A/N: I'm so sorry it took me so long to post the epilogue... I have an excuse, but it's not a good one XDD
Basically I finally managed to drag myself away from Minecraft to post this for you guys XDD so enjoy it :D This is the last chapter, and the penultimate fairyfrost fan fic I'm going to finish :) (for awhile at least...)
Summer of Frost
"Jack!" Tooth cried, whizzing through the Tooth Palace, grinning with triumph. It was summer once more, and Jack was back to helping Tooth with her work. As she flew into the library, she saw the white haired boy scolding a mini fairy for something. Tooth didn't bother asking.
Jack turned and grinned broadly. "Hey! What's up?"
"I got it open." Tooth stated.
The smile was gone a second later. "You did?"
Tooth nodded. "It's upstairs. You don't have to if you don't want to..."
"No, I do..." Jack took a breath and sighed. "Okay, let's go." He propped his staff onto his shoulder and headed for the stairs. Tooth followed him, leaving the fairies to their own devices.
Tooth buzzed ahead of him, pushing the door to her bedroom open. The gleaming golden tooth case lay open on the sheets.
"Lily," Jack murmured, staring down at the pearly white teeth. They were her memories. It was a completed box, telling him that his sister had at least grown up.
"Jack, I just want to warn you." Tooth said softly, placing her hand on his. "You might not like what you see."
"Have you seen the memories?" Jack asked.
Tooth shook her head. "No. I'm just warning you. This could either make you feel better, or it could make you feel worse. Also..."
Jack looked at her, waiting for her to finish her warnings.
"The memories inside the teeth will only go up to the last tooth she lost. If she'd already lost all of her teeth by the time you fell in the lake, then you won't get much more than what you already know."
Jack nodded slowly, his mind going over the few memories he knew of. "I don't think she'd lost all her teeth by then. I think she still had a few more to go."
"Then hopefully you'll see what you want to see."
Jack nodded and took a deep breath. "Okay." He stared down at the teeth for a few seconds. He'd asked Tooth to open his sister's tooth box in autumn of last year. She'd only just gotten it open. He had to know what had happened to his sister. He had to know...
"I'm going." Jack stated.
Tooth nodded. "I'll be here."
Jack smiled and gently touched her face. "You always are." Then he reached out for the teeth, the room filled with a brilliant flash of light as the memories rushed into Jack's head.
The wind was howling. It shrieked through cracks in the walls and rattled the windows. I was scared. I kept glancing at the door, knowing Mama and Papa were out.
Then the crashing sound.
I screamed, drawing the attention of a boy who was reading in the corner.
"It's just thunder, Lily." The boy said.
"It's scary!" I wailed, shaking like mad.
The boy turned towards me, his tired brown eyes meeting mine. They gazed at me steadily for a few seconds before they softened.
"All right, come here." He said, holding out his arm.
I ran over to him, wrapping my arms tightly around him and climbing into his lap. Jack wrapped his arm around me and allowed me to curl up against his chest. He quickly returned to his book which was filled with much bigger words than I was used to reading. He was ten years old, after all.
"Can you tell me a story?" I asked timidly.
Jack sighed heavily and looked down at me, his face looking as if he'd rather do anything but.
Then he closed the book and set it on the table in front of him.
"Go pick one then."
"I've read all of my books!" I whined. "Can you tell me a story?"
Jack seemed to ponder this for a moment. Thunder crashed overhead again, making me shudder. He put his arm around me and stared at the rain soaked window for a moment.
"What kind of story do you want to hear?" Jack asked.
"How about one with a fairy?" I asked, grinning broadly.
Jack smiled. "All right, I'll tell you a story about a very special fairy. But you have to promise not to be scared of this storm, okay?"
I nodded, trying not to flinch as thunder rumbled once more.
"Okay." Jack's eyes glanced at the ceiling as he thought about how to begin his story. He returned his gaze to me. "Once upon a time, there was a fairy named..." he scratched his chin for a moment. "Gee, what should our fairy's name be?"
"Jack!" I called out, naming the fairy after my brother.
He laughed. "Okay, there was a fairy named Jack. And he wasn't an ordinary fairy at all, no. For Jack collected something very, very precious." He paused for dramatic effect.
I leaned in closer. "What?"
"He collected teeth." Jack said, smiling.
I felt disappointment wash through me. "Teeth?"
"Yes, teeth." Jack told me. "Every child around the world loses teeth, and then they grow bigger ones when the smaller ones fall out. See? I lost teeth." Jack showed off some gaps in his teeth where new ones were slowly poking through his gums. "And Jack was known as the Tooth Fairy, because he collected children's teeth."
