A/N: Hooray for another chapter! and I managed to make this one a little longer too.
I now have a rough draft of my second fanfic that I mentioned in the previous chapter and I think it turned out pretty good. I'm a little stuck on the name for Jack's sister though. Any ideas? I don't want to use Pippa, Rosie, Elizabeth or Emma. They have been kind of over used.
I love getting feedback from you guys. It makes it so much more worth it to keep writing! Have a Merry Christmas!
Anyway, read enjoy and review!
Chapter 6, Frozen Elves
Jack leaned against a snow bank, grateful that his white hair helped him to blend in, even if his cloak did not. Quietly, he climbed up high enough to peek over the snow bank. It had taken him a while to find it, but he finally did. The big man in red's hideout.
Jake had tried to follow then man after each Christmas, only to be left behind as he flew through a portal on his sleigh. Then one year, Jack had spent the Christmas season up north and witnessed the big man returning early Christmas morning. The problem was that he lost track of him soon after.
The year after that he had been ready. He had kept the weather calm through sheer force of will; rather difficult when the weather responds to your emotions and you are excited beyond reasoning. He had staked out some high ground with an excellent view of his surroundings. All his hard work had paid off. He finally watched the famed sleigh pull into a cave in the mountainside. A quick look around the mountain left him so stunned, he nearly fell out of the sky.
A castle. That was the only way he could describe it. He had never seen such a huge building before. The largest part of the building was topped by a large dome and windows were abundant all over. Smaller replicas of the main building peeked up through different parts of the mountain, and a large ramp jutted out of another cave.
Jack floated down and landed on the ramp and peered down the tunnel. With a loud cheer, Jack jumped in and with a little help from the wind the tunnel became his playground.
He reached the end of the tunnel far too soon and looked back over his shoulder. Trails of frost shone where he had placed his feet during the wild ride, corkscrewing around the width of the tunnel. Drifts of snow had piled up as Jack had flourished his staff.
Jack leaned on his staff as he took in the sight. It was beautiful.
The snort of an animal pulled his attention away from the tunnel and he followed the sound into a stable. He found reindeer, eight of them; each one in their own stalls. Jack marveled at the powerful beasts and wondered how something so big could fly.
Jack heard something coming and dove behind one of the stable walls. He could now make out the jingle of cheerful sounding bells and a frustrated huff. He cautiously peeked over the wall of the stall. The reindeer whose stall he was hiding behind was dancing nervously and kept blocking Jack's view. So Jack risked being seen, and crept back toward the front of the stalls.
He saw a huge furry monster with a beard and a ponytail dumping buckets of food into a feeding trough for each reindeer. The strangest thing though, was the six or so elves scurrying around his feet. The elves were trying to keep up with the furry beast and balance a bucket full of feed on their heads. Since it took three elves to one bucket, the entire effort was rather uncoördinated.
The furry beast would pick up the full bucket off the elves, and set down the empty one into their waiting hands. The elves would then scurry off to refill the bucket, while the furry beast would feed the reindeer.
Jack chuckled when he saw one of the elves trip and end up with the bucket trapping the elf under it. The other elves jumped around, their bells jingling merrily, and tried to shove the bucket off. They only succeeded in shoving it around.
Jack laughed and floated over to the struggling elves. He lifted the bucket off of the trapped elf.
"There you go!" he said cheerily. The trapped elf took one look at him and gave a squeak of fear before it dramatically fainted. The other elves looked at their "fallen" companion and began running around crazily.
"Whoa!" Jack shouted as he tried to avoid stepping on them. More elves saw the chaos and joined in for no apparent reason, and soon Jack was surrounded by a cacophony of panicking elves and their crazy bells. "Hey!" he yelled as he nearly tripped over one that ran underneath him. This was ridiculous, there was no stopping them.
The furry beast had turned just in time to see Jack raise his staff and slam it into the ground, freezing every one of the elves. The furry beast gave a garbled yell of horror and snatched for Jack. The winter spirit was to fast, and ducked out of the hasty grab. He floated toward one of the doors that led further in and threw them open. He flew out of the stable as fast as he could, laughing at the confounded furry beast and flew straight into another one.
This one looked down on him surprised, but it reacted faster than Jack could and grabbed the back of Jack's cloak. Jack yelled at the furry beast to put him down and struggled against the beast's furry grip. These things were strong!
The beast hauled Jack through the corridors to the front door, and unceremoniously chucked him into the snow. Just before the doors closed, Jack heard a booming voice.
"Phil! What on earth is going on? I just found half the elves frozen in the stables," then the door slammed shut.
A disheveled Jack sat in the snow with the biggest grin on his face. Now that was fun!
A/N: So how did my first prank turn out? If you have anything you want to see turn up in the story let me know! I have three hundred years to fill here!