Mean Seasons 40 Broken Spirit 10
Two days after the attack on Jack, the Guardians were beyond happy. The winter spirit was beginning to get his spark back, ever so slowly. Jamie was a big instigator of this, as the boy had literally dragged the spirit out of the funk he'd been in. Jack talked...but only to Jamie and Pippa, but his animal instincts had calmed down in regards to the others. Tooth felt heartened when Jack no longer acted as if she would hurt him, and North's voice no longer spooked him.
However Bunny always got a negative reaction from the Winter sprite, and Jack always ran to Jamie or Pippa when the pooka tried to approach him. Jamie said he thought that Jack was reacting that way because Bunny had gotten cross with Jack more than the others over the spirit's memory, so his reaction was in response to those instances. How Jack's first believer got so wise was beyond any of the Guardians, and besides Pippa, Jamie was the one they went to when something was up with Jack.
The time of brokenness was nearly done. They could sense it. By the third week, Jack's sparkle had returned, yet his eyes remaned grey. His speech began improving as well, but again, he only ever talked to Jamie and Pippa. Worse still, his laugh had not been heard since before Summer and Spring's attack. Thew final piece of bad news was that although he was improving, his mind seemed to battle itself for control.
The first instance was when Aster tried rousing the winter sprite one morning after Jamie had arrived and Pippa had made pancakes.
"Oi Frostbite! Wake up ya lazy bum!" the pooka said, nudging the boy on the bed hard.
Jack's eyes shot open, and the grin of malice adorned his lips as he froze Bunny's legs with a gesture. He then shook himself and whimpered apologetically, hiding under the icy covers in shame.
"Oi...Frostbite come on mate...Pippa's got breakfast shimmied up fer ya, and Jamie's here too. Why not come out?"
After much coaxing and bribing, and because Bunny opened the door to let the aroma of freshmade pancakes enter the room, Jack came out and sat at the table, his eyes, brighter than usual, eyeing the food eagerly.
The next instance was when Baby Tooth was playing with him, and she accidently rammed into his cheek full force. He yelped, then shuddered, lifting his finger and freezing the tiny fairy's wings. He would have ripped them off, had Jamie not startled him back to his senses with a sharp word and smack.
All in all though, Jack was on his way to a full recovery. It wouldn't be long before his eyes fully cleared and his laugh once again rang through the halls of Santoff Claussen. All the others needed to do was wait just a little longer...