"What does the Tooth Fairy do with the teeth?" I asked.
"He collects them. Well technically, she does."
"The Tooth Fairy is a girl?"
"Then why is her name Jack?"
"Because you said so, and that's how it shall be." Jack said, grinning.
"So you're the Tooth Fairy!" I laughed. "You're a girl!"
Jack laughed and poked his finger into her mouth. "Yes Lily! I'm going to steal your teeth!"
I squealed and leapt off his lap as Jack chased me around the house.
When the storm finally died down, Jack put me to bed and stayed beside me until I fell asleep.
"Hey! Lily! Come on!" Jack cried, grinning toothlessly. "It's Easter! And you know what that means, right?"
I yawned, wishing Jack had let me sleep for once. Just because he was six years older than me didn't mean he could just wake me up whenever he wanted.
"Easter eggs, Lily! Come on! Hurry up!" Jack tossed a basket at her and ran from the room. I crawled from bed and headed downstairs, seeing Jack, currently eleven years old, bouncing happily, wanting nothing more than to go outside and look for eggs.
"Come on, Mom! We gotta go before the good ones are taken!" Jack cried, pacing the room.
"Jack, relax, you can't have fun all the time." Mom said, sighing.
Jack huffed a cute pout on his face. I giggled. "Jack and I can go, Mummy!" I said, hugging my brothers leg.
The boy grinned. "Yeah! I'll take good care of her, and we won't get lost! And we'll come back with soooo many eggs, right Lil?"
I laughed and nodded.
Mama sighed, running a hand down her face and slipping on her shoes. "All right, all right. Let's go."
Jack and I cheered with delight and rushed from the house. As always, Jack didn't bother with his shoes. I never understood how he could walk across the hard ground barefooted, but I never asked. I put on my own shoes as Jack began digging through bushes, looking for eggs.
Mama waited for us by the house, watching as we searched every nook and cranny, trying to find the few eggs that were hidden. We found some, but for Jack, it wasn't enough.
"I'm going to climb that tree!" Jack stated, setting down his basket. "There's gotta be some eggs up there!"
"Jackson Overland Frost, if you climb that tree, you're grounded for the week!"
Jack sighed in disappointment and let go of the branches. "Guess that's it then, huh?"
"At least we got a few, right?" I said cheerily.
"There would've been more if we'd been out earlier..." He sulked into the house where he sat down and stayed quiet for the rest of the day.
I was seven when Jack first took me to meet his friends. It was summer, so it was insanely warm and mosquitoes bit at my exposed skin. I didn't care though. I was just happy to be with my brother.
There were a few girls his age in the group, one of which in particular he seemed to always be talking to, his cheeks flushed pale pink. I didn't like her. She stole all of my brother's attention, and I didn't like that.
We stopped by a pond where several boys threw in a fishing line, trying to catch something. I watched them for a few minutes and when nothing interesting happened, I returned to my brother, who was still talking to that girl. I grabbed his hand and giving it a sharp tug.
"Jack! Let's play a game!" I cooed.
Jack looked really upset at that moment, but his face softened as he smiled. "All right, what do you want to play?"
I pouted, not knowing what we could play out here in the woods.
"Play hide and seek so you can ditch her for a few hours." The girl beside him stated.
Jack had no response to that. Instead, he smiled. "Let's play tag, all right?"
The girl rolled her eyes with a huff.
"Okay!" I cried, then I sharply poked him in the knee. "YOU'RE IT!"
"Oh no!" Jack cried, standing up. "I'm it!"
I laughed as he chased me around the lake, slowing his speed when I was it so I could tag him easily and not trying too hard to catch me when he was. He always played fair, and I loved that about him. Eventually, we got tired and we collapsed against a tree. He messed up my hair, making me grin.
Then the girl stole all of his attention away again.
After about five minutes, the boys who were fishing gave up and approached Jack.
"Hey, Jack! Want to see who can climb the highest?" One of them asked, pointing at a sturdy maple.
"Sure." Jack said, standing up.
Each of the boys took turns leaping at the tree and trying to reach the lowest branch to no avail. Then Jack did it easily, latching onto the branch and hanging upside down with a grin on his face.
The sight of it terrified me.
"Jack! Get down from there!" I cried.
"It's all right, Lily!" Jack said, hanging by his knees. "See? I'm safe!"
"Please get down!" I cried, tears running down my face. "Please?"
Jack's eyes softened in sympathy and he quickly jumped down from the tree, pulling me into a hug.
"Okay, I won't climb trees anymore." He promised.
I smiled up at him as he wiped the tears from my cheeks.
