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A/N: Dear RedHerring1412, of course Jack was shocked, he almost fell off his staff remember? As for the crime scene bit…now that I think about it…it kind of does. To Susan Drakian, thanks! Although I highly doubt I'd make it as a comedian…maybe as a comedy writer? Beyond that, I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter, I began writing it right after I posted the last one, so I think it came out a little rushed. As for Jack's reaction...well…it was either I had him kiss Danny or he socked him in the face, I figured we'd all enjoy the former more. Although I was highly tempted to go with the second, maybe I'll have him do that later…What do you all think?
Chapter six: What lies behind the snow?
"I thought you killed her." Danny calmly sated as he walked out of his bathroom, ducky tie firmly in place.
"Of course not!" the…boy…Danny grudgingly gave in, waved his arms, staff firmly on his lap as he sat on the Jack Fenton checkered blanket (don't ask why Danny didn't get rid of the old thing-It has absolutely nothing to do with his father's puppy eyes, nothing! Please, by the gods, don't let Sam or Tuck fool you!).
Still, Danny thought, completely ignoring the groaning Paulina as she moved about on his bed, "I never thought I was this insane."
The boy's face (did Danny ever mention how much he loved blue eyes?...then again, considering that he has blue eyes himself, that might have sounded a bit narcissistic…speaking of, didn't the boy—Jack—look rather similar to his ghost half?) was priceless…if a little sad.
"You think you're insane." Was it just him, or was the room beginning to freeze over? Nah…it must be the weather, rather finicky as of late, it really should just make up its mind.
"You said so yourself in chapter—"
"I don't care what chapter! And, in all honesty, I have no idea what it is you're talking about!" Ah, there went the window, well; it looked pretty, with all those sparkling lights…
"How can you not know what a chapter is? Well, if you really want me to explain—"
And there went the chair, man, that was a Tuck Chair first edition! Equipped with TV, soda machine, popcorn maker, and heater, it was the ultimate relaxation device…alright, so the fact that they have a nasty tendency to use mind control made them illegal, but, hey, it was free!
"What do I have to do to prove to you that I'm real?!"
"Maybe stop freezing Paulina…wait, if I'm really insane, that means I'm unconsciously doing this, so if I concentrate enough-Mph!"
It was the best kiss of his life…or half-life. Ah, screw the details! The feeling of those ice cold lips against his was amazing; the snowy hair beneath his fingers sent his hands into a humming paradise, and, really, what the hell was he doing?!
"Think I'm a fabrication of your messed up mind now?" The Winter Spirit chuckled against him, bright eyes staring up into Danny's far too wide ones.
Unfortunately, Danny was incapable of replying, his brain had shut down.
"Hey! Pigeon! Are you okay?"
Had he really just kissed a sixteen year old?!