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The prompt for this come from profilore on rotg-kink dreamwidth and this first chapter is only slightly changed by me but mostly profilore's work (the person implicitly stated that a writer could use their first chapter). This chapter and any possible other ones are mine, thank you very much.
This is not betaed. If you see any mistakes, I would love for you to kindly point them out.
This is your (slightly) long awaited chapter. Please Enjoy.
Sandy slowly moved away from the group and quickly traveled to North's Workshop, his transport dissipating without a thought as he rushed to the library. True, he did have many books in his own library, but this way it would be easier to get their attention. Hit them on the head with the book.
Now where was it…
Sandy searched for a long time until he found the book that he needed. It was titled Elementals, Spirits and Seasonals: Everything You Need To Know. Checking the table of contents, he flipped to the pages about Winter Seasonals, the ones that brought and kept Winter around. There were a measly two pages about them in the book.
The first page had actual information, such as where they are usually spotted, in what numbers and, what Sandy was looking for, how they were seen to have done their job. Many from the list on the second page were one color, signifying that they mostly used the first method, going around personally to spread the winter snow and cold and frost. The other method known was to lay back and let their own magic do the work for them while they did something else. A few Seasonals used this method.
And then there was the last method. Turning into Winter itself. There was very little about it, since nobody had ever been near a winter seasonal spirit when they removed themselves from their tangible body and turned into the wind and snow and cold. Sandy, who had been skimming the page so far, stopped and actually read it, leaning on the bookstand his sand made for him.
Winter Seasonal Spirits that Turn Into Winter leave behind a catatonic body when they spread winter. When they are Winter, they have no remorse, no feelings and cannot be reasoned with. It may know the feelings of the previous Seasonal, but it does not understand them. There are some cases of other Spirits dying because the Winter Seasonal Spirit had a grudge on them, and because some have less willpower in themselves, could not stop the death.
The reason why some Winter Seasonal Spirits choose to Turn Into Winter is, according to an anonymous Winter Spirit, "because nobody wishes to be around us. After all, we are death and cold everything miserable. No Spirit really attempts to converse with us, as if they are afraid that we will kill them on a whim."
Side note: Some of the Seasonals listed on the next page that are labelled with *unknown favorite method* might use this method without anyone knowing.
As he drifted out of the library, he heard the rest of the Guardians coming back, Tooth sniffling quietly and Bunnymund whispering softly to her, trying to calm her down. Sandy opened the door to the room they were in and held out the book, bookmarked at the right page, so they wouldn't have to.
North looked up when he noticed Sandy in front of him. He slowly took the book from his hands, gently looking at the state of it and the title of the book, too tired and sad to do much more.
Flipping to the right page he got the attention of the others, yeti and guardians alike, the elves having finally realized that this is no laughing matter, no time to do anything but stay out of their way so they can work through their grief. Oh, and bake cookies.
Sandy floated in front of them, watching their faces as they understood even more why Jack Frost, their most fun-loving child of all, turned into a raging creature of uncontrollable wind and cold when winter came around.
"Should we look for him?" Bunny shuffled his feet, shifting his bandolier a little bit.
Sandy shrugged a little while shaking his head, hoping that the Guardians would understand. By their looks of sad acceptance. He supposed they did.
"But we must, he must be so lonely and sad and… my Sweet Tooth!" Tooth broke down again, dropping to her knees.
"We will look when no winter on planet. Easier to talk to. Okay, Tooth? Bunny? Sandy?" Bunny and Tooth nodded their heads while Sandy looked away.
I can understand him. The loneliness that drove him to hide away his feelings. The only difference is that I hide away my voice.