Mean Seasons 31 Double Freakture

"Oo!" Jack said as he flew to the house that had a thatched roof, and twins sleeping in the room Pitch had entered. "Twins! As the Guardian of Fun, I highly approve. This...this wuill be a blast!"

Pitch chuckled darkly "I never knew you would fall so easily to my way of thinking, Frost. Are you sure you are a Guardian?"

"Oh can it mister 'I squealed like a lovestruck puppy lover when I met one Pippa Overland Autumn Frost'. You know you aren't such a big bad boy anymore."

The Nightmare King growled low, knowing he couldn't deny what was true. "Shut it Frost." he said huffily. "Besides even Death himself would fall at that child's feet if she looked at him correctly." He muttered in his defense.

"Whatever, king of Nightmares. So what's the plan?"

ROTG

The twins woke up, to discover a tall man in their room. The older of the two grabbed his sister and said in a whisper "Look Sidny...Its him...Donnie was right...it's the Boogeyman!"

Pitch smiled nastily "Donnie tells me you wish to be frightened, children."

They nodded, wide-eyed and nervous. The brother stood, and stomped his foot "Give us your worst! We want what Donnie has seen!"

He squealed as Pitch unleashed a shadow show, and Jack, covered in darkness and looking like a fearling, ran his fingers down their backs, causing them to shriek even more.

Pitch was about to unleash a new nightmare, when his Nightmares reared and attacked the fearling Frost. A wailing came from the winter spirit, and although he was puzzled, Pitch had a job to do. He was not going to lose over this! Frost's tortured wailing actually helped matters, as the children were now practically wetting themselves. Stealing time, the Nightmare king peaked in on Frost, and was greeted by a FLASH...

Jack...was it Jack? He couldn't tell. The eyes were glacierfilled, cold and pitiless, their mirth replaced with malicious sparkle, the mouth open in wicked, evil laughter that contorted his face. Below him, for he was flying, a town of humans-including the children-was iced over, the inhabitants like icicle sculptures.

As Pitch watched, the laughing, scornful Winter King began destroying the frozen citizens, his cackling eerie and coarse as each one shattered under his touch. He stopped only to rip the crystal crown from a noble and set it on his own head, giggling heartlessly as he broke said noble to pieces. Smirking in satisfaction, he flew away, leaving a blizzard in his wake.

FLASH Back to reality. Pitch set up a new scare, keeping his focus on his task, and relishing the Twins' eagerness to be terrified out of their minds by him. He would deal with Frost's issues later.

He had believers to please.

ROTG

"Frost!" Pitch bellowed, releasing the Guardian from his shadows."We aren't done with our patrol yet, but right now I need answers. As much as I enjoyed the feast you gave me back there, I must know. What. The heck. Was THAT?!"

Jack looked down, his voice cracking as he said lamely "It was just a Nightmare. Maybe your sand got in my face again."

Pitch thrust the boy to the ground, his eyes blazing "That was no Nightmare." He growled, "Was it...Winter King?"

Jack curled up tightly, the rolls of fear coming off of him in droves.

"A memory." He said finally, standing up. "It was a memory. A memory of a different time, of a darker age. One that I'd rather forget."

Pitch turned to him,

"But you can't can you?" he stepped to the boy's back, whispering in his ear with a slight feel of his older self. "Your memory haunts you, Jack Frost. It wants to drag you under again. The question is...will you let it?"

Jack saw where he was going. Pitch knew his fears better than he knew them himself. It was his job. As such, he also knew the cure for such fears, the consequences as well.

"No." he determined, gritting his teeth "No I won't. Never again."

Pitch smiled and shoved him forward, suddenly feigning impatience.

"Good. Because as much as your tortured screeching helped sell my fear shows, I would prefer you not do that again."

Jack grinned, the old spark of mischief lighting up his eyes again "As long as you promise we can do triple scare tactics this time, I will try not to steal your thunder this time."

"Steal my—oh Frost you play a dangerous game. A very dangerous game indeed." Pitch muttered mock threateningly as the winter sprite flew off ahead of him, cackling in his annoyingly smug way.