A/N: Something I found cute and interesting, mentioned by Loti-miko - in Mexico, it's a Tooth Mouse, not Tooth Fairy! This totally explains what I thought was a random insertion of that one mouse that Baby Tooth attacks for doing his toothly duties.
Chapter notes: Jack's turn to muse! I was envisioning this taking place outside of Jamie's own room, but I guess it can still apply to his dorm room, in order to keep it chronologically correct. Let's just say Jamie's dorm room also has a tree next to the window. Convenient for Jack! XD
Also, I'm taking a bit of creative liberty and assuming Jack died when he was 17. So physically, his body is that of a 17-year old.
Adults
Jack had always preferred playing with children over adults, even before he'd become aware of his role in watching over them. There was something much more free-spirited about them, no holding back. Adults always seemed to be hiding something, regretting something, always something below the surface that he didn't want to bother interpreting. It was too tiresome to figure out if one adult would react negatively to a snowball in the face (which a lot of them did), while children would just laugh and start their own snowball fight.
Only when he was feeling particularly mischievous and determined, he'd target the adults specifically and relentlessly. There was an odd satisfaction to seeing them finally let loose, release the top on their tightly wound emotions.
Teenagers were another story. They were always moody, so unpredictable! He knew now that he himself had been one in his past life, but even if he couldn't remember, he doubted he was as temperamental as most of the ones he saw today. More than once, he'd seen his snowballs spark a fistfight between supposed friends. That definitely wasn't the kind of fun he'd been aiming for.
It was these experiences that made him slightly hesitant around Jamie sometimes. He'd never interacted so closely with an adult before, and although he'd watched the brunette for many years, it was a different thing to actually talk and play with him. Heck, he didn't even normally talk to the children and expect them to answer back!
Jack sighed, leaning back against the trunk of his tree and resting his staff against his shoulder. He glanced over again at the dark window next to him where Jamie had yet to appear. He was starting to wonder if sitting here for so long was making him think strange thoughts. After all, even though Jamie was no longer a child, he did seem different from the other teenagers and adults Jack had observed over the years. More open, more honest...except when it came to that stupid black phone and that stupid girl on the other end.
Glancing to the side once more, he was delighted to see that Jamie's room was now lit, the teen himself grinning widely as he waved to him.
Or maybe I'm just thinking too hard about this, Jack thought as he got up to jump through the window.
A/N: I'm going on a short vacation, so probably won't be able to update until after Jan. 2. Thanks in advance for your patience!