First ROTG fic. Cut me slack.

Jack was out flying. It had been a good day, he'd argued with Bunnymund, played with Sandy, Talked with Tooth, and hung around North. Now he just wanted to relax a bit in the sky. As he was flying, something rather quick shot past him, making him jump back. It was a blue flash, and was plummeting towards the ground. It shot back up before it could slam into the ground, leaving a trail of snowflakes behind it. Jack, being the curious spirit he was, chased after. He chased it up and down, left and right, even diagonally! Pretty soon, he lost track of where it had gone, making him stop and scratch his head.

'Where did that flash go?' he wondered, looking around. He barely had time to react as the flash suddenly collided with him, knocking them both oout of the air! They just barely had time to stop, just hovering a foot or two above the ground. Jack focused his dazed eyes on the form of the flash that had stopped hit him head on. It seemed to be having a hard time focusing on him too. They landed in sync, befor ethe flash turne dto him, rage evident in it's hazy, distorted eyes.

"WHY WEREN'T YOU WATCHING WHERE YOU WERE GOING?!" It screamed at him, clenching a fist.

'Fist?' Jack blinked and finally came out of his daze. He followed the fist to an arm, that lead to a face. The other being had stopped screaming at him and was studying him as well. The other was a boy of about 18, with pale skin that a very light blue, almost white, and snowy hair. He had large, light blue, almost white eyes, making his pupils seem like they were floating in an empty space. Underneath an unzipped hoodie covered in frost they wore a teal shirt with little white stars on it that formed a skull. They had black skinny jeans that lead into boots that stopped just below the knee. Both his pants and his boots were covered in a layer of permafrost. All in all, they looked just like him! Jack and the other boy started to circle around each other, still studying the other. He noted that the Boy had a staff like him, only it curved into a beautiful arc and was covered in light blue ribbons that had small words stitched into them and a white gem floated in it.

"Who are you?" Jack and the boy had asked at the same time. They stopped circling each other.

"I'm Jack." "I'm Jack Frost." They stared at each other blankly before drawing their weapons.

"Were you sent by Pitch?" Jack growled, his eyes never leaving the other.

"Who the hell is that? And besides, you seem like somthing Shade would've created!" The Other Jack growled angrily.

"Who the hell is Shade?" Jack asked, raising an eyebrow. The Other Jack lowered his staff in surprise.

"You don't know who Shade is? Y'know, the Shadow Lord?" He said, raising an eyebrow and crossing his arms. Jack lowered his staff as well.

"No. You don't know who Pitch is? The Nightmare King or whatever." Jack said, placing a hand on his hip and placing the other in front of him in the "Seriously?" motion. The Other Jack simply blinked at that.

"Oh WOOOW we are SOOOO in the wrong with each other here." The Other Jack laughed, clutching his stomach. "What kind of name is Pitch? I mean, Seriously? Even Shade is WAYYY more threatening that Pitch!" Jack smiled at that.

"I know. It's just so stupid. I agree with you on that, and the Nightmare King? Please, he's known as the Boogeyman with the children." He laughed, joining the Other Jack in laughter. The Other Jack straightened up first with a few giggles here and there. Jack had straightened up, they noticed how close their faces were. They looked... almost exactly alike. Sure, the Other Jack's hair was straighter and was porbably more wavy than spikey, and the eyes were too light, but they still looked alike. They blinked at each other and held their breaths.

"You look -" Jack started, eyes wide in amazement.

"Just like me..." The Other Jack breathed out in awe, eyes almost as wide. They each lifted up a hand and placed it on the other's, feeling the cold seep straight from their palms into the other's skin. There was a slight wintery glow from their palms that spread to the back of their hands. Two identidal markings formed themselves there. Two little snowflakes with intracate designs on them surrounded by a circle. It started to snow around the,, making them look up at the moon that had begun to shine rather brightly on them.

"Mim..." They both breathed out, watching it intently.

"Hello Jack, I see you've met your twin. Take care of him, he'll be able to help you when it is most needed." Mim said, before disappearing behind the clouds. Jack and the Other Jack looked at each other.

"Did he just call us-" "Twins?" They stared at each other in amazement. It made sense since they looked alike. They were about to say something when a voice sounded from behind them.

"Well now, isn't this just an interesting conclusion?" Their heads shot up, aiming on who had spoken to them. Pitch stood there, surrounded by fearlings.

"Jack..." The Other Jack started, "Who's the dude in a dress?" Everything went silent.

"What?" "I said who's the dude in the dress?" Pitch was getting kinda ticked off now at his clothes being referred to as a dress.

"It's not a dress, It's a robe!" He growled angrily. The Other Jack raised an eyebrow.

"So you're wearing your pajamas unnderneath it." He said, smiling stupidly. Pitch sputtered indignantly at the assumption of the boy.

"Why you little-" "Hey! I'm 318! I'm NOT little, you old coot!" Jack watched as his twin was now up in Pitch's face, obviously enraged. "And furthermore, who said you were even accepted here? After all, you prey on the nightmares of children, so that makes you a PEDOPHILE. You ARE A CREEPY ASS, NO GOOD, LYING, TWO-FACED, UNWANTED, FEAR-MAKING, HORRIBLY DRESSED, ANGST BOMB OF AN OLD MAN IF I'VE EVER MET ONE!" Pitch was actually backing away a bit when the boy started to scream insults at him. And then he said something that would probably scare the ever living FUCK out of Pitch.

"If you do not get out of my sight, I swear to god that I will cut off you head and burn your body, thus sending you to the hideous black abyss of the underworld where you will learn of the true meaning of fear," With that, the Other Jack's eye twitched and he smirked a crooked, demented smirk, "Understand?"