A/N: Okay I want to make this clear: Yes, I love reviews. Yes, I appreciate most feedback, both positive and critical. What I DON'T like is 'feedback' laced with impatience, or outright demands to update faster because the chapters are 'too damn short!'. I'll write at my own pace, because I don't want to sacrifice the quality of my writing, which WILL happen if I rush just to please a select few who don't have the courtesy to just effing WAIT.

On the other hand, I'm aware these chapters have been coming out really short, so the above mini-rant was in no way directed at those who COURTEOUSLY pointed that out. Technically a 'drabble' is actually only supposed to be 100 words (according to wikipedia), and to be honest I enjoy the challenge of trying to write something meaningful within a concise, short length, but I'm trying to make up for that by updating at least every other day.

Alright that's enough of that...on a more happier note, I hope everyone enjoyed an awesomely Merry Christmas! I got 3 video games I was really hoping to get! :3 AC3, Halo 4, Shaddei... I'm going to get no sleep in the next few days playing them hehehe

Chapter notes:

The title of this chapter is an actual book, I kid you not. I found it on Amazon actually...

There Really is a Santa Claus

"Wow, that's a lot of books." Jack laughed as Jamie practically jumped out of his seat in surprise. "Jumpy, much? Have you been hanging out with Bunny?"

Jamie scowled, pulling off his glasses (which Jack still wasn't used to seeing on the boy's face) and rubbing at his eyes. "As if. You're the only Guardian that comes to pester me on a regular basis."

Jack frowned at the grumpy response. "And with good reason. I told you college wasn't going to be any fun, and it looks like I was right." Curiously, the pale haired Guardian floated over the messy desk and began poking at the scattered piles of books. "You're reading all of this?"

"Yes, now can you put that down, I need to study for an exam-"

Jack floated away out of reach. "Hmm... 'There Really is a Santa Claus.' Well of course there is, you've seen North! What do you need to read this for?"

"It's for an essay, and I can't use my personal experiences as a source, my professor's not going to believe me! Jack come on, I really have to study!" Jamie pleaded.

The young Guardian finally relented, if only because he was disturbed by the stressed look on Jamie's face. Heck, just looking at the other boy was beginning to make him feel stressed too, which was NOT a good thing for the Guardian of Fun to feel. "For what? What is all this for? It doesn't seem like it makes you very happy..."

Despite his obvious fatigue, a shine returned to Jamie's eyes as he explained. "For my creative writing degree. I want to write children's books about all of you guys so more and more kids will believe. Did you know there are some kids who have never even heard of the Easter bunny?"

"Oh boy, don't let Bunny hear that." Even as the joke left his lips, Jack stared down at this tired human in a new light. Not only had his own appearance had such an effect on the boy, but all of them. And he was working so hard for them, wanting to bring more children's sparks to life.

The young Guardian had always thought the best kind of fun was the loud laughter of delighted children running around, throwing snowballs, shouting at each other, and generally making the loudest ruckus possible. But sitting there silently, watching Jamie studiously work towards his goal of keeping the Guardians alive, was a moment he could really enjoy.