"Jack! Come and meet your new baby sister!" called Jack's dad. Jack looked up from his painting of a snowy land. He was extremely obsessed with winter. When it was a "snow day", he would cheer and go out sledding with his dad. He carelessly tossed his paintbrush on the desk and rushed downstairs.

"Coming dad!" shouted Jack. He hopped over to where his mom was holding something wrapped in cloth. He was excited to see his new sister after eight years of being the only child.

"I'm here. Where is she?" said Jack. His round, brown eyes looked everywhere wildly. His mom smiled warmly and lowered her arms with the bundle. Finally, Jack can see his sister.

"Wow. What's her name?" asked Jack, staring at the baby.

"Your dad and I agreed on the name Emma." responded Jack's mom.

" Sure. Whatever. Just as long as she is fun to play with. That's all I care." murmured Jack. His parents chuckled.

" You and fun." said Jack's dad. " Don't worry. She'll fun alright. Then, you won't have to complain about being bored. Now get ready for bed." He patted Jack's head. Jack smiled and headed to the bathroom. He studied his teeth, like he did every other night. He brushed and flossed everyday, carefully, to make sure it was as white and clean as fresh fallen snow. Like every other ordinary child, he believed in the tooth fairy. He flopped onto his bed and thought about another companion to play with.

" Then, I wouldn't have to be a loner. I used to be. But, not ANYMORE!" he declared and smiled at the ceiling. He drifted back to sleep.

TWO YEARS LATER...

In the middle of the night, a door opened and a figure slipped out. Who or what was it? Oh. It was a 10-year old Jack. He tiptoed down the hallway into Emma's room. He opened the door and walked across the room without a sound. Jack tends to be graceful. He hovered over the crib, where 2-year old Emma laid. He frowned.

" Come on, why can't you hurry up and grow, so we can play out in the open?" whispered Jack. He thought and stared.

" Hmmm..." said Jack. Then, he smirked and walked out of the room.

The next day, there was crying and screaming, followed by a bump. The parents woke up with a jolt. They found Emma sitting by the staircase.

" What's she doing here? She's suppose to be sleeping! Where's Jack? He's suppose to be sleeping, too!" cried Jack's mom, frantically.

" There he is!" shouted Jack's dad. On the bottom of the staircase, laid a limp body of Jack.

" Jack!" shouted his mom, running down. Jack groaned and got up slowly, with his hand on his mouth.

" Ouch." mumbled Jack. His eyes widened.

" My tooth!" He picked up his tooth on the floor.

" Never mind that! What were you doing and how did you end up on the floor?" demanded Jack's mom. Jack gave her a sheepish stare, then looked away. Jack's mom sighed.

" Jack." she warned.

" I wanted to have fun with Emma." said Jack. " But Emma was about to fall down and I held her and she went flying and I went down... and BAM!" His parents stared at him as he talked like there was no tomorrow.

" We're just glad that you both were okay. What will we ever do without you?" said Jack's mom. Both parents hugged their children.

" And Jack. Emma is too young to play those games. You'll have to wait till she gets older." confirmed Jack's dad. Jack sighed.

" How much longer?" asked Jack.

" Four more years." responded Jack's dad.

" That'll take forever!" moaned Jack.

Hi! This is my first Rise of the Guardians fanfic. I probably watch the movie every once a day. Lol. I was really touched by the part that Jack saved his sister from drowning, but he drowned himself. :( So sad. I'm not sure if his sister's name is really Emma, but from some sources, they made me feel that it is her name. Thank god Manny the Man in the Moon brought him back to life! Review and peace out! :D /