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Jack Frost hummed lightly as he walked upon the electrical cables of the electric tower. Underneath his bare feet the cables froze. His ice blue eyes looked up at the night sky, with a thoughtful and sad look. He twirled his magical staff, which looked like a shepherd's cane, in his right hand while his other hand was stuffed in his blue hooded sweater's pocket. His white hair moved slightly along with the wind. The physical 14 years old spirit stopped where he stood. His eyes stayed locked at the sky, as they outlined all of the constellations and remembered the stories from different cultures attached to them.

It was December 23rd. Christmas was just around the corner. It had been a few years since the defeat of Pitch, and everybody was happy. There was no more fear. No more nightmares, nothing like that. Jack sighed as he remembered that day. It was just a day or two after Easter. He thought his life was going to get better. He was now a guardian, a protector that looked over the children of Earth. His center was Fun, something that suited him quite well. He now worked alongside Santa Clause, Tooth Fairy, Sandman and Easter Bunny, or better known as North, Tooth, Sandy and Aster. They were supposed to work together. They were supposed to be one big family, like they've promised.

It was then that Jack realized that they only told lies.

Yes, they had kept their promise in the beginning. But slowly, as months came and went, he saw less and less of them.

We're busy

That was the number one statement that he heard from them.

Liars, the whole bunch of them, they still viewed him as a troublemaker. He saw it in their eyes. He heard it in their voices. He was nothing but a spirit that brought death and disaster.

Jack's grip on his cane tightened harshly. Why? Just... why? Why couldn't anybody accept him? Why did the other spirits give him such a hard time? He didn't bring only death and distraction. He only wished to bring the children fun times and snow days. Why couldn't people see that? There are so many questions, but none of them were answered.

The albino spirit then thought about his human family, his little sister and mother. His father wasn't in the picture, at least not in his human memories. All he remembered was living with his mother and baby sister for all his life. He worked hard to earn money so that there was food on the table. He left the house early morning and came back home late in the evening. Once he stepped into the house, he ate dinner then collapsed in bed. Yes, he did have his fun times, but only on the religious days. Those days were the only days out there that he could act like a child. Not a child that grew up too fast.

Jack's grip relaxed at the memories of the two most important females in his lives. He sighed softly. Most spirits would call him crazy, but he actually missed being human. At least as a human he wasn't ignored. He was acknowledged by both everybody around him and his family. They saw how hard he worked. So when he had his days to have fun nobody stopped him, but they did warn him to be careful since he was rather reckless back then.

Jack sighed softly once again. Maybe he was overreacting. It wouldn't be the first time, really. He then decided to visit North. He was like a father figure to him. Even in his work day he wouldn't ignore him... right? Jack thought that wasn't the case. So he took a trip to North's' Workshop, with the thought that he would be acknowledged. So, with that, he yelled to the wind:

"Wind! Take me to North's place!"

All of a sudden, the wind picked up. Jack jumped and let the wind guide him to the destination that he wished to be at.

-ooOOoo-

Jack arrived at North's workshop. It was extremely busy. Everybody ran around, even the elves, as they tried to get ready for Christmas. The winter spirit asked Phil where North was, the creature said something that sounded gibberish to the young spirit. Jack figured that the old man was in his office. He flew above many of the creatures that ran through the hallway. If he walked instead, he was sure that he would have been squashed by the yetis.

It didn't take long for Jack to reach North's' office. He knocked on the door. There was a muffle of:

"Come in"

The white head did just that. He walked into the office and saw how busy it looked. He opened his mouth to greet the man:

"Hey North, I-"

Jack was cut off.

"Jack! Can't you see that I'm busy? I have many things to do before I have to go."

The winter spirit shut his mouth. He then reopened it with a question:

"Do you need help?"

North waved him away.

"No"

It was a simple answer, but one that hurt the young spirit. Jack countered rather angrily:

"But I can help with the presents!"

He tried. But once again, he was waved away as if he was an annoying fly that wouldn't leave anybody alone.

"No"

Once again, the same answer was given to Jack. The teenager frowned deeply. Fine, if he didn't need his help, then he'd go somewhere else. He left the building. He hopped onto his magical cane and with the help of the wind he went to Tooth's place next.

-ooOOoo-

By the time that Jack got to Tooth's place, it was early in the evening. Her home was more like a castle than anything else. It wasn't that hard to get around once you followed the mini fairies. He reached the main room where the Tooth Fairy always was at, but she was nowhere in sight. He then saw a familiar little fairy that flew to him. He smiled brightly at the sight of Baby Tooth. She looked like a miniature figure of the real Tooth Fairy, but was much smaller than her. He asked the little fairy:

"Baby Tooth! Do you know where Tooth is?"

The fairy said something that sounded like humming bird, but he couldn't fathom what she said. He said awkwardly:

"Yeah... I'll find her myself."

