackled the figure to the ground. He heard an 'umph' come from beneath him, but it was far to low to be Jack's voice. Phil stood up and helped the yeti that he had run over up back onto his feet.

Phil noticed that this one had no team marker.

Each Yeti that was part of a team had their respective color bands somewhere on them: Around their paw, head, waist... where ever. It gave a way to tell if the yeti was part of the game.

This one wasn't. This was one of the yetis that Phil referred to as a 'dead' or 'gray' yeti.

Said dead yeti did not enjoy being knocked to the ground by Phil, and he thought that their head leader was acting silly. Why was he doing this? It was simply a waste of time. If they ignored the stupid kid long enough, he would go back to what he normally did, and they could catch him and throw him out. Why were these guys playing along with him?

He growled out his thoughts to Phil and the three Green Team back up yetis that had come. He gave a glare to the four of them, then turned and left without another word.

Phil sighed. "Alright, return to your posts."

"What about the wet floors? Blue could still be in the area," One of them asked.

"No," He shook his head, "I don't think so. Those were thanks to that guy." He gestured to the yeti that was stomping away. "He had a crushed cup, it must have held some water. Must have run into some elves and spilled some. I'll have White Team keep an open eye, though. Be ready to return."

The three yetis smirked and saluted. "Roger, Gold Leader." They then sprinted back towards the lower floors.

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A single yeti stood guarding one of the many doors to the workshop. His code name for this mission was Yellow 7. He excitedly shifted from one foot to another. His entire team was in charge of the entry ways into the center workshop.

He heard a sudden thump and a small 'oops'. He stiffened as he realized that was the voice of their target. He grabbed his radio. "Yellow 7 to Gold Leader, auditory signs of Blue. Upper East Wing in the hallways heading South. Going to investigate."

Gold Leader responded, saying that back up was coming quickly, and to try and gain a visual.

Yellow 7 nodded to himself and ran off towards the the sound. After taking a few turns, he found a yeti slowly sitting up. His color marker had fallen off near him. Yellow 7 grabbed it and offered it back to him. "What happened, Brown 2?" He said, as he helped the other up.

"Got a visual, but before I could report, ice formed under my feet. He turned towards the stairs. Must have startled the kid. He seems a bit jumpy. " He replied, rubbing his head where he hit it one the floor.

Yellow 7 chuckled. "I'd be too, if the whole North Pole was after me." He paused and added, "Though, he really shouldn't have given us so much time to prepare.

"Was it that much? Not even an hour, you know." His friend reminded him.

"Yeah... Wow. We got this ready really fast. It's like we were waiting for it to happen." Yellow 7 laughed.

After the two stood up, Brown 2 tried to take a step but quickly found that the world spun beneath his feet. His companion was quick to balance him though.

"Thanks."

Yellow 7 just smiled. "Glad to help. Lets hope this doesn't take you out of the game."

Brown 2 shook his head, but quickly stopped. "Nah, I should be fine in a couple minutes."

They heard footsteps coming towards them, and Yellow 7 readied himself to catch Blue. Brown 2 leaned against the wall, but was still ready if Jack got in his reach. Just as the sounds were about to turn the corner, the two of them smirked and grinned at each other. 7 charged down the hall.

"What are you do-?!" North's eyes bulged as he saw the yeti coming at him. Yellow 7 were able to stop before completely running over the Russian, but North still flinched when he thought the yeti should have crashed into him.

Okay... now the Guardian was extremely curious as to what all the yetis were doing here.

"What is going on? Where are all the yetis?" He asked, completely baffled as to what his workers could be doing.

Brown 2 just grinned at the boss. "Oh, nothing... just looking for Blue."

"Blue? What is this blue?" North tried to think of what it could be, but nothing came to mind.

"You'll have to ask Phil that. I believe he is somewhere in the West-wing" The yeti replied.

North stared at the two of them, and gave them each a strange look before turning away to go look for his head yeti.

