Okay, a couple of things I have to get off my chest first:
1.) When I was writing chapter no. 1, I only got about half-way through it before having to go to my lil' sis's softball game (LAST ONE!). We (finally) got back at 11 p.m. but I was so beat that I just saved my draft and went to sleep. And you know what happened? Pitch sent me a NIGHTMARE! =_=" It seems that he was against me doing this! But I did it anyways... HA! FEAR ME, THE GUARDIAN OF SLASH! lol, there's no slash in this story...that I've thought of...I'm trying to keep it clean...if not, I'll just warn you...
2.) While I'm writing this, FF isn't letting me go to the 'Manage Stories' button thing on my profile! It's being a meany... but when this chapter is posted, that means it's fixed. It's 8:11 p.m. on Saturday (June 8, 2013), is (was) this happening to you guys too or is it just me? Now, I came back at *looks at clock* OH HOT TAMALES! It's already 4:08 a.m.? Damn fanfiction, stop being so awesome! XD ANYWAYS, it's working again so YAY! :D
3.) I own NOTHING. ;w; I wish I did because there would be a sequel out already... As well as a whole book series, anime ('cause cartoons just won't cut it), and game devoted to just JACK FROST! I can't help it, it's his teeth and hotness I tell you!
4.) BEWARE! The next few chapters will get... angsty.
5.) Only 3 reviews... AWESOME! AND I have 2 favorites and 7 followers! OMG, I LOVE YOU GUYS!
Review shoutouts ('cause I only do shoutouts for reviews since faves and follows take up my time and patience of having to switch back and-YOU GET THE PICUTRE! XD):
The-Unnamed-Artist: Yes, it really is different! That's what I'm trying to do, adding my own sugar, spice, and everything ice (not a typo, I actually mean ice) to it! And it will go far, trust me! XD
Gabsters: Unfortunately, you are not reviewer numero uno, you are numero dos or duos or deos? You're number two dangit! Hmm... I was actually thinking about the whole skate thing with North, I saw it in another fic once. It seems like a fun (and angst-ridden) thing to do! And twins, what can you do with them? ;D
Guest: It seems the twin thing pulls everyone in, no? Well, you won't have to wait anymore, here it is!
*"Hey, am I on the naughty list?" "Naughty list? Ha! You hold the record."-Jack and North*
"Aw," Tooth cooed, embarrassing Jack by pinching his cheeks in a motherly fashion. "You were such a cute baby, you even had sparkling teeth then!" North laughed along with Bunny as Jack blushed a frosty blue, Sandy only giving them a half-hearted disproving look before joining in. Jack began to valiantly struggle against the terror known as the Tooth Fairy.
"Next one," Jack snapped, finally getting away from Tooth. The memory blurred and they were transported to a different room in the sparse house, albeit a different time.
The door of the cottage flung open to reveal a little 4 year old Jack, his hair in a mess like always. Excitedly, little Jack ran up the stairs to his and his twin's bedroom. Flinging open the bedroom door in much the same fashion as he did the front one, he raced into the room and took a flying leap onto the bed. He landed with a slight 'Whump' and laid there, staring up at the ceiling, trying to catch his breath.
"Fun day?" Michael guessed, looking up from his book to stare at the grinning boy.
"Yup," Jack said happily, slowly swinging his legs back and forth. "It was so much fun! I climbed this tree way up high, so high I could even see our house! And then I found this cool hole and..."
Tooth ohhed and awwed over and over again as she watched the little Jack while North and Sandy watch her with a bemused expressions. Bunny, meanwhile, studied the present Jack, as if looking for something. Jack was uncomfortable under Bunny's eye and started to squirm. Finally, he could take no more and asked, "What?"
Bunny squinted his eyes at him for a moment before shaking his head. "Nothin' mate, nothin' at all," he said. Jack was curious but decided to leave it at that and turned back to the scene at hand.
Michael smiled as his brother babbled on and on and on about how his day went, sometimes motioning how he did a certain thing or gesticulating wildly when a very exciting part came up. Jack finally stopped to catch his breath and asked, "So how was your day? Feeling any better?"
"Oh, you know, I was just sitting here, reading. It's fun to read you know, you should give it a try," Micheal suggested as Jack's face took on look of abject horror.
"No way Mich*, " he said, trying to laugh it off. "Books aren't me, storytelling is much more fun!"
Mich rolled his eyes at his bother's comment. "Yeah, and so is hopscotch, playing in the snow, skating, and about every other game you could think of," he said sarcastically.
Jack's eyes lit up. "Speaking of snow, it's already winter Mich, when are you gonna get out of this room! Surely you're better by now!"
The Guardians, excluding Jack, leaned forward in interest. Was there something wrong with Michael?
"You've been in this room since the beginning of fall," Jack continued, just warming up to the subject. "And it's time for you to get out! I don't see how you can stand being cooped up for so long! C'mon Mich, let's go play in the snow together, please?" Jack said the last word with a pleading look upward at Mich. Mich opened his mouth to reply but was saved instead by Mama Overland.
"Jack, Mich," Mrs. Overland said as she opened the door with a huge smile on her face. "Daddy's home."
At that, both boys scrambled off the bed in a mad dash to be the first to welcome their father home. Jack arrived first and barreled into Mr. Overland as he set his tools tiredly by the door. With a grunt, Mr. Overland caught Jack and then Mich, lifting them up in the air for a moment before setting them down. Mrs. Overland came over and rested a hand on her tired husband shoulder, both of them smiling at their boys.
Now that the whole family was in view, you could clearly see where the boys got their traits from. They got their chocolate brown hair and eyes from their mother, although Mich was the only one who inherited her slightly stern/slightly amused look. From their father, they got their willowy build, Jack claiming the mischievous grin from that side. All together, they were a happy family. Not rich maybe, but happy.
"A-" Tooth began.
"No more awing!" all the males, except Sandy of course, shouted at her. She gave them a flustered look as a slight blush began to overtake her features. Jack, however, had that prickly feeling at the back of neck that someone was watching him. He had a guess about who that someone was and was proved correct when he turned around to address him.
"What?" Jack snarled, a bit angry at the scrutiny he was receiving from Bunny. The pooka gave a shrug and marched over, shocking Jack by grabbing his head between his paws and looking at it from every which angle. Then he tilt Jack's head up and stared at his eyes for a moment before stepping back to puzzle over some unknown discovery.
"W-what was that?" Jack asked, startled by the attention. Bunny looked at him and gave a sigh.
"How do you do it? I mean, it isn't dyed and you aren't wearing contacts, so how...?" he murmured. Jack blinked.
"My HAIR and EYES?" he said in a disbelieving tone. Well sure, maybe the color had changed but it wasn't that much of a difference, was it?
Bunny snorted. "Snowflake, ya go from brown ta white and someone's bound ta notice."
Jack glared, slightly miffed at being wrong. "Yeah, well, it's not I wanted to, it happened after falling-" He stopped, making Bunny and others look up in interest.
"Fall in vhat?" North asked, giving Jack a tell-your-father-look.
Jack looked away and muttered, "Don't worry, it's coming up. Look, the next one's already here." The room was already beginning to blur as they were transported to the next memory. They all looked eager, lulled into a false security by the beforehand memories. Nothing could prepare them for what was about to happen next.
And end of chapter! Left you with such evil foreshadowing, BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! *coughs* Anyways, you see that little box down there? It's called a review box. It's meant to be used. So use it! (Not that I'm complaining, you've given me some awesome reviews so far!) Little Jack and Mich would want you to! Ideas are welcome!
Angst is coming next chapter, sorry little Jackie! DX
*Mich is pronounced Mike.