Jack flew high in the the sky, above the clouds where he was no longer in sight and he took out a pristine snow globe, clutching it in his hand loosely. “North Pole,” he whispered, throwing it up in the air. It burst, snow flakes flying all around a borderless portal, the clear picture of North’s workshop displayed on it. “You gotta love these snow globes.” Jack chuckled. “Saves me a hell of a lot of time.” He shot up through the portal, laughing... watching as the portal closed behind him. He spun around, trying to locate the workshop and as soon as he had done that, the wind beneath his feet started spinning vigorously, directing, and then propelling him towards it at a terribly, frightening speed. “Whoo Hoo!” His joyous cheer filled the air as he braced himself, performing the entrance he loved to take. Closing his eyes, and...
...Jack shot through the wall, knocking over a humongous stack of red-painted toy robots. “Engrawww!” A yeti who was working on that HUGE stack groaned, annoyed that so much bad luck had been bestowed on him. The man in the red suit came up, reaching out a hand to Jack.
“Hello, my boy! It’s nice to see you taking the ‘fun’ approach, ya?” North roared out with laughter, turning to the still-distraught Yeti. “You, clean that up.” The poor being’s facial features twisted with even more distress and it grumbled, folding it’s massive arms. “...oh, and I want those in blue.” North pointed to the scattered robots, a jolly expression still on his face and he walked away, motioning for Jack to follow him. He loosened his arms, slouching and as they strolled back to North’s office, a stamping of feet could be heard behind them. “They are like little kids, no?” North smiled to himself, appreciating the little prank that loved carrying out.
“Says the one who just pissed off the Yeti,” The frosty Guardian countered. North only chuckled, slight, but peaceful silence taking over their short walk. Reaching their destination, Jack shook his Shepard’s crook at the door, a gust of chilly wind pushing it open. Both of them walked in, and seeing North motioning over one of the elves, Jack foresaw what was to happen next. Once again, similar to that of a few years ago, a bell was fit and the scene of a blank wall shifting to one side unfolded.This time, however, there was something different. Your smiling face was set beside your description. It... was covered in frost, like Jamie’s was, but to a greater extent. Almost as if your skin was made of frost. “I... did that?” A slightly reddish tinge flowed into Jack Frost’s cheeks when North nodded, smiling down at him as the forever-young boy observed your smile. North could see something in the other Guardian’s eyes, but unfortunately, it was unidentifiable. Then... Jack grinned, still looking at ‘you’.Not his usual cheeky grin, or the painful, forced one when kids just ran through him, unbelieving. It was a genuine, heartfelt grin, filled to the brim with happiness. Jack stayed at the same position, floating in front of the wall, grinning stupidly at it. At that moment, North, finally understanding the situation, smiled warmly at the young guardian. I think that this will be... ah, interesting, eh?