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As he walked into town the power of his anger began to freeze the buildings around him. Pitch rubbed his chin with an idea, making Jack frost angry could create a devious little storm. He chuckled to himself looking at the frost freezing the village. He grabbed Jack's shoulder. "Would you like to see what I do?"
Just as Pitch began speaking a bright light lit up the sky. Jack has seen this before but he never knew what it was from. He saw a small bright cloud over the town with the tendrils of light going into each window. Pitch stopped and moved into the shadows.
"What's going on? What is that?" Jack joined him in the shadows.
Pitch glared at the lighted figure. "The Sandman. He gives the children pleasant dreams. Children believe in him even though they have never even seen him." Pitch egged on Jack. "All he does is put them to sleep."
Jack walked out of the shadows and flew up onto the roof tops. He peeked into the bedrooms of the children. Small glowing figures danced above their heads. Fascinating. Jack reached out and ran his fingers through the dust going into the window and watched as it separated into a pair of fish swimming in the air. Jack laughed looking at the shimmery little creatures. He froze one of them with his touch and watched as it dropped to the ground. He tried to catch it. He didn't want to alert Sandman to his presence. Who knew what someone who has this kind of power would be like.
Pitch caught the frozen goldfish before it could shatter on the ground. Of course Pitch wouldn't want the goody two shoed sandman interfering with his plans. Jack landed next to him. "Did I hurt it?" Jack frowned.
"No it will be just fine. I will give it to Sandman in the morning. Nothing to worry about Jack." He hid the smile pinching at the sides of his snarly teeth. This was just too easy.
Jack looked back down at the paved streets beneath his feet… when did this town get cobblestone?
"Hey Pitch… I'm going to go and investigate… I haven't been to town in a while. Ok?" He made a quirky smile, excited about seeing the town.
"Oh sure Jack, have fun." Pitch had a smile play across his lips.
Jack took off for the town square freezing the fountain midstream. He laughed to himself at the way it sparkled. He decided to cover the town flying past windows and covering them in frost. He had fun for hours just flying through the town seeing the new fashions in the shops and the new houses. He paused at a shop window and looked at what he was wearing compared to what was in the shop. He did look a little out of date. He simply removed his cloak and admired himself in the reflection. It was odd how something so small could change the way he looked so dramatically. He took off again peeking in at the dreams of the children in town. Chilling their windows and making them shiver. Suddenly he paused at one of the windows; it was the boy from before. He was having a dream about him and his dad skating today.
As the small figures danced above the boy's head for a moment there was a third glowing ball… was that? The boy HAD seen Jack. Jack gasped and opened the window stepping in. How could that be? The boy didn't have a clear picture of him but there he was helping him along with skating. Suddenly the dream changed when the boy was watching his father tell the story of his past. Then behind him Jack appeared. He was clear as day. The boy had seen him. But then his father picked him up and Jack disappeared. Jack sighed. He should have known better. He should have known better than to get his hopes up.
He flew out the window and back to where he had left Pitch. Tears were brimming in his eyes and he sat in the shadows. His anger boiled within him and the area began to freeze even more the ice thickening around the spot where Jack was sitting. Pitch appeared next to him.
"I thought you went off to have fun…" He could see Jack hiding tears. A wicked grin crossed his features and he put an arm around Jack's shoulders. "Come now, let's retire to your little pond, don't want to be here when the people start to wake up."
Jack followed Pitch back to the pond and flew up into a tree. He glared at the man in the moon silent as always.
"Jack?" Pitch purred as he appeared in front of Jack.
"Why don't you just… Leave me alone… I don't want to talk about it. Just go back to wherever you came from. I was better off just waiting here." He sniffed and turned away from Pitch.
Pitch looked hurt and put a hand on Jack's shoulder. "As you wish." And he was gone.
Jack stopped fighting the tears and let them flow freely as he screamed to the moon again. And as his anger grew so did the blizzard forming at the lake. Jack didn't even feel the swirling winds and the worsening snow storm until it was too late the blizzard unleashed and was headed towards town.