Teen Guardian Parents Chapter 31Life With Jack Frost: Teen Guardian Parents
Chapter 31: Twisted
"WHAT PLAN?" asked the furious winter spirit.
Pitch was gone, leaving you and Jack alone. The young guardian has to demur after what he had seen and heard from the Boogeyman. As you know, he doesn't trust you completely. Now, you're afraid that there's nothing left at all.
Jack grabbed both of your shoulders and shook you forcefully. You didn't look at him. He clutched his wooden staff and took a few steps backward from you. Pointing his weapon, Jack was shaking and he doesn't want to hurt you.
"What plan…" he repeated in a hushed voice. "Are you with him all along? Are you playing games with me?"
"J- Jack… I want to tell you b- but…" you stammered and can't say another word to him.
"And what about the thing he said that you let me died?" he continued asking but still didn't get a response from you.
Dreadfully angry, the winter spirit grasped his staff and grabbed your neck. You uttered a light yelp an
Teen Guardian Parents Chapter 32Life With Jack Frost: Teen Guardian Parents
Chapter 32: The Chase
Walking alone in a dark, cold forest, you hugged yourself and stared at the moon for hours. You talked to it and hoping for a response but no one's answering. You sighed deeply and sat on a boulder still waiting.
You looked at your amber bracelet and tried to figure out what was it for. You also took out the gold paper that MiM's pet gave you and re-read every hint for the quest.
"So… if he remembers my name, everything will be back to normal?" you whispered and grinned in disbelief. "I think, it takes more than that."
Back at the winter spirit's forest, the two boys were also waiting for your return. It's been two days since you left and your son became gloomy at that time.
Jack breathed deeply and rubbed the boy's shoulders. "What do you want to do kiddo?" he asked sweetly with a reluctant grin.
"Nothing…" said Jef simply as he rested his chin on his kneecaps.
"She'll be back. Promise." Comforted the youn
Copper Can Shine P6 (JeanxCheerleader!Reader)
Warning: Just a few swear words here, not enough to warrant a mature rating I don't think but just a heads up ^^
Marco paced the floor of his dorm room back and forth, agitated. His teeth nibbled on his bottom lip, running a hand through his dark head of hair every now and then. After leaving Jean in the changing rooms earlier, he'd not seen the boy for the past half an hour, and he was actually getting quite worried about him.
Maybe [Name] caught up to him after all and they're just having a talk right now. They need to talk. It will be good for them. He naively hoped. However his gut feeling was that rather than talk, they'd be quite physically brash to each other as per usual.
I don't know that though. Maybe they are sorting out their differences right now, if of course they are together. Give them some credit Marco... The tan freckled boy smiled hopefully, liking this new scenario.
That's it! They will be making friends right as I'm thinking this. I'm sure
Copper Can Shine P7 (JeanxCheerleader!Reader)
Again just a warning of some swears in here, not too many though! Just a little warning and I hope you enjoy! ^^
Throwing yourself down on a patch of grass well away from the football field, you laughed through your breathless pants.
"Wh-what was that?"
"What?" Jean laid sprawled out next to you on the grass, also a heaving breathless mess.
"Catch you later Bill?"
"Well I had to say something, and besides I didn't see you attempting anything so I kinda rolled with it." Jean rolled his honey eyes, trying his best to calm his beating heart. Despite the both of you being on sport teams, you were both out of breath from the run to get away from the poor care taker.
"Catch you later Bill." You repeated, shaking your head at the boys words, finally laying back in the grass as Jean was doing.
The copper boy didn't answer you, the only noise he made was the staccato pants and gasps leaving his mouth as he attempted desperately to gain his breath back. In the silence, you
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.28
Your home was empty. Completely empty with the curtains in place blocking the sun, the lights off in every corner, and your room locked with key that wouldn’t allow you to enter no matter how hard you kicked the door. But it didn’t matter, what you came to get was not in your bedroom but the study, and your mother had not placed a lock on that door for safety reasons that she wouldn’t go throw with you because she knew you would find a way to nullify her supposed security.
The study was also dark and empty, it felt that way the moment you stepped in, and it also felt like you had not been in there for the longest of times. You felt at home there, but as your fingers reached for the light switch and flipped it on, that feeling was gone, and in its place was the beginning feelings of rage.
Blood was boiling in your veins as your eyes traced the sight before you; your study was completely destroyed. Books were all over the page, pages littering the floor and desk, flask