A/n: Made ya all wait, ahaha. No but seriously, I had school work. xD Please enjoy! Welcome to OUR world, Elsa ^,^ Check out my deviantart Prince Shadowstar, if you want to see my fan art for these two. mind you, I only have Naruto and THiefshipping at the moment. LONGEST DAMN CCHPTER EVER, only cuz i love you all. It's 6,348 words, you're welcome. XD two chapters in one.
Jack tried to pursue Sophie to her room. Sophie squealed, and closed the door though, giggling. Jack opened the door easily, not thinking about boundaries, more concerned with the fact that his pictures were about to be spread all over the internet. "Sophie, please!" Jack pleaded, and Sophie's mouth dropped open looking at him, from her bed where she had her laptop.
"...MOM! JAMIE'S GUY FRIEND IS TRESPASSING IN MY ROOM!" Sophie yelled. Jack cringed. Oh right, rules. He quickly stepped behind the line. He knew how to deal with kids. But teenagers? How do you deal with them?
"Uh, shhh,shhh,shh," Jack said, holding up his hands. "See? I'm behind the line...see?"
"Do ya really care if you go on facebook?" Sophie asked, and it was curious, not mean at all. However, her eyes lit up and she clapped her hands together, with a small gasp, "Oh! Are you like a criminal on the run from the government?! That'd be like, really cooL!" She giggled. Jack's heart sank. He wasn't sure what or who he was at the moment. All he knew was, she gave him a way out.
"Y-yes to the first thing," he quickly said. "I don't like really showing my face on the internet...I...I don't even have a Facebook," he lamented.
"...you DON'T have a FACEBOOK?!" Her jaw dropped. "Well, you know what, we'll just have to make you one! C'mon! C'mon! I give you permission to enter Sophie's Kingdom!" She spread out her arms, with a dorky grin on her face. Her walls were a light blue, but she had glowy in the dark stars on her ceiling, and a book shelf dedicated to her stuffed animals, real and assorted magical creatures. Her walls had a few posters of Vampires and her bed comforter looked like it was Princess related though Jack had never gotten into that fandom. For obvious guy reasons. Though the princesses were pretty. Not that it mattered to him, he preferred snow ball fights to frilly dressed girls. Her closet was closed but he had a feeling her wardrobe reflected her, if her mouse slippers and polka dot pajamas were any say to begin with. Jack had to stop from rolling his eyes. Well...she was still childish, for now. It was a little cute though his nagging concern was mostly with the fact that the conversation had escalated too quickly.
"I-I appreciate it," Jack held up his hands again, "But please...no..."
Sophie noticed his staff for the first time. "Ok, Ok, I won't invade your private beliefs or whatever...but what the heck is that? A hiking stick?"
Jack looked to his staff. "Why...yes it is," he said, for lack of a better description of it. It's not like he could tell her he was Jack Frost. Like she'd remember anything.
"Cool!" She replied. She held out her phone to him and he saw her press something on the screen and he cringed thinking, it was another photo but saw his own surprised, red eyed? look suddenly blip off the screen. "There, I deleted it, ya happy now, mister?"
Jack nodded. "I am...uh...thank you for respecting my privacy..."
Sophie nodded, grinning, "Well, you ARE cute but if I'm gonna marry you in the future, I best not get on your- I'm JUST KIDDING," she rolled her eyes, at Jack's inability to stop the small look of horror that was twisting to break out across his entire face at the thought. [hahaha] However, Jamie's mom walked up the steps just then, her hair in a ponytail and she quirked a brow at Jack who turned around when he heard noises on the stairs.
"Escuse me, why are you in Sophie's room?" The mother crossed her arms. Sophie waved at her mom.
"It's ok now! He knows the rules for the future!" Jack winced, because it made it sound like he didn't know about etiquette. He knew a little. His panic just made him forget. He saw the look the woman was giving him. Oh ...she thought he was suspicious?
"Well, everyone should be in bed, including you, Jack," She chided Jack. Jack found himself rolling his eyes.
"Yes, Ma, Of course, Ma'am," Something he used to say to his mother half jokingly, except..this wasn't his mother and that old rusty reflex left Jack's throat feeling dry. However the mother chuckled.
"I hope you don't act smart with your own moth-" The mother covered her mouth. "I'm so sorry, I forgot..."