"God, Jack, your sister is such a killjoy!"
"Yeah don't bring her along next time!"
Jack looked very irritated. "Well then maybe there won't ever be a next time." He growled. Then he smiled down at me again. "Come on. Let's go home, okay?"
I nodded and held his hand as he led me home.
It was my birthday, and I was turning ten. It was the middle of winter, and the ground was caked in fluffy white snow. It was a perfect birthday except for one thing:
Jack was out.
He'd been gone for three days with Papa on a hunting trip. He'd promised he'd be back in time for my birthday, but he still hadn't come back. I was getting very worried about him.
When the sun began to set, I started to cry.
"It's all right, dear." Mama told me, gently stroking my hair as I cried into her lap. "He'll come back."
"H-He promised! He did! He should've been back by now!"
"They'll come, darling. Don't worry." She hummed me a lullaby that always calmed me down, still stroking my hair. Eventually, I stopped crying, but I really missed my brother.
And then, the door opened.
"JACK!" I cried, standing up and running towards my brother who was bundled up in furs. I threw my arms around him as he laughed, picking me up and holding me tightly.
"Hey Lily, how's your birthday been?" He asked, his brown eyes sparkling.
"I missed you so much!" I cried, kissing him on the cheek.
Jack laughed, setting me on the ground and messing up my hair. "Wait till you see what I got for you."
I bounced on my toes eagerly as Jack stripped off his furs one by one and set them on the stool. The last one he pulled off was a cloak Mama had made for him for his sixteenth birthday earlier that year. Jack claimed it was so warm, he didn't need to wear anything else in the winter.
"I thought you said your cloak was warm!" I laughed, staring at the pile of furs.
"Hey, you gotta carry them home somehow." Jack stated. "And I was sweating with all of those things!" He laughed.
I bounced on my toes again. "What's my present?"
Jack knelt down in front of me and smiled. Then he reached into his pocket and removed a palm sized carving of a deer.
"Oh wow!" I cried, taking it. "It's so pretty!" Then I looked up at him, frowning in sadness. "But, where's its antlers?"
"That's the thing, Lil!" Jack cried. "This deer was so huge! So big, and its antlers so large that I couldn't possibly manage to fit them on the carving!"
"Oh..." She bowed her head.
"So when I turned the deer into a carving, I kept the antlers!" Jack reached into a bag and pulled out a set of deer antlers. He put them on his head and began prancing around the room as I shrieked with laughter.
"You're funny Jack!" I laughed.
And for the rest of the night, my brother never left my side, telling me stories about some of the things he'd seen.
I trotted out the door, grinning broadly as I glanced back at Jack. My new ice skates bounced against my back. They were my latest birthday present. Jack had given them to me when I turned eleven, promising to teach me how to skate when the ice froze over.
"Be careful!" Mom said, smiling brightly.
Jack grinned back at her. "We will." He promised.
I skipped ahead of him as we headed towards the lake. I'd never been so excited in my life. Jack had to call out for me, telling me to slow down while caught up. He was barefoot again. He must've been cold, but he wasn't complaining.
Jack helped me put on my skates before he led me out onto the ice, not putting his on like he probably should've. He guided me around the ice using a long stick with a hook on the end he found in the bush, and when I thought I'd gotten the hang of it, he let me skate alone. He headed back to the side of the lake to pick his skates up while I slid across the ice, smiling and giggling.
I gasped and looked down. I heard another sound and saw cracks forming in the ice beneath my skates.
"JACK!" I cried.
The boy looked up in surprise, his skate half on as he stood not too far away from me. His eyes darted from my terrified face to the ice at my feet. I watched his face turn white as he pulled off his skate and met my eyes.
"Jack," I whimpered. "I'm scared..."
"It's okay, you're going to be okay." Jack said, holding out his hands, forcing a smile onto his face.
"You're lying!" I cried, feeling my eyes burning as the ice continued to crack. "You're always tricking me and lying!"
Jack's brown eyes darted to the ice once more. "Not this time! You just have to believe in me!"
I stared at him, my eyes wide.
"You're going to be all right," he promised. "We're going to have a little fun instead! We'll play hopscotch! Like we play every day!"
I trembled slightly.
"Look, see? One..." he took a big step, heading for the long stick he'd used to pull me around. "Two..." He slipped slightly, over dramatizing it a bit so I giggled. "Three!" He turned towards me, grinning brightly, picking up the stick. "Now it's your turn, okay? One..."
I took a small step forward, whimpering as the ice continued to crack.
"Two..." He held the stick out towards me. I reached for it, taking a bigger step.
