Summary: With the wind comes a burst of snow and wonder.

Rating: K

Pairing: None

Don't own RoTG.

Sometimes, Jamie wonders if the Guardians really exist, or if it that one night just a while ago was a mere illusion.

That doesn't seem very likely; it was too real, too true, too magical. He can remember it all vividly, all of it right there in front of him when he closes his eyes- a cold hand on his shoulder assuring him everything will be fine, the wind whistling past his ears along with the laugh of a jolly man, the fluttering of wings, and the thump of a rabbit's tail.

Sand filling the night sky and spreading dreams, swirling up with wonderful gold, gliding and painting the stars.

It was there. His friends knew it, too- they all saw it unfold with him. So, it was real. It had to be.

But, he can't help the little fear that it wasn't.

A hallucination, maybe. Or a dream that got out of control, one he convinced the others they had as well. Really, what are the odds that they saved the world? It could just be some little game of pretend that evolved. Maybe they're just caught up in a lie.

But, whenever it seems that he's about to stop believing, to stop seeing that magic when he sleeps, to stop dreaming, there is a snow day.

Sometimes he doesn't stick around. Sometimes it's just a snowball to the head, one without a person behind the throw. Or maybe it's a sled adventure that ends in a hero's tale of street surfing and sofa battles. Or maybe it's just an odd little doodle in the frost on the side of his window, sometimes an Easter egg or a present or a smile.

But, he is there.

And sometimes he sees him, too. Sometimes he'll stop to chat, or build a snowman, or take him on some adventure. Sometimes he drops by in the dead of night to tell stories- Sophie likes that a lot, too. Sometimes, though, he'll just watch from some high lamppost, sharing happiness and excitement and energy, a grin playing on his lips.

Jamie sometimes wonders if the Guardians really exist.

But, then he catches a glimpse of a barefoot boy with white hair and a huge smile- his very own guardian of fun- and he starts believing again.

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THIS MOVIE

I WAS CRYING NO SHAME