Jack blinked. What had Jamie told his mom? He felt the need to wake up Jamie unceremoniously and find out. "uh..." was his intelligent reply.
"...If you ever need someone to talk to...about the loss of your parents in the...in the you-know-what," Jamie's mom said quietly, "Feel free to come to me, I'll listen to your worries... and know that you're welcome to stay here as long as you like."
Jack smiled awkwardly at her, sweating a little. "T-thank you," He said humbly though internally he was ready to march to Jamie RIGHT now. Sophie yawned, and climbed under her covers, and Jack stood in the door way, stepping aside, watching Mrs. Bennett tuck in her daughter. "Mom! I'm too old for tucking in!" Sophie giggled though, only jokingly annoyed. Her mother laughed and they shared a small nose nuzzle. Jack looked to his staff. If it hadn't been for him, his sister wouldn't have had the chance to live her life. Jack sighed and turned away, going back to Jamie's room. However, he paused outside the door. He felt fatigue pulling at his eye-lids, yet despite his tiredness, he suddenly felt much more restless. He let his hand drop from the door knob. He looked towards the stairs. He wanted to get to the other Guardians. There had to be a way...His eyes widened. He remembered vaguely that Pitch had Santa's Globe again. If he could somehow figure out where Pitch was, that would help. Sophie's mom exited Sophie's room but Jack quickly stepped into Jamie's, shutting the door. He felt his heart race. Why was he hiding? He sank to his knees, and ran his hands through his tussled brown locks, drawing his knees to his chest.
What was he so afraid of?
"Ahhhhhh!" Elsa exclaimed, landing in the snow near a lake. Her clothes suddenly felt much, much colder. Rudolph yelped, landed face first into a pile of snow to her left. They both sat up, groaning. "What...what's just happened?" Elsa blinked her eyes, looking around. "Where am I...Where is this, Rudolph?" She helped pull Rudolph out of the snow. She shivered, feeling cold for the first time, and rubbing her arms. She gasped though, she didn't look as pale? She looked at her hands in confusion. Rudolph shook his head, and blinked at her. His eyes widened, and his jaw dropped. Elsa furrowed her brow. It was night time here, according to the waning moon in the sky.
"Go~lly...Ms. Elsa...you...you're looking even more beautiful..not that you weren't more beautiful before...well, not fuller, you don't look fuller you just-Golly..." Rudolph walked around Elsa. Elsa shivered, rubbing her arms. She caught something Auburn out of the corner of her eye. She gasped.
"M-M-MY HAIR?!" She yelped. Her hair was down because she hadn't braided it, but she stumbled in the snow, to the bank of the lake, and looked at her reflection in the ice. Wide green colored eyes gazed back at her. Her hair was wild a little in the front, her bangs hanging in her face, and her hair falling freely over her shoulders. She rubbed her hair back a best she could, instantly going to braid it. As she was braiding, she began to pace on the bank. "This..this can't be happening...it's not possible. My hair, my eyes...everything changed! It's c-c-colder than I remember...and..." She paused midbraiding and looked to her hands. She tried to summon something but it didn't work. Her eyes flashed and she bit her lower lip nervously. She was trying very hard not to panic. "...Rudolph, this happened because of your nose, t-take me back! I have to talk to Pabbie!" She said urgently. Rudolph blinked.
"I-I can try..." he sounded doubtful of his capabilities. He scrunched his nose but try as he might, Rudolph couldn't do anything past causing his nose to glow blue. Elsa paced, growing panicked.
"What do I do, what do I do, what do I do?" Her airs as a Queen were not helping this situation. Rudolph's ears flicked.
"Ms. Elsa...I...I know this area..." Rudolph's eyes widened.
Elsa stopped pacing. "oh you do, where are we?" She asked urgently.
"We're..." Rudolph's voice trailed off. He actually didn't know. He just remembered this was where he had fought Pitch alongside Jack. He explained this to Elsa who sank to her knees in the snow, her face in her hands from eminent loss.
"Awww, I wish I could help you two," a voice piped up from behind Elsa and Rudolph.
Elsa raised her head, and her expression changed to bewilderment. In front of her was a small black cat with big honey colored eyes, staring at her from up in a tree? She got to her feet. The cat turned away with a sigh but Elsa quickly held out a hand.
"W-wait! Please! You ...you know where we are?" Elsa came from a world of magic, a talking cat was a good sign as far as she was concerned. The cat paused, and looked back incredulously.