"THREE!" He hooked me with the end of it and threw me onto solid ice. I hit it hard, and it hurt really bad, but I knew, I was safe. I looked up and smiled, seeing Jack grinning at me. He laughed, seeing I was all right.
There was a loud crack, and he was gone.
"JACK!" I shrieked. I ripped off my skates and crawled towards the hole, not getting too close to it, out of fear that I too would fall in. "Jack! Jack please come up! Please! Don't joke about this! It's not funny, Jack, IT'S NOT FUNNY!"
My brother never came back up.
I screamed and ran back to the house, tears streaming down my face. My family ran to the ice out of the slim hope that Jack would be there, shivering and dripping wet, but all right.
Instead, they simply found that the ice hole had already begun to freeze over, and Jack was still missing.
A year had passed since that day.
When the ice had melted in spring, half of the village went to the lake to fish Jack's body out of the water. Countless people dove into it, but nobody recovered the body.
And I had hope. Because if they couldn't find Jack, that meant that there was some way, somehow, though I wasn't sure how, my brother was still alive.
Jack Frost was still in this world. I believed that with all of my heart.
It was my twelfth birthday. My mother had a glazed look in her eye, the same as she'd had since Jack disappeared. She thought Jack was dead. I felt otherwise.
I felt it in the cold winter wind when I left my house. I heard it in the snow as it crunched beneath my feet. I saw it when the snow fell from the sky, falling gently as it was now. Snow on my birthday. It was like the weather just...knew.
I sat down by the lake my brother had died in a year ago. I smiled at the ice, seeing intricate designs spiralling beautifully across the frozen surface, as if someone had been there moments before, skating in tight circles, as if painting on the ice.
And then, I looked up, feeling a cold blast of wind hit me in the face. My lips parted in surprise at the sight of a boy with white hair standing at the top of a tree, staring up at the sky. Even from a distance, I could tell. It was Jack. My face split into a grin and I ran towards the tree, staring up at him. I couldn't see his face, but I knew it was him. I just knew. He was holding the curved stick he'd used to save my life. He was wearing the same cloak. He was holding himself, standing straight up, his head high, his pony-like prancing gait so familiar, I felt tears streaming down my face.
It was Jack! My brother was alive!
I tried to call out, but words failed me.
And with a puff of snow and a cold blast of wind, the boy leapt into the air and flew away.
"Good luck, Jack..." I whispered. "I love you..."
Jack's eyes snapped open. He was lying on Tooth's bed, and she was right beside him, whispering his name.
"Jack?" She asked, realizing he was awake.
"Tooth..." Jack whispered, sitting up slowly, what he'd just seen playing through his head.
"What did you see?" She asked.
"She..." And then his eyes widened, a smile splitting across his features. "She saw me!"
"She saw me! After I transformed, she saw me!"
Tooth grinned. "She did?!"
Jack jumped to his feet, pacing the room excitedly, frost creeping across the carpet. He was unable to control his power in his joy.
"She knew I was alive!" Jack cried. "She knew! She knew! She knew!" He leapt into the air. "They never found my body, so she knew I was somehow alive! And she saw me Tooth!" The smile softened, a tear running down his cheek. "She saw me..." He whispered.
Then Jack fell to his knees, tears freezing on his face. "She saw me..." Then he sobbed, crying uncontrollable tears of joy as Tooth flew over to him and wrapped her arms around him. Jack wrapped his arms around her, squeezing her tightly, starting to laugh.
"She was okay!" He laughed as Tooth wiped the frozen tears of his face.
"I'm so happy for you, Jack!"
"I'm so..." He laughed again. "Thank you so much, Tooth! I... I'm so happy, I..." Then he pulled her close, his hug so tight Tooth could barely breathe. "Thank you..."
"You're welcome." She said, stroking his hair.
Jack laughed again and stood up, his smile so bright it lit up his whole being. An aura of happiness washed off the Guardian of Fun as his blue eyes twinkled. Tooth knew at that moment that Jack would never, ever lose his smile again.
"You look good when you smile." Tooth said for the umpteenth time.
"And you're beautiful even when you're not." Jack said, grinning. "But you're prettier when you do."
Tooth blushed, kissing Jack on the nose.
"Hey," Jack caught her chin with a gentle hand. "That's my job." He nipped softly at the end of her nose before moving to her lips, feeling her warm hands curling around his neck. He chuckled and broke the kiss, meeting her lilac gaze with his sparkling azure one.
"Shouldn't you be getting back to work?" He asked teasingly.
"I'm sure the fairies can handle themselves for a little longer," Tooth giggled.
"Fair enough." And he kissed her, feeling as if nothing, absolutely nothing could get him down again.