As a special birthday pres from me to you, I will be posting a few stories as full ones!

Jack was outside Jamie's house. The kid was literally the last true believer in the world...at least in the Guardians anyway. Jack had spent an entire hour insuring his well of belief wasn't touched by sending snow storms on demand...it was exhausting and he knew Mother Nature might be pissed at him later, but his belief system was still too fragile to allow Pitch's hissy fit to go unanswered.

Seeing the kid talk to the rabbit doll in his hands, Jack knew exactly what to do.

He made sure to tap at the window to get Jamie's attention, before giving it the special "Frost" treatment...complete with the snowing drawing of his staff.

Jamie's belief solidified enough to see Jack, his eyes wide with excitement.

He quickly checked his phone and that excitement doubled.

"No way... You're real? You're actually real?!"

"Remember the line on the site?" grinned Jack.

"Hastag 'Believing is Seeing'," grinned Jamie, thrilled.

He couldn't believe the Jack Frost, king of the snowball fights, was in his room.

"But wait, what about..."

"Easter, North, Tooth, Sandy...they're all real. But the boogeyman is throwing a major fit and has damaged the belief in them because he's tired of being ignored. You know how everyone always calls me an expression, like your mom?" said Jack. Jamie nodded. "Well he used to have believers back in the Dark Ages until the Man in the Moon created the Guardians...as a result the belief people had in him was damaged and it made him a shade. Everyone losing their belief in things like Santa, the Tooth Fairy and the Easter Bunny caused their powers to drop."

"What about you?" asked Jamie worriedly.

Jack grinned.

"Well unlike the Guardians, I know the power of the internet. Besides, I've been alone for a little over three hundred years before I decided to try my luck with computers. After all, you were quick to believe in me because of my website."

Hearing the racket outside, Jack grinned.

"Jack, he believes in you," said North with surprise.

"Why wouldn't I believe in the king of snowball fights?" said Jamie, honestly confused on that front. "I mean we spent hours trying to find him last month when he said he was in Burgess...even if we did end missing him because we had a play to perform."

Three sets of blinks and one smug grin.

"What?" said Tooth finally.

Jack snickered.

"You guys really need to catch up with the times. I've been isolated and alone for three hundred years...did you really think all I did was 'mess up egg hunts'?" said Jack deliberately jabbing at Bunny. "I've had to learn how to adapt if only to counter the loneliness and isolation."

"Jack...does this have anything to do with the sudden snow storms that we kept running into to get here?" asked North suspiciously.

"Well I wasn't about to let Pitch destroy the fragile belief system I finally established. At least my believers still acknowledge the fact I exist, especially since I sent plenty of mystery snow storms to convince them I was real," said Jack, hooking a thumb at Jamie.

"Your believers?!" said Bunnymund, as if he couldn't accept what he was hearing.

Seeing the dark clouds race towards them, the Guardians decided to try and protect Jamie, since he held the last shred of belief. If he was taken out, then the belief in the Guardians would take a massive hit that would take years, if not decades to properly recover from.

Jack was not amused being cornered in an alleyway, with Nightmares looming over them and a smug Pitch ready to do something.

"Jack...I'm scared."

Jamie sounded so much like his sister that Jack leaned down to comfort him. Then an idea hit him.

"Hey Jamie, what's your World of Warcraft username?"

Jamie blinked, before his jaw dropped.

"No way."

Jack grinned wickedly, to the confusion of the Guardians and Pitch.

"Want to see something awesome?"

Jamie nodded so fast his head looked like it would fly off.

Jack concentrated, and put his hands on the ground. Ice formed beneath his fingers...before he slowly started to pull 'up' with his powers...to form a familiar wolf.

"I don't believe it! Jack is KingOfFrost?!" said Jamie excitedly.

To prove he was in fact the famous MMO gamer, Jack twirled his crook exactly like the avatar he used on Jamie's favorite mobile game did. Any fear the kid had was replaced with excitement at meeting his gaming idol.

"Jamie, who is KingOfFrost?" said Bunny, eyeing Jack suspiciously.

"It's my gamer handle. I go by Jack_Fr05t online when I'm hacking," said Jack smugly. Seeing the looks he was getting, including Pitch, Jack smirked. "What? I died as a freaking teenager. Did you really think I wouldn't pick up a laptop to see what the big deal was about the internet and not get hooked on online gaming?"

Pitch narrowed his eyes at him.

"Does this have anything to do with the 'alternate' methods you spoke of when we talked?" he demanded.