"You can...you can see me?" the cat inquired.
Elsa wondered if that was a trick question. "Golly! A talking cat..." Rudolph's eyes widened. "I thought I was the only talking animal...well...besides the Easter Bunny!" Rudolph sounded awed. Elsa furrowed her brow.
"Easter bunny?" she asked.
"Awww, you're not from around here, 'pose you wouldn't know," the cat meowed, and smirked -if a cat could smirk- down at them both.
"Look, can you just give us directions?" Elsa demanded. She took a deep breath , chiding herself to act royally. "...Please?"
"Ah, sure, You're in Salem Massachusetts, congratulations, your Royal Hiney," the cat mewled with a snigger.
Elsa narrowed her eyes. Was the cat making fun of her? "I am not a Royal Hiney! I am Queen Elsa of Arendelle!" She said stiffly, pointing at the cat. Suddenly the cold wind cut through her dress and Elsa hugged herself, seeing the cold clouds form from her breath. The cat easily hopped down from the tree and Elsa gasped, however the cat changed in a mix of green, orange and dark blue light into ...a young girl dressed like a witch?
The girl, grinned at Elsa and held out a hand. "Pleased 'ta meet you, Queenie," her eyes twinkled. "...I'm you're friendly neighborhood ghost..." Elsa shook the girl's hand. They were about the same height, though Elsa realized she was definitely younger than this girl. Not in appearance, but there was just something about her...her airs perhaps? What was this about being a ghost? Not to mention...she was green?
"Ah! You're the witch!" Rudolph blurted. He hid behind Elsa. Patience put her hands on her hips.
"I'm NOT a witch, I'm a ghost of Halloween fun!" She spread out her arms, with a smile and did a little twirl, causing her dark green skirt with an underlayer of orange skirting, to twirl around her ankles which revealed her small black -though not pointy as Elsa and Rudolph were expecting- boots. Elsa blinked at her. What was Halloween? A ghost? did that mean she was talking to a dead person?
"E-escuse me for asking...but...are you...are you really a ghost?"Elsa inquired politely as she could.
Patience smiled at her, taking off her witchy hat and bowing like a gent to Elsa. "Indeed I am, however not to worry, typically no one can see me...well, besides Jamie Bennett," she giggled. "However, I saw you two blast here in blue light...I have'ta say, Manny is really getting creative with how he communicates, what with using the little' moose's nose," She said eagerly.
Elsa frowned. "What? Manny? Who...is Manny?"
"I'm not a moose! I'm a reindeer!" Rudolph huffed, getting an irked expression for the first time.
"Aww you'll always be mooosy to me, Rudy the Moosy," Patience teased. Elsa cleared her throat, trying to draw herself to her authoritative height.
"Patience, I demand an explanation at once," Elsa said with her royal airs.
Patience quirked a brow. "Alright, alright, don't get your knickers in a bunch...say, do you even wear knickers?" Patience grinned, a twinkle in her eye. "Ya know, dressed like that, you're gonna attract alot of attention. I have an idea on how to help you ah...adjust your wardrobe~ ...Here, you two can come back with me...my home is small but humble...ya can stay with me...and I'll explain Manny to ya'll, sound good?" She turned away before Elsa or Rudolph could respond and dog whistled. Coming around the corner, Elsa's eyes widened when she saw a broomstick. It hovered in front of Patience and Patience got on it. She turned to Elsa and Rudolph however. "Hmmm Elsa can ride with me...however Rudy...I don't know if there's room for three...ah...hold on," Patience pulled out a small pouch. She mumbled something to it and then the pouch floated over to Rudolph. Rudolph tried to shy away from it, however he couldn't avoid the powder that came out and it caused him to sneeze. When he sneezed, the force caused him to go backwards against a tree trunk. Shaking his head blearily, he sneezed again and this time he flew and floated in the air, wobbly and eye-twitchy. However his eyes widened.
"W-Whao!? Get me down!" he whimpered. His panic caused him to start to fall but Patience called to him.
"Don't be afraid! Believe you can fly, Rudy!" she called to Rudolph.
Rudolph tried to recall how Jack had helped him fly. It had been fun...and Rudolph...Rudolph had to believe...ok...ok, Rudolph managed to get the hang of it again, and he whooped. "I-I can fly...I believe...I believe I CAN fly!" He felt giddy, and he pranced in mid-air near Patience. Patience giggled. Elsa watched these events unfold but she was impatient to get answers so that she could get back home. She figured out for herself that Jack was from this world...but was he ok? She turned to Patience.
