*NOTE: THIS CHAPTER INVOLVES THE BELIEF OF CHRISTMAS AND SANTA… DO NOT READ IF YOU THINK YOU WILL BE OFFENDED BY THIS. ALSO, THE COMPANY NAMES MENTIONED DID NOT PAY ME TO MENTION THEM. SANTA'S WHERE ABOUTS ARE FAKE, TOO. ;D OTHER THAN THAT HAPPY (BELATED) HOLIDAYS *
"Ai, I'm not sure I can do this." Grandma told me on the way to receive our early Christmas "present". It was more like a present for Santa, though. "Sure you can, Grandma. You'll get to meet Santa, and I promise your face will be safe." She sighed and looked out the window. I started to wonder if this was right…
When we arrived, we found Jack tormenting elves; he froze the paint and began to freeze the elves. I shook my head; Santa will go to Hell for his workers, now that's a good boss. But he has nothing to worry about. This is Santa! His life source is eternal. "Hey, I hear you like to mess with Santa." I said, for this "meeting" I dressed in white, it doesn't suit me at all. I also had to "wear contacts" according to Grandma. That way Jack Frost wouldn't know who I was. Like that's something to worry about.
Anyway, it was Mr. Ichimoku suggested I wear make-up and seduce him to lure Jack Frost into our trap, like that was going to happen! "Yeah, I like messing with my lil' bro. So what?" "I think it's brave," Damn, Mr. Ichimoku's plan was probably better than mine, up until where we get him trapped, of course. So I went along with his seducing idea. It worked. "Well, let's mess with him some more, pretty lady." We began to walk up to the elves. They turned around, "Here comes the fun part." Said Jack. He began to freeze the elves.
But this time his plan back fired. The ice was reflected and froze his feet. Still going with the seductive plan (considering he still thought this was real and not some illusion) I fell to the floor, "Oh no, Jack! I began to pick at the ice. Then, I very slowly made myself fade. He could still hear and feel me though. I made sure of that. Then the room started to spin, he fell. "Look, Jack, I picked away the ice." I said cheerfully. Then I appeared, at his side. "Ah! Oh, it's you." I shook my head, smiling. The room began to fade up top, like a pitch black fog that was only high enough to cover Grandma's head from where I positioned her.
When she started to appear, I made it so her voice was surrounding the room, echoing from every corner. Grandma gave my speech, not me. During the speech, I faded slightly, and was completely untouchable, like a ghost. When the speech was done, Jack turned to me. He didn't realize my 80% translucent figure, so when he reached to grab my hand, I disappeared completely, in an instance, like smoke.
He was scared now, "Abby? Where are you, what is this place?" I told him my name was Abby; it seemed like a common American name… Grandma started to fade, too. She used the witch laugh that I made her practice for Halloween. Because we couldn't be heard or seen, I whispered in Grandma's ear, "Told you that would come in handy." I winked, playfully, and she scoffed like she didn't know what I was talking about. After Grandpa confronted Jack Frost, he still denied it. Grandpa gave up, like always, and left the rest to me.
As I ferried Jack to Hell, Grandma was meeting Santa, her idol. On the trip Jack said this, while he wiped his ice tears, "You know, you remind me of someone. Her name was Abby. She left me alone like everyone else…"