Krysta spirit of mischief ch 5
:) see I said I was gonna have it out soon and I did. Sorta, anyhow on to the story! This ones a bit weird but I hope you guys like it! Please review! Reviews are like chocolate, I can't get enough of them!
Chapter 5: time goes on.
After that we were some of the best of friends, maybe more like siblings cause of our squabbling and arguing. He showed me Burgess, the place he most often calls home, and his lake. Jack even tried to teach me to skate. I preferred watching the people of Burgess more than skating though.
Jack and I got into quite the bit of mischief whenever we hung out, which luckily for the world didn't happen to terribly often. Most of our tricks were harmless enough, thumping on people's roofs when they're home alone, creating patches of ice under an unsuspecting foot, or sometimes a skunk in a barn. We even pranked some royals once, like putting a bee hive on a crown. The best would be pranking the Easter Bunny, oh that one was a blast! Jack had distracted him while I swapped his eggs with rocks while hiding them myself, the little leggy things on the bottom are so weird! He was hopping mad when he saw what we had done, pun intended.
We were the best of friends facing the world, and yet things always felt weird, as we watched people around us grow old. Buildings either grew bigger or got torn down. Children we had seen as babies grow to adults and have children of their own. Wars come and go, and through all this Jack was one of the only spirits I met.
As time rolled past us Jack would disappear from time to time to be alone.
During the spring of 1968 I didn't see him at all where we agreed to meet, when I did find him the poor guy was shaken and sad, not to mention a bit bruised. He was at his lake, icing over some of the worse cuts. I didn't say a word as I brought out some scrap cloth, I had intended for a new prank but he needed it more, and used it to properly bandage his injuries. Afterwords I just sat next to him and watched the lake. The companionable silence broken only by the twittering of the birds in the trees.
Around 1981 we both decided to change what we wore. Of course we had changed our clothes before then but clothes only last so long. So we found one of those dumpsters people throw old cloths into for charity and dug around a bit. Jack found some tattered brown pants which he tied with a few bits of leather to keep the bottoms from flapping as he flew, a t-shirt and a blue hoodie. The collar of the hoodie promptly frosted over when he put it on.
"Not a bad look." I say as I hop into the dumpster to look around next.
"Thanks." He said, leaning against the building next to the dumpster.
"No peeking." I say as I find a few outfit choices. After discarding a few I find a long-sleeve black shirt, black pants, and a red ribbon. I put the cloths on, the ribbon in my hand, and hop down from the dumpster. Then I promptly hop back up.
"Dang it Frost! Why do you have to freeze the ground?" I hiss as I grab my poor frozen toes.
"What? I got bored, why does it take so long for girls to change anyway?" He asked innocently, swinging his staff and creating an "x" on the ground before drawing a line through it and two others, he then erased his game of tic-tac-toe with a blast of swirling frost.
"Because we like to look nice." I reply while sticking my tongue out at him.
"Hmm." He says before flying over the bin and pulling out some back comfort boots. They have a bit of faux fur on the outside. Jack through them at me causing me to fall backwards into the bin as I catch them.
"For a girl that can turn into a cat and easily leap up a brick wall, you are one of the clumsiest people I know." He laughs.
"Haha, only when you're around." I smirk as I clamber up onto the ledge again. I slip one on and smile as it fits perfectly. I slide my other foot into the other one before pulling it out again as I feel something. I shake the boot upside down and out plops a little red clip with a bow on it. I stick it in my hair then continue putting the boot on.
After I'm done I jump down into the pavement, happy that my feet are protected from Jack's frost.
"Not bad, what's the ribbon for?" Jack asked.
"It's a necklace." I say as I tie it around my neck.
"I'll never understand fashion." He says shaking his head. I roll my eyes and we wander the town, stopping by a random house with a bunch of teenagers in it, a couple more had just pulled up and were talking excitedly about something.
"Let's see what their up to." I say, starting to head their way.
"Curiosity killed the cat. Plus it's bound to be very warm in there." Jack gave me a side long look. He knew I knew he preferred cool places.
"We'll stay by a window, for easy get away. Can we go please?" I say, giving him my best kitten eyes.
"Fine." He sighs after trying in vain to resist the eyes. No one resists the eyes. When we find a way in they had all hushed and gathered around a TV set. Jack sat on one of the support beams and I sat on his shoulder in my cat form.
The thing they watched was called Thriller by Michael Jackson, and it was awesome! Although the werewolf looked a bit more feline than wolf to me. All through the music video I kept thinking of that werewolf. Once it was over Jack and I flew out the door and resumed our aimless wandering. Jack hummed the song and even did the moonwalk, cheating by using the wind to help him. I'm walking along the top of a fence, still a cat, next to him.
"Show off," I teased, an idea popping into my head. "Hey what's that?" I ask suddenly and race ahead.
"Krysta! Wait up!" Jack called after me as he flew after me. I duck behind a bush that would be big enough to hide the human version of me. I focus my transformation until it's at a midway point and wait for Jack to circle back around before leaping out and yowling at him.
"GAH!" He shouts and shoots up into the air. I roll over and nearly die from laughing so hard.
"Y-y-you?!" Jack says incredulously .
"Y-y-you shoulda seen the look on your face!" I laugh at him.
"Well just wait till I freeze your tail." Jack laughs back as he follows through with his threat. I growl and chase him down main street in true movie monster fashion.
Ever since then Frost won't let me live down the whole monster cat thing, even though I threatened his life if he ever mentioned it again. The bug, always making fun.