When they figured that North was out a hearing range, the two yetis burst into laughter. They had completely forgotten about the boss man. The both hoped that Phil wouldn't mind it too much that they had sent North his way.

Yellow 7 gave a final chuckle before speaking again. "Alright. Let me tell Phil what happened." He brought up his radio, ready to report, when he noticed something off about his companion.

"Where's your comm unit?"

Brown 2 looked down immediately, and found it missing. The two yeti's eyes met, and widened as they realize what happened.

"Gold Leader!" He called out loudly through his radio. This was bad news for them. "The target, Blue, has acquired a comm unit. Visual reported in the Upper East Wing, heading down to the lower levels. Brown 2 is down, but recovering quickly. He'll be out for a few minuets before returning to his post."

Brown 2 was about to object, but Yellow 7 just gave him a look. "You need to make sure you're fully alright. Why not wait a bit till the world stops spinning?"

The other yeti only responded with an eye roll and sigh. They both walked back to Yellow 2's post, and waited to see what happened next.

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Phil groaned as he heard the report. The last thing they needed was Jack knowing their every move.

"Gold Leader, this is White Leader, I had a visual of the target. He is heading towards the lower levels of the North-East Wing. Have Green Team standing by to interfere." It ended with a crackle of static.

Phil was about to respond when some one else beat him to it.

"Gold Leader, White Leader, this is Blue Leader. Dispatch of the Green Team is not needed. I've already passed by them and am heading towards the location of the Red Team. I suggest you come up with a different plan." Jack laughed at the end, and cut off the transmission.

The yeti leader growled, and raised the comm unit to send out an order. "Black Team, prepare to engage. I'm going to push him into your area. Make sure you keep him there."

Static sounded on the channel and the light voice of Jack came on again, cutting through the other reports coming in. "Scratch my last comment, I think I'll stay right here. Oh, by the way, I have a visual of White 3. He is lazing about, and should be dealt with accordingly."

"Gold Leader! White 9 here. Blue is in the vicinity of White 3. I have a visual."

Phil, by this time, had gotten pretty close to the North-East Wing. He actually caught sight of Jack. When the winter spirit saw that Gold Leader himself was there, he jumped up and dodged away, heading over towards the center ring, near Yellow Team.

Phil called ahead, warning them of what was coming next.

"Blue Leader, here. I'm checking out the Purple Team on the upper floors, and I gotta say... lookin' good." Jack once again called through the comm unit.

All the members of the purple team stiffened, and frantically looked around, wondering where the spirit was.

"Ah, never mind. The Brown team looks more organized."

Phil groaned in frustration as Jack continued to add different comments. Finally, Phil heard the transmission he was waiting for.

"Red 4 to Gold Leader, I have a visual." Even over the radio, Phil could have sworn he heard Jack give a shout of fright.

The yeti who had seen him continued with the message. "He'd heading towards Yellow Team, for real this time."

Phil got the team ready, but he decided that he needed to get that radio out of Jack's hand. A sudden idea came to him, and he smirked. "Orange Team," He called to the yetis who were working on the sound system room. They called back, awaiting Phil's orders.

"Run the tracking program on the Comm unit of Brown 2. We'll corner him.

There was a silence across the whole channel. Phil then let out a bark of laughter when he heard Jack's yell through his radio.

"WHAT!?"

It was cut off by static. Phil could only assumed that the winter spirit threw it into a wall or something. Soon, even the static died off. After that, he got a bunch of responses from his other team members, most of them saying they didn't know they could track the different radios. Phil chuckled and explained that they didn't, but Jack thought they did. Now he wouldn't be able to take any more of their comm units and use them against them. The other yetis joined in Phil's laughter, then once again focused on the task of catching Jack Frost.

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"Yellow Leader, here. Had a brief visual of the target. Blue is heading towards the globe room. Suggest trying to block his exits, and trap him inside the room. He's on the middle levels."

Phil quickly requested two of every team member to head to their closest globe entrance. He was coming in from the West side on the middle level. He ran quickly, and caught sight of Jack when he entered the globe room.