"Patience...is there a way to check on someone?" She asked urgently. She was only checking ot make sure he wasn't hurt. That's all. She didn't care about him. Not at all.
Patience had a momentary look of surprise on her face but she nodded, replacing her look with cheerfullness. "Yeah...back home...come on, I'll take you all now!" She beckoned to Elsa to get on behind her. Elsa hesitated. She didn't know how she felt about flying.
"I'd rather follow on foot," she said, holding up her hands. Rudolph came over easily.
"Ms. Elsa...I'd be ok with it...if you wanted to fly on my back," Rudolph said shyly.
Patience's eyes lit up. "Great idea Rudy!"
Rudolph looked momentarily annoyed again at his new nick-name. [haha] Elsa nodded. She preffered that actually. "Thank you Rudolph," she said humbly.
Patience was pleased. She flew ahead of them. Looking behind her, she made sure they could keep up. " ...I'm being seen by people...for the first time in 400 plus years..." A bit of the ways ahead of them, she looked to the waning moon and almost smiled. "Things are finally changing...huh Manny?" she said to no one in particular and with a laugh she led the others to her humble home. Back at Patience's home, Elsa looked around, grateful for the warm fire that Patience started up with a small snap of her fingers. Sitting by it on her knees, Elsa's eyes looked around the small little cabin like home. Rudolph sat near the fire too, and Patience rummaged in a cupboard for something. Elsa furrowed her brow.
"If you're a ghost...why is it that you live...in a place for the living?" Elsa asked softly.
Patience hesitated and that momentary pause didn't go unnoticed by either Rudolph or Elsa. Patience closed the cabinet and rummaged in a drawer. "I suppose you could say I've always lived in this cabin...it's been my home...for as long as I could remember," she confessed.
"What happens if someone wanders in?"Elsa inquired.
"...That doesn't happen..." Patience said with a sigh. "I don't know why...but...just like me...my cabin...cannot be seen unless I invite you in...technically speaking, I've tried for years to get seen but it wasn't until I met Jack Frost and Jamie Bennett that I was seen-"
"You know Jack Frost?" Elsa blurted. She tried to sound more composed as she brushed a stray hair behind her ear. " I mean..recently?"
"Yeah...believe it or not, Jackie popped in about a few hours ago...Jamie was trying to figure out how to get him from wherever he'd popped off to and lo' he ended up on my bed in a bright flash of blue light...kinda like how you two came in actually," Patience replied lightly, and it was evident she was smoothly veering the conversation away from herself.
"Ah!...He...He was here?" Elsa's eyes widened. "Where is he now?" She eagerly got to her feet right away.
"With Jamie Bennett...in Pennsylvania," Patience replied calmly. She turned to Elsa, holding out a mirror.
"I know it's kinda old-fashioned, but if you look into this mirror...it'll show you whatever it is that you want to see...anything at all...mind you, it doesn't tell the future..." Patience watched as Elsa took the mirror, and hesitantly added, "...or the past..."
"The past? ...Can you see anyone's?" Elsa asked.
Patience shook her head. "No...this mirror is rather special...it will show you the lives of only those accepted into your heart..." she said, turning away. Elsa recalled her saying she was over 400 years old. Was there more people like her in this world? What sort of magic allowed one to live for so long?
"...Ar-Are there others like you?" Elsa asked gently, holding the mirror to her chest.
"...No...we're few in number...haha...we are no longer...human...but those who are called upon to fullfill a role...are chosen...by him..." Patience pointed out of her window. Elsa turned along with Rudolph and saw the waning moon glinting through the window.
"Him? as in Manny?" Rudolph inquired.
"The one and only," Patience closed her eyes. "...I met him only once...a long time ago..." She opened her eyes. They were sad but they shifted to bright in half a second. "Anyhoo~ That's not what's important! I'm guessing you two want to join up with Jack again? I don't blame you! I planned to go pay Jamie a visit anyhow, I like him!" She giggled mischeviously. Elsa furrowed her brow, looking back to the Mirror. So she could only see Jack if she had let him into her...heart? but she hadn't. She handed the mirror back to Patience.