He flew off after a goodbye. He forgot that he couldn't truly understand the mini fairies language. He was good at guessing, but when it came to a specific destination he never could figure it out.

So, he went out to look for Tooth. He couldn't locate her in the palace after a few hours, which led him to believe that she was out gathering teeth herself. With that, he flew off in search for her.

-ooOOoo-

While Jack looked for Tooth, he hovered over Australia. This was like his 50th location. He figured that she was too busy. Plus, there were thousands of locations in the world. He liked playing guessing games, but didn't have much patience for it at the moment. He could visit her later. Right now, he had a favorite bunny to annoy. Unknown to Aster, the Easter Bunny, he knew the traps that led him to the Warren.

Jack knew that Easter was way off, so the giant bunny had no excuse.

He flew down and touched the ground. The location appeared to be nothing but a desert. The blue eyes held a spark of mischief. He stomped onto the ground a few times. A small hole appeared. Jack flew through it, and the hole closed behind him. A small flower appeared as its replacement.

Jack whooped as he slid down the tunnels at high speed. Small eggs with different designs appeared behind him. They made high pitched noises and followed him, also whooping as they slid down the tunnel. The winter spirit landed in the Warren. He looked around, expecting to come to the sight of a lazy giant rabbit. What he found, instead, was his giant rabbit friend, busy as a bee. He hopped here to there. Grabbed a few of the eggs or guided them into a colorful river. It seemed to be that there was a thousand of things he had to do all at once. Maybe Jack could help?

"Hey Kangaroo"

The giant rabbit's left ear twitched towards the winter spirit's direction. Aster groaned loudly. He asked bitterly:

"What are you doing here Frostbite?"

"What? Can't I visit my friend?"

A tch was heard from Aster. He turned to face Jack and asked him suspiciously:

"Why are you really here?"

Jack sighed softly. Why couldn't he believe him? Okay, he may have wanted to annoy him in the beginning, but even he knew not to mess around when somebody was busy. Anyways, he liked painting. He replied:

"Do you need help?"

"No, I'm too busy to entertain you."

Once again, those three simple words: I'm too busy. Couldn't they let Jack help them at least?

Jack thought that maybe Sandy would like some company instead.

"Fine... Whatever."

The winter spirit said after he sent a dirty look at Aster. He left through one of the tunnels, which led him to Canada.

-ooOOoo-

Jack went to go find Sandy. He thought that he could entertain him, since he couldn't use the sleeping sand to help. He got to his location in a matter of seconds because Sandy was working at Canada at that time. It wasn't that hard to find him, due to the trail of sand he left behind. It didn't take that long before Jack saw the sandman, on his cloud, handing out pleasant dreams to the sleeping children.

"Hey Sandy!"

Jack greeted his friend. The golden man looked up. He smiled then waved in greeting. When the winter spirit flew over, he saw that, as usual, the sandman responded with pictures that were made by his golden sand. A picture of a pencil and paper appeared, signaling that Sandy was busy working.

"Oh, right... You are also busy, delivering dreams."

He said embarrassed. He forgot that Sandman was always busy.

After a few hours, Jack left as there was nothing to do as he was being ignored by Sandy.

-ooOOoo-

Jack returned home, to Burgess, United States. He landed gently onto the water. It froze underneath his feet. It was early winter, so it shouldn't be much of a surprise. The young spirit sat down, a bit gloomy. Why can't they at least let me help? He thought a bit annoyed. He wouldn't mind leading the eggs into the colorful river. He wouldn't have even minded just wrapping presents. At least he would help them somehow.

Once more, his thoughts went back to being a human.

"At least as a human I won't be ignored."

Jack said out loud. He looked up at Man in Moon. He glowed brightly in the dark sky. His big hollow eyes stared down at him. The winter spirit all a sudden heard a soft and smooth response in his mind.

Do you wish to become human once again?

Jack jumped out of his skin in fright. What? Where did that voice come from? He looked around with anxious. He expected to be attacked. After a few minutes, nothing happened. He lowered his cane as he came into realization. He looked up at Man in Moon, with his curious ice blue eyes. He asked:

"Was that you?"

Yes, Jack Frost. Do you wish to become human again?

Do I? Yeah, it would be nice. I have thought about it all day today, after all. But would I want to do it? Jack thought. Still, something wasn't right. He asked with suspicions:

"What's the catch?"

You will not be reborn into the person you once were. Instead, you will be reborn into another person. You might get your memories back over time once you become human. Yet, you will still have your powers completely intact. The only memory you won't ever regain, is of this discussion if you ever become Jack Frost once again.

"For how long will I be human? 1 day? 1 month? 1 year?"

You are given one life time. Once you die, you will be given two choices. To either remain as human and go to the afterlife or become a spirit once more. Do you wish to become human once more, Jack Frost?

Jack stared at Man in Moon. He thought about the offer with its catches. He might not get his memories back. He might live only for a short while as human. But, then again, what was there to lose?

"Okay, you've got yourself a deal."