Jack was running along the balcony of the middle floor, trying to get out before the entrances got blocked. He once tried to turn off, but a yeti appeared in front of him.

"Black 6 reporting, almost have him in reach.

Phil sped up, and tried to catch up with the boy. He had continued going through the circular room, and was about to turn off again.

"Red 3 reporting, blocked Blue's exit. He continued on, towards the South East door."

Jack was cornered now. All the exits of that floor were covered by different yetis. Phil instructed them to stay where they were, while he and Gold 2 tried to grab him. If he got past them, Phil wanted to make sure there were others ready to take action.

Phil grinned as he got closer. Turns out he would be winning this game.

His smirk fell away when Jack suddenly pulled a rope and mini-grapple from his pocket. It was small enough that it didn't seem to hinder his movements much. The winter spirit took a hold of it, and twirled it around. When he shot it into the air, it hooked onto the upper balcony. Phil's eyes widened as he realized Jack was going to switch levels on them. The other floors weren't yet blocked off, so he would escape them.

"Get that upper floor blocked, NOW!" He shouted in yetish through his comm unit.

Jack swung off of the balcony, and landed on top of the globe. he looked around, trying to find the best way to get out of here. Phil saw his eyes look towards the South West door.

"Purple Team, one of you better be in place! He's aiming to come your way."

"Roger, Gold Leader. On route, now. Purple 5 out."

Phil looked back at Jack and saw the kid smirk at him. What? Didn't he see that he was surrounded? And the longer he stayed in here, the more he would trap himself...

Jack suddenly did the unthinkable. He jumped off the globe. Without flying, he would get seriously hurt from that stunt. Phil knew he wasn't going to fly. He didn't have his staff, and the yeti knew that was his connection to the wind. What was the boy thinking?!

He panicked for a moment, forgetting about the game, and just worried about Jack.

When the rope tightened around his waist, Jack swung low, and passed by the yeti who was blocking his path. The creature had been shocked as well, and couldn't seem to move fast enough.

Instead of leaving the room, though, Jack turned and jumped off the middle balcony again. This time, he swung to the lower floor. When he was close enough, he released himself from the rope, and landed on the ground with a roll. Jack grabbed a hold of the rope again, and gave it a special tug. It came loose and clattered to the ground, allowing Jack to use it again at a later time. He gave a final wave to Phil and he exited the room, disappearing from their sights once again.

Phil looked at where Jack had just been, thinking of the sight of Jack swinging through the globe room. It had been quite a leap, and really cool to watch.. when he hadn't been worrying over the safety of the winter spirit.

He heard cheering coming from the upper floors and knew that some of the other yetis agreed with him. He just shook his head, and gave a small chuckle at the thought of what else Jack had planed for this little game.

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Black Leader looked around him, running through the halls. He passed by two 'dead' yetis, but otherwise, it was empty. "No sign of Blue, Gold Leader. I'll keep searching." He reported. All the yeti's had to make some sort of report every 5 minuets that way they would know if any of them had been taken out. The Black Leader had just turned around, and started heading back when he caught sight of North. He was running towards the yeti, out of breath, but trying to say something.

"I...I've seen Blue." He wheezed out.

The yeti's eyes widened. He grabbed his boss's shoulders firmly. "Where, and when?" He asked.

"Just moments ago, down the hall way, to the left."

Black Leader nodded and brought up his communication device. "Gold Leader, we've got a sighting, Western Wing, heading South, middle level, third corridor." He reported.

The response was instantaneous. He other team members hurried towards him, and Gold 1 was nearby. Phil was also heading towards the area. That yeti seemed to know every hall and passage in this building. No matter where he was, Phil could always seem to get where ever he needed to in just a matter of minutes.

Black Leader had North lead him back towards where he sighted Blue. North happily obliged. They quickly reached the point, and right behind them were two other Black Team members. Gold 1 and Phil were coming from the opposite hall way, but every one of them stopped when they saw what was between them.