"The mirror won't work then," Elsa said briskly. She would ignore this faint burning in her cheeks. It was annoyance, and that was all. "I shall wait until tomorrow to embark with you and Rudolph after him...where is this Pennsylvania?"
"Quite a journey," Patience said humorously, "However with my magic, I can pop just about anywhere...I'll take you two tomorrow...you are human...sleep is something you need."
Elsa could feel the tiredness taking over. Patience beckoned to her bed and Elsa didn't complain. The bed wasn't rickety at all or filled with dust bunnies. It was dust-free, with nice comforter and plumped feather filled soft pillows. Elsa didn't have anything to change into from her outfit but Patience giggled. " What's so funny?" Elsa asked.
"You sure don't ask for anything, do you?" Patience smiled.
Elsa blinked. "I...I don't like to impose, that's all..." Elsa turned away, pulling the covers over herself. Patience smiled.
"You and me both..." she looked to the fire.
"Ah...good night, Ms. Elsa... Ms. Patience," Rudolph yawned, curling up near the bed and Patience watched the two as they continued to sleep. After she was certain they were asleep, she picked up her old mirror and held it in her hands like it was the most precious thing in the world.
"Show me...show me my older brother Henry...and I..." she whispered, and her mirror glowed a dark blue, and Patience closed her eyes, feeling herself brought back to a time... a time set in the late 1600's, a time when she was but a little girl. It was the year 1982, 10 years before that fateful day, when Patience's life entirely changed. The summer was humid, and she floated after a little girl...a little girl she knew had been her once upon a time.
She was with her brother, Henry, who had a jar and a butterfly net with him, as he was prowling in the field one evening. He wore a simple white v-neck shirt, brown trousers, and a chestnut brown poncho to protect him from the cold. Patience wore a simple cotton dress that was brown with a small pattern on the hem stitched lovingly in white and red to look like small rhombuses going around the hem of her dress. She wore her small-laced boots with black stockings, while her brother wore his red-brown lace up boots and no breeches. Her brother just never liked looking formal. She had snuck out of her bed after her mother had tucked them in, and gotten outside, giggling to herself quietly, as she went in pursuit of her older brother who was ten and mischievous and always looking for something to do that wasn't work related. She followed him into the tall grass without his knowledge, but gasped in surprise, as she suddenly saw a bunch of bright glowing lights rise up from the grass and glow a luminescent greenish yellow glow all around her.
"Pretty…" she giggled in awe. She reached out a hand to touch one but suddenly her brother swiped his net and Patience stumbled backwards into the tall grass, slipping and falling in the mud.
"Patience! You shouldn't be out here!" Her brother squinted, having realized that his sister was out in the dark for the first time.
"Henry, you shouldn't be here either," she crossed her arms with a pout on her lower lip. Her brown eyes burned into her brother's hazel eyes and she watched him run his hand exasperatedly through his jet-black short hair. He had bangs that covered his left eye but his part was a tad diagonal so his bangs were only to his left side.
"Nuh-uh, I'm older than you, so the rules are different," Henry retorted. Patience stamped her foot down in annoyance, upsetting the small lights, which flickered around her and her brother.
"Henry Lewis Blackburne!" She put her hands on her hips, "You are not the boss of me!"
Henry quickly held out his hands. "Shh! Keep it down, you want to wake up Ma and Pa?" he whispered. Patience puffed out her cheeks and her brother sighed, trying again. He seemed lost in thought for a second as he was thinking, but then his face lit up. He looked around to make sure that no one was listening and then he leaned towards Patience, cupping a hand near his face.
"Patience, you want to know what these glowing lights are?" He asked in a serious manner.
Patience knew what those lights were. "They're fire-flies," she said, wrinkling her nose cutely. Her brother however, shook his head.
"That's what they want you to think," her brother said, with a gleam in his eyes. Patience's eyes widened. If she were older, she would have perhaps found reason to disbelieve what her brother had to say, however being eight; one is prone to be more influenced to tales spun by an older sibling.
"What are they?" She asked, instantly sucked in. Patience loved her brothers, she really did, and although Henry could be a mischievous pain in the arse at times, he was a good kid, and one thing that her brother loved to do, was to tell stories. Like now, he cleared his throat and beckoned to the dancing little lantern-like glowing lights that moved around them under that pale crescent moon lit starry night sky.
"These little lights…are fairies," He said in a hushed tone. Patience's eyes widened.
"Fairies?" she repeated in awe.
