This is my last chapter before my decision. It takes place during the movie, but not in any of the scenes. This shows how much of a trouble maker Ema is, and how well she can get along with Jack. Enjoy.


After 250 years, I haven't been seen, yet. I'm still a nomad-like-ghost. I still spread my artwork everywhere, in a hope someone would see me. Of course there are rules. I've broken them, gotten in trouble, and been punished a few times.

If you haven't noticed I'm a rebellious artist. I'm also a liar. I don't get along with some people like Bunny and Cupid. Cupid always thinks she's the better archer, but she can only hit people so they can fall in love, I can hit objects.

I've gotten better at hallucinations, shaping things, flying and idea sparking; even changing appearance is a breeze. Of course I'm not the best with a whip or a sword, archery's my thing. I've gotten so good, good enough to take Cupid on.

Now, of course, was a big time. It was the first time Jack was coming home this year. Very special year, his 300th, and since he wasn't home on his 300th birthday and the 225th anniversary of our friendship, plus I was bored, stopping by Burgess before I head home, thought I'd pay jack a visit, and learnt he was coming home from Russia, I thought it was a good excuse to make one of my master art pieces, and I had the perfect thing in mind.

I had a very busy night ahead of me. Jack told me he wanted to make it a snow day when he got back, so it had to be good. I had to make the trees look ready for high fives; the clouds giving thumbs up signs, the frost look like fireworks, the snow look like it's smiling and the grass look like a runway.

The frost was easy. I just shot an arrow into the dab center of each pane of frost and it spread out, so it looked like fireworks. I had to fly right into the clouds and shape them from the inside to make them look like big thumbs up. I composed the snow like a symphony to smile, and then added eyes with my arrows. Trees were a little harder, I had to shape each hand so nothing looked wrong, but I finally managed to complete the trees.

The grass was the hardest, trying to get every single blade to go into the same direction. The grass isn't even mine to control, it's mother nature's. I would have to do something really convincing for it to listen to me.

"All right, every single blade of grass! Tonight and tomorrow morning you are apart of my masterpiece!" I said yelling through a megaphone I made.

"Here's how it is going to work, every blade of grass find 10 blade buddies! Once you found your blade buddies, you all going to point in the direction you would be going if you would be flying from Russia to Burgess, now follow your blade buddy!"

Of course the grass didn't listen to me and went out of place a view times. Was I like this with other people? I had to use a technique I was sure was going to work, and get me in trouble.

By the time I was finally done my masterpiece, I was pooped, tuckered out, flabbergasted, exhausted, beat, whatever you wanted to say I was just really tired! I think I rested until a leaf floated down to me. I opened it and got an alarming message, "I'LL BE SEEING YOU NEXT WEEK TO DISCUSS YOUR PUNISHMENT FOR THREATENING MY GRASS WITH AN ARMY OF HERBIVORES!" It was so loud; (literally) I wasn't tired any more.

Jack then came quickly to my side, it startled me.

"Getting in trouble with Mother Nature again, are you Ema? Army of herbivores, that's a new one."

"You try getting grass to do what you tell it, when it's not yours to command. (You're done now guys [the grass immediately moved toward me to poke my feet, causing me to jump in the air in pain]) By the way, Welcome Home Jack! You like what I did with the town?"

"Oh yeah, yeah it was okay."

"Okay?"

"I'm just kidding, it was great."

"I would have done something bigger, but I'm in enough trouble as it is. Plus what's the point when no matter what you do, no one ever sees you…" I could tell something was on his mind, he looked upset.

"Jack… come on, spill it."

"I made another attempt today. I saw this kid named Jamie. He believes in many different things, aliens, Bigfoot, even the Easter bunny!"

"Of course he would believe in Bunny, the kangaroo is famous!"

"Anyway, when his mom told him about me, he didn't know who I was, she said I was nobody."

"Don't listen to what grown-ups say Jack, what would they know?"

"It still hurt, knowing that parents go around telling their kids I'm an expression."

"Well that makes 2 of us."

"I tried showing him who I was, with a snowball fight, then a sled ride, he had fun and I almost believed that he would be able to see me, but then a sofa hit him and he lost a tooth, and you can probably guess what happened next…"

"He starting thinking about the visit from the tooth fairy he was going to get tonight."

"Bingo."

This was terrible. I was in trouble again, and Jack was down in the dumps. I suddenly got an idea.

"I think I know how to turn this around."

"How?"

"Where does Jamie live?"

While we were flying down to Jamie's house, Jack told me all about the snowball fight and the sled ride. How he stopped a tough girl and caused Jamie to go on the ride of his life down streets and into the park. This was making many inspiring ideas in my head.

We then came to Jamie's house, his bedroom window to be more precise. I was formulating my plan into action. If this worked, me and Jack's troubles will all be over.

"Now watch how the master does it," I said while readying my arrow in my bow.

"Master who is 50 years younger then me," He joked.

"Ha-Ha, very funny. Now for this to work, I need to have complete concentration."

I took aim. Jamie was just reading his book. I took my shot, the arrow hit it's target, dissolved and returned safely to my quiver. I hit Jaime with an arrow. You might be mad at me, but I didn't hurt him.

After hitting Jaime with my arrow, he perked up, got out a sheet of paper and some crayons and started to draw.

"What did you just do?"

"I gave him an idea for a picture; how he draws it is up to him."

"What idea did you give him?"

"You're just going to have to wait and see."

I was also going to have to wait, and see what the results of this would be.


I also need to see what results of this will be, your results of what type of fic this should be. Tell in reveiws and on the poll in my profile. No Flames, you'll melt the masterpeice.