A single elf stood, playing with paints. He was covered in blue, from head to toe. Other elves were scurrying about, dodging the droplets of paint that the blue elf flung at them. They were playing the small game with each other, but all of them froze when they noticed the giant yetis all staring at them.

After a moment of silence, all of them groaned.

North looked completely lost, and went to Phil.

"What? Is this not the 'Blue' you are talking about?" He asked, thoroughly confused as to what else this 'blue' could possible be.

The head yeti just shook his head, and reported to the other Teams. "False alarm. The Boss tried to join in. Misunderstandings happened. Return to your posts and keep an eye out."

"Phil." North said, sternly. He was determined not to leave until he got an explanation.

The yeti was about to respond when a message came through his comm unit.

"Gold Leader! Sighting in the North West wing, heading for the upper floors, going towards the center. Blue is on the move, and it getting closer to his goal." There might have been more, but it was cut off by the yeti's cry of surprise. The connection was cut, and Phil gave an apologetic look to North then ran off. The other yetis headed out as well, intent on getting the boy before anything else happened.

North was now alone in the hall... Well, not really. He still had that blue elf and his friends to keep him company. One of them splattered a bit of blue paint just above North's left eye. They each gave him a sheepish grin, and then scurried off before they got into trouble.

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The yeti, known during this mission as Red 1, patrolled the halls. He kept often looking backwards, that way Blue couldn't sneak up behind him. The yeti smirked as he thought about this whole set up. It was great... I mean, how many times did they get to do things like this? After giving a final glance around, he lifted up his radio and was about to give a clear for his sector when he noticed one of his team members ahead. They had fallen to the ground and were unconscious.

He quickly ran over to check on him. After the radio incident earlier, Red 1 also checked his companions comm unit. It was still there, so thankfully Jack still thought that they could track him using those. That had been quiet some ingenious thinking out Phil's part.

Red 1 gently shook the other yeti, to try and arouse him. The guy was out cold. It didn't do a thing. He brought up his own radio and turned it on. He was about to growl out the situation when he smelled something strange. He paused in what he was doing, and tried to pin-point it's source. His nose twitch as he searched for it, but before he could find where the scent was coming from, he felt a dizziness come over him.

He sat down, and tried to stay awake, but what ever he had inhaled was making it hard. He was losing consciousness, and fast. When he turned to look around once more, he saw Jack standing near him, hoodie pulled up and covering his nose.

"Wow... that stuff is strong. I didn't think it'd do this much..." The yeti heard him mumble through his jacket.

Red 1 then fell into unconsciousness, just as Jack gave an apology.

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Phil looked at his radio in concern. Red 1 had contacted him, yet hadn't sent him a message... Did something happen? "Red 1, this is Gold Leader, come in."

"..."

Phil heard nothing but static come from the other end. Maybe his radio was busted? Phil shook his head and decided that it must have something to do with Jack.

He started running towards the lower floors where the red team was. He turned a corner, and found two yetis unconscious. His footsteps slowed and he took a tentative sniff. When the scent came to him, he stepped back in shock. That was a special something the yeti's had made to use in cases of emergencies... like when the elves got way too out of control. It would just knock them out, without any other side effects really... but how did Jack get his hands on that

Phil racked his brain, trying to think if he ever even mentioned it to him.

Nope...

The elves knew about it... though they had no idea where it was... Had Jack somehow learned it from them?

He shook his head, and started down the hall way again, remembering that Jack was probably at the workshop doors by now. Lets hope some of the other yetis had stalled, or even better, caught, the winter spirit.

A light breeze caught his attention, and he instantly looked around for Jack, knowing him to be near

The wind gently ruffled his fur in a manner that Phil almost thought it was laughing at him. He continued to look around, but there was no sign of Jack... Just the wind.

He had said that he wouldn't be flying... so why would the wind be here?

Phil paused for a moment, as an idea came to him. His first thought was that it would be impossible... but this was the North Pole... Impossible things were done here every day

He looked around. Making sure there were no other yeti's in sight, for he knew that he would look a bit silly doing this and he'd rather not have to explain it to anyone.