"I got Jamie to believe in me with a frosted window because the kid happens to be a fan of conspiracy sites that talk about things like Yeti and the Loch Ness Monster. My believers barely took a dent compared to the damage you did to the faith in the Guardians because I make a point to give humans proof that I do exist and the fact I was quick to keep the belief going by sending storms on demand to certain areas where the highest concentration of believers were," deadpanned Jack. "Seriously, I could have people believing in you in less than a decade with half of the effort you put in to attacking the Guardians in a way they can't come after you for. Besides, it would be nice to have another spirit join in on the raids."

Jack helped Jamie up onto his special Snow Gale, and the kid looked beyond thrilled to be going on an adventure with the KingOfFrost.

He wasn't the only one...the second his friends realized who Jack was they were eager to help.

(Needless to say the Guardians were all highly confused by this and why the children kept calling Jack the KingOfFrost. Jack merely snickered and sent them all friend invites on the online games they had in common. He looked like he wanted to cackle at the very baffled looks on the Guardians when the kids grinned and said "Hashtag Believing is Seeing.")

Seeing Jamie stand up to the fear and turn Nightmares back into dream sand was awesome.

An hour later...

Jack felt sorry for Pitch. Sure, he did deserve the ass-kicking Sandy gave him, but he didn't deserve to be forgotten about.

Rather than let Pitch be swallowed by his own fear, Jack held out his hand to the Nightmare King.

"What do you want, Frost?" said Pitch sullenly.

"I think that the Guardians and even Man in the Moon have you all wrong," said Jack flatly. "Humans need fear just as much as they need hope, wonder, and dreams. It's just that they don't like to be reminded of that fact."

"What?" said Pitch baffled. He wasn't the only one...the Guardians looked just as confused by that statement.

"Without fear, humans would never develop their self-preservation instincts at all. Without fear, they wouldn't find the resolve to push forward and gain the courage necessary to make miracles happen. Without fear, they wouldn't appreciate the things the Guardians bring as much."

"What are you talking about Frostbite?" said Bunnymund crabbily.

"Jack, Pitch..."started Tooth.

Jack leveled a flat look at them all.

"Pitch is necessary. You might not like what his powers can do or the fact that he inspires negative emotions, but the fact is that without fear, humans wouldn't have the drive to push forward and find their courage. Jamie, would you jump into a cage of lions or other predators at the zoo in order to get a close up look at them?" he asked bluntly.

Jamie looked at Jack like he was crazy.

"Are you nuts? They'd eat me alive!"

Jack looked rather triumphant.

"See? Jamie's fear of being 'eaten' sparks the necessary survival instinct to avoid a situation that would get him killed," said Jack.

The look on Pitch's face, finding someone that understood why he was necessary almost made Jack want to give him a hug.

Still, his power was weak in the day and he needed to be back underground to lick the wounds Sandy had given him.

"I'll help you get some actual believers later when things calm down," said Jack quietly, making sure the others didn't hear him.

The grateful look on Pitch's face made a sympathetic one cross Jack's.

If it wasn't for Sandy, Jack wouldn't have bothered accepting the newly created position as the "Guardian of Fun".

Jack found Pitch in his lair.

"What do you want Frost?" said Pitch sullenly.

"I'm here to help you make a website," said Jack bluntly.

"...What?"

"Fun fact about humans...there are certain people who will believe in damn near anything if you give them enough proof. I've already started a cult following of people who openly believe Jack Frost is a legitimate spirit thanks to this," said Jack, patting his laptop. "Of course if it wasn't for Elsa and Anna, I would have never made as many 'fans' as I have in so short a time."

"You can't be serious."

"You could have a fan base within a year or less with those powers of yours. Do you have any idea how many people would pay to be scared out of their wits?" said Jack snorting.

"..."

Jack pulled up one of many sites dedicated to true horror fanatics. Specifically the official Freddy Krueger website.

"What is this?" asked Pitch.

"...You've never heard of Freddy Krueger? I mean his powers aren't that dissimilar to yours, except he goes after the people in their dreams and kills them literally in their sleep. He only loses his powers when people forget about him...Sound familiar?"

Anna, being the occult horror buff had introduced him to the series...and the first thing Jack had thought upon seeing Nightmare on Elm Street for the first time was that it sounded way too much like what he had heard about Pitch Black, except for the killing part.

Pitch stared at the sight and at the video clips.

"And people pay for this?" he said dubiously.

"Like I said, if we do this right the believers will flock to you," said Jack confidently. "After all, people used to only reference me when they were talking about the winter chill and yet Jamie and the others recognized me on sight when you had that hissy fit because of a little bit of power."

"...Point. So how does this work?" asked Pitch.

Jack grinned...and pulled out a second laptop.

"Have you heard of the internet?"

At North's workshop...

"You did what?" said Bunnymund horrified.

"Helped Pitch set up a website and start earning believers."

"Jack, why would you help Pitch?!" said Bunny.

