Hope everyone had an amazing Christmas! I got the most amazing presents ever! My cousin (who's in the military) brought me a necklace back from Afghanistan & my mom and I are going to NEW YOUR CITY! I've been there recently, and it's going to be fun to go around the city with her :)
Enjoy this new chapter and please read & review.
P.S: I'm thinking about combining chapters 3 & 4. What do you guys think?
North led us to an elevator and we rode with him into the lower levels of the massive toy factory.
"Sorry North, but what you all do just isn't our thing." Jack explained as the elevator stopped and we all got out. North stopped to sign something a yeti handed him as he replied.
"Man in Moon says it is your thing." He started walking again; Jack and I struggling to keep up with the large man in all the commotion.
"Hold up! we've been trying to bust in here for years!" Jack exclaims as we stare in amazement at all the colors and liveliness of the workshop.
"What do you mean bust in?" North questions, looking back to us.
"Oh, don't worry. We never got past the yetis." I reassure the old spirit. A yeti just in front of Jack and I beats his hand on his fist and we immediately recognize his furry face.
"Hey Phil." We greet the yeti.
"Keep up!" North shouts as he makes his way through his bustling and busy workers; with us running to catch up. I look over my shoulder and see Phil giving us a 'I'm watching you' look.
Jack and I are right behind North as we walk through the chaos. "I always thought that the elves made the toys." Jack comments to the jolly Christmas spirit; noticing all the yetis making the toys, no elves in sight.
"We just let them believe that." North answers in a whisper.
We continue to walk through the workshop, but Jack and I stop short when we see a group of elves on the floor. One elf is standing on a record player with lights and ornaments on its' tiny body. He gives a nod to another elf standing close by that has two electrical cords in its hand; it plugs the cords together. I laugh at what happens to the little elf on the record player.
The moment he two cords are plugged together the elf is electrocuted, but the lights on his body shine brightly as he begins to spin slowly. Jack gives a smirk and I have to cover my mouth to keep from laughing.
"Very nice, keep up good work!" North says to the elves as if he's talking to 4 year olds; he gives them a smile before pulling Jack and I along with him.
We walk by a yeti painting a robot blue; a large pile already sitting beside him, drying. The old spirit of Christmas barely glances at the toys before shouting over the noise. "I don't like it; paint them red."
"Quota!" The yeti yells back before slamming his head on his workstation; knowing that he has no choice but to repaint all the robots.
"Step it up everybody!" North yells to the workshop. Grumbles and gargles of the yetis language ring throughout the industrious workshop as we can hear them cranking up production.
We finally arrive where North has been leading us; it's a small room with toys that are made out of ice. The latest, I assume, being an elaborate train track resting on a large table. This has to be his personal workshop.
"Fruitcake?" We look over and see North with a small cake in his hand; offering it to us.
"Uhh, no thanks." We kindly decline.
He tossed the cake away and we hear the dish it was on break as it hits something. "Now, we get down to tacks of brass." North says as he cracks his knuckles.
"Tacks of brass?" I hear Jack whisper, trying to figure out North's english.
The door slams shut and locks behind us; we swiftly turn around and I try opening the door, but to no avail.
I turn back around and see North looming over us. Jack steps in front of me as the massive man walks closer; cornering us up against the door. "Who are you; Jack Frost and Winter Snow." He questions, in what I think is an angry voice. "What is your center?"
"Our center?" I ask, my face scrunched up in confusion along with Jack's.
"If Man in Moon chose you to be Guardians, then you must have something very special inside." North explains. He steps back and places a hand on his beard in a thinking pose. "Hmmm." He mutters before going over to a shelf that is just to my right.
"This is how you see me, no?" He asks, showing Jack and I a wooden russian doll that it decorated like him holding two swords, with an angry look on his face. "Very big, intimidating. But if you get to know me a little..." He tosses the doll to Jack. "Go on."
Jack gives me his staff, and we walk away from the door a little, before taking off the top of the first layer; the next doll we see a happy Santa. "You are down right jolly." Jack says with small grin, handing me the top of the first doll.
"But not just jolly." North explains. Jack takes off the top of the dolls as North continues. "I am also mysterious, and fearless, and caring." Jack hands me the bottoms of the dolls and holds North's 'caring' self. "And at my center." The big man motions for jack to open the doll. Jack twists off the top before dumping a tiny figure into North's hand.
I gasp and Jack sighs, rubbing a hand on his forehead. "There's a tiny wooden baby." He answers.
"Look closer, what do you see?" North asks him; placing the baby in his hands.
Jack shakes his head, getting a little flustered. He starts to say something, but then looks a little longer before speaking. "You have big eyes." He offeres to the old man.
"Yes! Eyes, very big!" North exclaims, putting his hands on Jack's shoulders. "Because they are full of wonder." He says softly before walking towards the 'ice toys' which have suddenly begun to work. "That is my center, it it what I was born with. Eyes that have only seen the wonder in everything." He explains as a dragonfly toy whizzed past my head, and we turn to follow it as it flies to a Christmas tree in the corner. "Eyes that have seen the light in the trees, and magic in the air." The tree lights up, and toy flies out of the now open door; up into the workshop.
"This wonder is what I put into the world; and what I protect in children." North continues as the toy flies back to him. "It is what makes me a Guardian."
We stop staring at all of the amazing toys and look back to the baby in Jack's hand.
"It is my center. What are yours?" North finishes.
Jack sighs. "I don't know." He says sadly.
"Winter?" The jolly old mas asks me expectantly.
"I don't know either."
North nods before wrapping Jacks hand around the baby figurine, as if to silently say 'keep it'.
Jack and I look back into North's private workshop and just see Tooth flying away. We look back to the big man for an answer, and see Bunny running up quickly.
"Trouble at the Tooth Palace." He says in a monotone voice.