Phil took a deep breath and called out to the wind, hoping it would listen to him, just as it did to Jack.

It seemed to still as Phil talked. Silent, almost like it was thinking.

When the yeti was done, it was only a moment later when the wind seemed to move about in the same playful manner it did with Jack. It was ready and willing.

Phil let out a grin, and began his way towards he workshop again, this time, the wind following close behind.

He turned a corner and saw the door to the workshop right in front of him. The only problem was that Jack was opening the door

Phil let out a wild cry, and the wind surged forwards.

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Jack smirked as he saw Phil just behind him, a bit too late to beat him now. He couldn't believe it. He had won the game... He got to the workshop

He threw the doors open and felt the wind come to greet him. The light coming from the workshop was far brighter then in the hall so Jack was blinded for a moment, but he took a step forwards, finally sure that he had won this round

When he felt the wind pull him back, his smirk vanished.

It started pulling him, and it felt like when he had first tried to fly, it just decided to whisk him away into the air...

"Wait, What?!" He cried as the wind forced the doors shut and continued to pull him back.

"No No No No!" Jack's yelling did nothing to help, but he wanted to do something.

He was forced to turn towards Phil and he glared... Oh, he glared at the yeti.

"No! You Stupid Wind! You're suppose to help me!"

The wind seemed to only laugh as it set the boy down right in front of Phil.

Before Jack could make a move, the yeti had him.

When the winter spirit looked up at him, he frowned when he saw that the big guy was laughing.

"Not cool." Jack stated.

"I said I wouldn't use the wind... You can't go asking for it's help!"

Phil just shrugged and laughed, turning to start walking towards the nearest exit. All the yetis they passed, Phil told them the game had ended. They won. Oh, the yetis would cheer, but Jack would pout and add in that they most certainly did not win. They had cheated...

When they got outside, Jack was set on the ground. They could still hear the music going on from inside, and Phil gave Jack a look.

"It'll turn off in 8 hours..." He mumbled, still a be sour from his loss.

Phil groaned at how long they'd had to wait, but also ruffled the boy's hair, trying to cheer him up.

He just shrugged it off, and took a few steps back, rolling his eyes at Phil.

The wind whipped around him, trying to be its playful self, but Jack was ignoring it.

"Nope.. No, I'm not talking to you right now." He looked away, though it was technically impossible since the wind was everywhere.

It stopped for a moment, then it struck.

Jack tensed as the wind hit a sensitive spot and he couldn't stop the laugh that escaped him. He tried to stop it, to move away, or cover his ticklish spots, but the wind easily got around him.

Jack tried really hard not to laugh, but it was proving impossible. He ended up collapsing onto the ground, trying to get away from the winds grasp.

There was a small pause, and Jack was able to breathe, but the whole thing was quickly started again when Phil joined in.

Jack's ringing laughter, and Phil's rough, low chuckles echoed around the mountains surrounding the North Pole.

Soon it got to the point when Jack started fighting back. Sure, Phil's fur was a big annoyance, but it seemed the wind was on the winter spirit's side for this task. It easily found the yeti's sensitive spots, no matter how hard Phil tried to hide them.

This little game last for only a few minutes before the two of them were panting, laying on the cool snow. It was very refreshing to both of them, and the wind was giving them a gentle relaxing breeze.

"Okay... I guess I'm fine with not seeing the workshop right now." Jack smiled, happy to have have that little moment with Phil and the wind.

The yeti looked at Jack, and smiled back.

There would be a day when Jack would see the inside, but Phil knew... almost certainly that that moment wouldn't be the winter spirit's favorite moment.

The ones Jack would remember most fondly were ones like these.

Simple, and fun

:::The joy is not found in the destination... but in the Journey:::

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A/N: Well, there was that. I hope you all enjoyed it. When I get the final Confessions arch up, I'll rearrange the order so they're all together. Thanks for reading, hope to see some reviews. ^-^