~Sick Day: Jack Frost~

When it came to young minds of children they sometimes wonder about the daily lives of each guardian (what is their favorite food, where do they vacation, etc.); On one particular day Jamie had asked Jack if it was possible for guardians to catch a common cold and Jack, being Jack, told the boy it was impossible for them (or rather himself) for guardians to catch a cold.

By the next day, Jack was proven wrong. Since this month is flu season one semi-guardian has found herself sick in bed.

"You don't look so good," Jack noted as he stared at the sickly child. Instead of the infamous red tunic and white tattered poncho, Wander is wearing a sleeveless white nightgown; her short and messy maroon hair was sticking all over her face. She really did look different without her old hat… "How did you manage to catch a cold?"

Wander glared at the younger guardian. "Oh gee, thanks for pointing out the obvious Frost!" She spat. "What was your first guess, hm?"

Jack mentally flinched. "And you're grouchy too…" This is definitely a side he did not want to ever see again.

"…Sorry," Childhood coughed. "It's just that half of the children are at home sick and that causes me to suffer as well."

"Oh." Thinking things over, the winter spirit had an idea. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

Wander was slightly taken aback. Jack? Help? Those two words do not go well together. "Define 'help' Frost."

Jack nervously scratched his head with his wooden staff. "Well, I'm not much of an expert on curing colds, but I think I can try to do something that needs to be done…"

The bedridden child thought it over. "…I suppose there shouldn't be a problem…"

Minutes later, Wander began to regret those words. No matter what he did to help (like handing her tea for example), everything ended up most of the time in frost. It was all too much! Jack is becoming more work than actual help! As much as she wanted to tell the boy to 'Sod off!', the sickly little girl knew he was trying hard to make her happy and decided to keep quiet.

"What's this?" Jack had asked as he held an object in his hand. Upon seeing the item, Wander instantly sat up. "I'm not quite sure," She answered honestly. "But I think at one time it was once a locket."

Jack then tinkered with the 'locket'. "It won't open," He said with a frown. "Why do you still keep it if it doesn't open?"

"I have my reasons Jack," Wander admitted. "When I was in the Boogeyman's grasp, the item protected me—he couldn't even touch the 'locket' with his own hands…"

The girl held back another cough before she continued. "It had saved me countless times whenever our paths cross. I guess you can even say it's my 'good luck charm' if you want to make it easy."

'I didn't think there was anything that can stop Pitch,' Jack thought. Perhaps there was more to the King of Nightmares than he thought. The young guardian then glanced at the small girl, wondering if there was more to do. "Is there anything else you need?"

Wander blinked. While they were busy chatting each other up, the feeling of irritation had all melted away. "…I suppose there is one more thing…"

"Which is…?"

"I need something to cool me down," Wander's pale face now had a hint of color. "And since you're all made of ice…"

"You want me to lie next to you to keep you cool," Jack finished.

The red on her cheeks began to darken. "Y-yes…if it's alright with you…"

The two exchanged no more words as they lay close to each other, Wander quietly sleeping and Jack silently content with this eventful day.

AN: What once started out as an idea to be humorous, ended up being pure fluff instead. And look, character development yay! Also, points for anyone who can guess what the 'locket' actually is!