Mean Seasons 86 Keeping Promises 3

Carrie wrapped an arm around Pippa's shoulder. "What's going on?" She asked scared for her son.

the tiny girl leaped into her arms, sobbing heavily

"He saved me at the cost of his own life...AGAIN!"

Carrie wrapped her arms around Pippa hugging her tight thinking. 'No not my son.' Then an idea occurred to her she focused on her fear and called out. "Pitch! Help!"

The Boogeyman appeared, lured there by fear, and now summoned by the mother of Fropsts first believer.

"You rang my dear?"

Carrie pointed at her son giving him a desperate look. "Please tell me there's something you can do."

Pitch took everything in stride. He cocked his head, a curious expression on his face, not a tear in his eyes as he looked at the coffin and it's occupant

"Why would you want me to DO anything? It's too late."

Everyone present knew that Pitch Black should be more upset by this than they were. Yet the Boogeyman was clearly calm, collected, and...well CALM. Too calm.

Carrie gave Pitch a narrow look. "Explain. Pippa thinks Jack died."

"Died?" The Boogieman laughed harshly "No, Jack Frost is very close to death, but not quite. His powers do not wish for him to perish, so they trapped him in his Healing Coffin. He is healing, little Overland. Your brother sleeps, he isn't dead. However, if he does die, the coffin will frost over. So keep an eye on it."

Carrie breaths a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness. Now who is he and what do we do with him?" She asks pointing at the still unconscious man who had attacked her son.

"BURN HIM!" Pippa snarled uncharacteristicly, kicking the man in the ribs hard

"Ah that would be Famine" Pitch said with grit in his teeth "A bitter sole. Seems that he had a problem with Frost since his sister showed up."

Pippa sneered and kicked again "He used to torment me and jack when we were alive. He always hit me, then Jack would push me away, or cover me so the switch of Uncle Nigel hit him instead."

Carrie snarled "WHAT!?"

"He was jealous of us. Our father wasn't the richest man, but he was planning on leaving us the land, flock and several coins to our name, it was all he had. But Uncle Nigel wanted it all for himself. When he came over, he made us miserable, hoping we'd get sick and die."

she continued to kick him, while continuing bitterly

"When Jack...when he drowned, Uncle was happy. Back then, the hier was the oldest son. Well, my father had no heir, so he was forced to give Jack's inheritance to Nigel. He left me alone after that. Until he got torn to shreds by wolves."

"Good!" Carrie snarled taking her frying pan and hitting him with it again.

"Jackie did get sick once, because mom and Dad were away with the flock, and Nigel was watching us. He took Jack out in the freezing cold, stripped his shirt off, and switched him until his back looked like a thatched roof. He left him outside, and my poor brother got pneumonia, wich in those days, was deadly."

Carrie snarled. "Did no one notice that he was TRYING TO KILL YOU
TWO?!" She then hit him a couple more times with her now dented frying pan before dropping it a pulling Pippa into a hug.

she snuggled against the warmth, and shook her head

"Sadly no. Children got switched alot in those days. Many thought Jack should have gotten MORE whippings, he was so mischievous! But our father never lifted a twig to him unless his mischief put him, or the flock, or me in serious danger. As you can imagine, those times were extremely rare."

She looked over to the Coffin, and smiled fondly

Carrie stared. "Ok, yeah let's set him on fire I have gasoline in the garage."

"Why use that, when I can do so much better."

No one had ever heard the sweet natured viking growl with such venom before.

Carrie looked at Hiccup and blinked. "When did you get here?" She asks

"I got here just as the little Fall was explaining this bastard's roll in their past lives. It's unacceptable. I won't allow it to continue in the immortal realm."

He raised his hand prepairing to snap his fingers, looking to Carrie for approval

"Take him outside, I don't want the smell to linger here."

Hiccup, whose green eyes were harder than they had ever been, complied. It took a lot to get him riled up (if it didn't involve his dragon) and when he did snap, it was not a pretty thing.

as soon as he was outside, they heard

"Toothless, Plasma Blast!"

WOOSH BOOM!