Authors Notes: Okay guys, I tried and tried to post this 2 days ago But fanfiction wasn't letting me upload anything.
so my deepest apologies are out to those who read this story of mine.
there is a possibility i will be making another ROTG Fanfic soon. (i will still be updating this one at the same time).
itll be a Hurt/comfort story, Angst story.
i'll be starting that sometime this month. This new story will have more of a plot, and thought put into it. I already know who i'll be starting the story. the issue is ending it. I'll figure it out as a i go.
Again My deepest apologies. Thanks again.
PS. I had many other stories written, but i did not like them since i wrote them back in my sophmore year during my highschool days. And my grammar was Much Much worse than it is currently. (if you can believe that)
Rhyme: Little Boy Blue
Little boy blue, come, blow your horn!
The sheep's in the meadow, the cow's in the corn.
Where's the little boy that looks after the sheep?
Under the haystack, fast asleep.
Have you seen your brother, Emma dear?
No Mum, I thought Jack was out in the pasture, with the sheep.
Hmmm? I was just out there feeding the sheep. Can you look outside for me while I finish dinner? Perhaps you can play with the sheep and give them some company while you are at it.
Okay Mum.
Unlike Many sheep farmers, The Overland's did not slaughter their sheep. No, they sheered their wool in the summer in order to make Their warm clothing for the Colder seasons. And if they had the extra. Which they usually do. They would sell sweatshirts, jackets, coats, scarf's etc to the other settlers.
Emma's voice slowly faded into a mix of North, and Toothian's.
Jack!
Jack!
JACK wake up!
Jack woke up with a thunderous headache, and massive neck pain. If he were to be honest with himself he'd be surprised if he hadn't suffered a concussion as well.
"Good, you awake now"
"Ya, Kay Mate?"
"Jack, you fell and hit your head pretty hard"
"?"
He wasn't actually pleased to see the guardians right now. He'd rather have woken along, on his lake to be quite honest.
Waking up, with a horrifying reminder that he no longer can see his sister again, or his mother.
His Papa on the other hand never was too fond of.
Waking up to a reminder that he has been alone for centuries, never did get o say his goodbyes to his sister, or even see the adult she became to be.
So when they asked if he was okay, well the lets just say the answer the received, was not an expected one.
"No! No, I am not okay, I have been alone for decades, I lost my staff, possibly have a concussion, and right now I'd rather have never known I had a family at all."
"Jack, how can you say that?"
"Yes, Ve thought you were happy to find your memories."
"Well, I was. But its been months since I found out. And I'll never know who my sister became to be, what kind of a Women she became. Or if My mama Ever freed herself from Papa, I could not be there for my sis."
The guardians stood their in shock, to say the least.
Their fun little guardian, was holding in such regret, depression, and hope that probably will never be fulfilled.
At least Jack thought his regret could never get settled.
"Vat? Jack should have said zis sooner"
"You, know. That's kind of what North does, mate"
The winter sprite "North is not a magic fairy who grants wishes, he's Tinker who makes and delivers toys for kids once a year."
The Russians booming laughter echoed off the walls. "Hahaha, I make magic toys jack. Where do you think Magic snowglobe came from."
to be continued
So what do you guys think so far? Comments, and favorites keep me motivated.
Thank you to those who actually read these.
I know i dont put too much thought into these little shorts i have been making, and if i'm honest to myself, these are not best either. But i do this as a hobby that i enjoy doing in my spare time, even if my grammar sucks, and i put no thought into this at all.
I might be creating a second ROTG story as well. but i'll keep you guys posted on if/when i do.
Thanks to my lovely readers.