"Yep! You see, I read all about them…and much more…back in England there are books about these legends…you know how legends work, right?" Her brother grinned at her, "…They have to stem from something that was once real."
""Fairies…. that's…that's so..." Patience mouth was agape in awe. She reached out to try to grab one but those lights managed to stay out of her short small grasp.
"Here, you have to use this to catch them, silly," Her brother held out his butterfly net to her. Patience's face lit up. She eagerly took it, and looked around, as her brother continued to speak. "Keep your eye on them…that's it…." He said supportively, "And take a swing!" He laughed when Patience missed. Neither of them was paying attention to their surroundings, but for the small fairy-like creatures that Patience was giggling as she was trying to catch the little pretty lights with about as much grace as an eight year old could muster before falling on her face and dropping the net. Henry was laughing but he quickly ran over beside his sister's side and his face showed temporary worry until she sat up and wiped the dirt more into her dress, and gave him a dirty smudged-cheeks smile with a small giggle. Relieved, her brother grinned at her.
Patience and her brother were from a pious family, as was custom back in the late 1600's, and it was the year of 1682, and many things were happening with settling more and more in America. While many people held fear for the unknown and shied away from new ways of living, like good bathing, and not being a part of the King and Church anymore, being Independent…of believing in the unexplainable, her brother however was different. Her brother had always held a love in his heart for magic and the unexplainable, and he was in closet about it, but her brother didn't believe in a Heaven or Hell. He believed that what you accomplish on earth, defines you in your next life, and how you treat others in this life, will be reflected when you're reincarnated. Her brother loved to read and he knew how Native-American customs worked, because of his voracious appetite for knowledge. Patience felt her eyes get heavy and they drooped, as though small invisible cool fingers were beckoning her to shut her eyes with a gentle cool caress of fingertips. Henry noted this and he took the net from her. "Alright, that's enough for tonight, you should go back to bed before Ma knows you're missing," He said, "I'll even tuck you in, if you listen."
Patience had already been drawing her face into a half sleepy pout, however when her brother suggested what he did, her eyes lit up. "Really? You'll do that?" she sounded happy, not skeptical. Her brother nodded.
"Would I trick my own little sister?" He grinned.
"Yes you do, all the time!" Patience crossed her arms. Henry laughed, and he took the butterfly net from Patience.
"Well, not this time, I'm going to take you home, ok?" Henry chuckled quietly, smiling at her. Patience nodded happily. She took her brother's offered hand and he led her back into the house. Getting inside was always a challenge. See, The Blackburne family didn't own a dog, however they had 3 cats, and one of them was a black cat named Tabitha. The Blackburnes loved Tabitha, and didn't really believe that black cats were the work of the devil. The color black didn't make one evil automatically, they wore black formal wear to Sunday mass with everyone else, so as far as they were concerned, a black cat was just as loved as any other cat.
This cat loved Patience and followed her everywhere. When they returned quietly, it was Tabitha who greeted them with a bored mewl. Henry put his finger to his lips, shushing the cat who it appeared, didn't like him very much and instead swiped at him. Henry backed up, startled, and ended up knocking into the china cabinet behind him. It was a miracle that the resulting thud didn't make everything topple. Henry glared at the cat. "You stupid cat, all you do is bring bad luck," Henry said seething quietly. The cat flounced off, uncaring while Patience remained silent, not wanting to upset her brother though she protested in her own bold way against his statement about Tabitha.
"Tabitha is a good cat, she don't mean no harm!" Patience replied.
Henry sighed. "Did you not see her try to swipe at me? Aw, forget it, she likes you…remember?" He took Patience's hand again and they ascended the rickety creaky steps that groaned and sighed depending on the pressure of the foot on each one. Henry saw how Patience looked upset and finally he replied, "Ok, she's not a completely bad cat…" Patience smiled happily then and they continued up the steps. It was comical, like paying the piano, except with creaks and groans instead of musical notes.
Patience shivered, not liking the lack of light that she and her brother walked in now. He helped her find her bed and lucky for them, their littlest sibling Logan knew how to sleep like a log. Patience heard the wind rattle the windows loudly and she clung to her older brother's arm suddenly. Henry had turned away to leave but he looked back to see his sister's wide-eyed expression. "Henry, I'm scared…" She whispered.
"Of what? The wind?" Henry teased quietly back, moving her arm from his own. She nodded, not denying it.