"Because I get where he's coming from! You guys had each other, but Pitch and I never had anyone! We've spent centuries being hated and shunned by other spirits and being ignored by people! Do you have any idea what it's like to be so alone and knowing that trying to reach out to others is pointless because they'll either ignore you exist or worse, treat you like a monster simply because of what you are?" snapped Jack.

"Jack?" said Tooth.

Jack was shaking with repressed fury.

"Winter spirits are hated and loathed because of their powers. How did you put it that one time, Bunny? Winter brings only 'cold and death'," said Jack bitterly. "It's not like Pitch ever asked to be created with power over fear and darkness. It's not like I wanted to be reborn as a winter spirit, long after most of the spirits had already set up their cliques. No one wanted me around, and if Pitch hadn't found a way to control nightmare sand none of you would even acknowledge the fact I existed except as a nuisance and a troublemaker... the only one who even remotely gave me the time of day out of any of you was Sandy."

The other three looked at Sandy, who silently commented that he had played with Jack and spent a few hours with him occasionally when they bumped into each other.

"So if you want to know why I'm helping Pitch gain enough belief to be seen...it's because I know exactly how he feels. I might not lash out at kids like he did, but I wouldn't wish that sort of existence on anyone."

Several of the smaller spirits who had mostly been forgotten about were slowly being remembered by others thanks to Jack and his sites. It had never occurred to any of them to use the human internet to connect with the living and remind people they were still around.

Jack didn't know it, but his efforts to help others like him was slowly changing the way the spirits felt about him.

Jack noticed Sandy's question.

"How did I get belief?" he asked. Sandy nodded. "You do realize that there are tons of humans who will believe in anything so long as they have even a shred of proof, right? I mean all it took to kickstart it was to jump on a few conspiracy theorist sites and start using my powers in odd ways that couldn't be believed scientifically and people started thinking 'maybe Jack Frost is real'. Kids in particular like to do stupid things just to kill time, so it wasn't that hard to set up 'Frost Hunts' where they could try and find the 'spirit of winter' to have a snowball fight with him, and since I kept my site kid-friendly the parents didn't try to discourage the trend."

Seeing they didn't get it, Jack pulled up his site.

"I started up what I called 'Frost Hunts'. I tell the kids the general area I'm going to be and what time I'll be there. If they make it there in time I'll start a snowball fight and 'frost' their windows with drawings that I top off with a copy of my staff. After the first five times, kids started really getting into the 'trend' and started spreading new stories about me, thus solidifying the belief. Since my particular 'fad' only involves tracking down a playful winter spirit that throws snow balls and is never out after dark, parents are fine with their kids tracking me down for a bit of fun so long as they stay out of trouble. That and I have strict zero tolerance policy regarding anything over PG-13," explained Jack enthusiastically.

"...Do I want to know?" asked Bunny, his expression saying very much how much he didn't.

Jack's face went flat and his expression said volumes.

"Trust me, you are better off not asking what sort of weird things humans can come up with. I'm just glad Elsa fixed my browsers so I don't have to worry about stumbling across the 'adult' sites like last time," said Jack, shuddering. "I mean I can handle swearing and the horror sites, but I firmly draw the line against the sites that kids definitely shouldn't go near until they're at least sixteen."

North gave Jack a look of sympathy... at least the boy had his priorities straight. Then his mind caught up to something Jack said.

"Who's Elsa?"

"She's a scientist I saved. She helped me start the site and her sister Anna was the one to suggest starting up the whole Frost Hunt," said Jack brightly.

"You saved her?" said Tooth, figuring this was the best way to earn some of Jack's trust.

"Some jerk superior of hers told her to go get samples during a blizzard. Except the ice wasn't thick enough for her, the equipment or the sled team so it started to break. She lost the equipment, but I was able to save her from dying of hypothermia and drowning. Once she realized there was no way she would have lived unless something intervened, especially since I cleared the blizzard enough for her to make her way back to base with the dogs so she didn't get any colder, she started asking who had saved her. It only took two months for her to get enough belief to see me and another month for her to get me hooked on online gaming," said Jack smiling.

"There's one thing I don't get. Why in the name of Manny did you even pick up a computer, Frostbite?" asked Bunny.

Because that was bugging him.

Jack muttered something under his breath, clearly embarrassed.

"What was that?" said Bunny.

"I wanted to learn how to read, okay?" snapped Jack. "When I died there was much reason for a sheppard's son to learn how to read, and I barely knew more than how to do the bare basics of math. So when I found out that there were programs on the computer that taught people who didn't have a normal education how to read and everything else, I figured it was worth giving it a try."

Bunny looked ashamed of himself. It was hard to get angry at Jack for using a computer or interacting with humans if that was the original reason he bothered to mess with that sort of thing.

It was just one of those things that people took for granted, never understanding why other people would be jealous of them for it.