"You know that it's nothing to be afraid of, it's just nature's way of saying hullo," Henry sighed and sat on the edge of her bed. He looked to the empty jar. "How about this…" his face lit up. "Give me a bit, I'll be back!" He left the room and Patience blinked in the dark. It suddenly felt colder without her brother there. To Patience, her big brother had a presence about him that made her feel fearless whenever she was with him. She could do things and be bold when it was with her brother. Now that he wasn't there, she felt suddenly vulnerable. She wrapped the blanket around her, bunching her knees to her chest, and trying not to focus on how big those shadows were getting as they crept across the crème colored walls in the dim lighting of the moonlight that managed to peek through from the small window that stood in the middle of the room. Patience waited for what felt like forever though to an adult it was really only just ten minutes. To Patience, the sound of the wind, and the moving shadows scared her. She knew of the tale of the Boogy-Man. She knew that if children didn't listen to their parents, according to stories, that things would happen to them! These would be phenomenal yet terrifying things. Patience was too scared to put her feet on the ground because she didn't want claw-like hands reaching out from under her bed and swallowing her up into the shadows. Closing her eyes shut, she suddenly heard the door open again quietly and her eyes widened. In Henry's hands, was the jar, but it was full of a bright yellow series of lights that danced and swayed and flew around within that jar. It was hole punched in the top and Patience's eyes lit up.
"I got to thinking…" Henry grinned, "If you're scared of the dark…why not have a night light? Or lights…?" He smiled at her. "You shouldn't fear the dark, it's pretty useful, you know! The stars need a place to sleep too, you know?" He placed it next to her bedside.
"But you even said, the Boogey-Man would eat me!" Patience sounded a bit rueful, though she was drawn to the pretty lights that were now glowing beside her bedside table.
"Ah, only on Mondays," Henry smirked.
"What's today?" Patience asked, furrowing her eyebrows.
"Today is now Tuesday, so you're safe!" Henry said cheerfully. Patience smiled then too. If her brother said she was safe from the Boogy-Man and being a man of much knowledge, she had no reason NOT to trust him! True he was a trouble-maker at times and scared her and made her cry plenty of times, but her brother always had a way of trying to make her feel better. Like now, with the jar of fireflies; it was his way of trying help her conquer her fear of the dark. She hugged her brother around the waist, having moved off the bed and to his side of the room where his own bed was.
"Thank you, Henry Lewis," she said gracious, happy and finally at ease. She called him Henry Lewis when she was happy, or just plain Henry, but only used his full name when angry at him. He only let her call him Henry Lewis, if any of his friends called him Lewis, he'd punch them. Henry patted her on the head and gave her an awkward hug back.
"Don't mention it, what are we Blackburnes for, if not sticking out for one another?" He grinned, ruffling her medium dark brown hair. Patience went to sleep easily that night. She closed her eyes and the dark was no longer scary, because she had her brothers, she had a warm bed, and she had a jar of "night lights" in case she got scared. Patience knew that she was pretty lucky. Little had Patience known that in ten years, her life was about to change in drastic proportions. Little did the Blackburnes know that everyone's lives were going to be affected in a way that would go down in History.
Patience closed her eyes, letting the tears fall silently, as she felt herself return away from that memory, and enter back into that small room in her small little home, the fire crackling in the grate, and the two guests sleeping in the corner. Patience wiped her eyes, and turned into a cat. She moved over to Rudolph, and though she hesitated, she finally curled up, near Rudolph, and decided to dream of the next prank she'd pull on that amusing Jamie Bennett, while her Mirror remained face up on the table, an image of Patience hugging her brother fading out after a moment in the dying embers of a fire that was burning lower and lower until there was nothing but moonlight basking them all.
Ok hope you liked. I pulled out an excerpt from my ACTUAL Children's novel for Patience in this fanfiction. This OC and her story are copywright by me, but I trust you all to know that. I hope you all enjoyed that. I really like Patience and I think her back story is really sad but cool, and I thought I'd show how fun her older brother is, if you see a similarity betwen him and jack frost, it's not plagerism xD alot of guys liked to trick their little sisters, guys xD It's not a new concept. Anyhow, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Next chapter is Jelsa I swear xD I plan to have an accidental Jelsa kissu 3 so stick around! PLEASE RATE COMMENT and uh...FAVE AND LIKE! NO FLAMES.! LOVE YOU ALL.