Sorry for the late first part of the final chapter! And I have a really good excuse: my computer broke. It wasn't my fault, either; my mischievous kitten(aka SATAN) decided that she would knock my laptop off of my dresser when I was about halfway though the story. So while I'm waiting for it to come out of the repair shop, I've been using my sister's. You can guess how that went. -.-
Should probably say this now: *Clears throat* This chapter would probably be(pardon me) shit without my good friend Screamindivr145! He/she showed me how to write a proper sex scene, because apparently mine sucked. Everybody give him/her a round of applause, people! * Receives a standing ovation after reading lemon*
Yep! You guys got it! You get your stinkin' lemon!
And, since you guys had to wait so long for it, I give you a sneak peak of the sequel at the end of the chapter. You'll see it at the end.
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Jack Frost stared at the blank page of his notebook, an artist's pencil in one hand, his other clutching the top of the sketch book. It was as empty and bare as the front side of the moon, save for little ridges that would give personality and style when written upon it. But for now, it was blank. Not for long, Jack thought. Biting his lips, he lifted his pencil, then squeezed his eyes shut as he conjured a picture in his mind. He made sure he memorized each and every detail.
Let the memory, the sense and feel, run through your arms and legs. Remember.
When he had the picture imprinted on the back of his eyelids, he opened his eyes, lowered the pencil, and began to draw. As his pencil started to skate across the paper, he reflected on the past events of the last month or so.
Deciding he would skip over his return from the land of the dead, he thought about Tooth. He recalled very clearly when Tooth had finally taken the serum to turn her back into a human. He let himself float back into the memory as he sketched across the page. Jack had told North to drop the two off at his home, assuring the others that she would take the drink. They had been in that same room, in the same spot where he was now, on the bed.
"You ready?" Jack asked, noticing her biting her lip worriedly, her fingers playing with the fringes on her white petticoat. When she didn't reply, he reached over and tenderly pushed her long black hair bangs out of her face, and gave her an encouraging smile. She returned the smile hesitantly, and nodded, a look of determination forming on her face. Jack silently handed her the tube, reading her emotions as they rolled across her face as she twirled the tube in between her fingers. Repulsion. Regret. Hope. Fear. "Hey," he whispered. She turned her head to him hesitantly. He cupped her cheek with one hand, running his thumb across the skin as he met her gaze. "It's gonna be okay," he assured her, smiling. When she didn't reply, he reached over and kissed her softly. She leaned into him, her palm pressing into his hip. Jack gently pulled away, still holding her cheek, and pressed their foreheads and cheeks together. Their breaths mixed together in an icy and warm cloud. He could feel her shivering where their skin touched, his body feeling flushed when they touched. Which reminded him...
He abruptly pulled away, his free hand curling around the one that held the potion. "You need to take it," he reminded her.
"I know," she sighed, leaning into his palm. Her eyes flickered up to his. "But I think I'm ready."
"Good." He grinned broadly as he leaned away from her, his hand sliding away from her hand. "Because I want my tooth fairy back."
She laughed, lifting her face away from his palm. The sound was like sleigh bells on Christmas. "Okay. Here I go." She twisted open the lid and raised the glass vial to her lips. The pink, sparkly fluid slid down the vial and disappeared down her throat. Her body shuddered, and she coughed, covering her mouth with the back of her hand. Jack hesitated, then reached over and patted her back as she continued to cough violently. Without a warning, she burst into a flurry of feathers.
Jack yelped as multicolored feather flew around him, a couple hitting him in the face. He swatted at the air, trying to bat the feathers out of the way as he attempted to look at Tooth. She was still sitting on the bed, her eyes wide with amazement as she gazed at her feathered arms and legs that kicked out adorably from under her white dress. The tips of her translucent wings peeked out from the back of her shirt. The golden feather that he had begun to sorely miss adorned the top of her headdress. When she lifted her eyes to meet his, he grinned broadly. "There's my favorite Guardian," he teased.
She laughed. "I have to admit, I missed this. But, um, could you help me with-?" she gestured to the back of her dress and shirt. He quickly moved behind her to undo the buttons and zipper. As soon as he helped her shed the unwanted clothing off, she shrieked in happiness, propelling herself into the air, and began to zoom around the room. He laughed as she practically bounced off of the walls, the smile on her face so wide he thought her face would split.
He chuckled as he flipped the pencil over and erased a mistake. He had rarely seen her on that level of happiness. He didn't know why, but it just made him want to do special things like that for her all the time, if he was going to get a reaction like that out of her. Good thing he lived forever. He would have plenty of time to figure out what made her the happiest person in the world.
Speaking of happiest person in the world...
Jack set down the sketch book and pencil in his lap, and stretched his torso over his bed, reaching for something on the dresser. Let's see how Hiccup's doing. His fingers quickly found what he was looking, and pulled the folded-up letter sheet into his lap. The Terrible Terror had delivered it last night, but he had been too tired to read then. He nimbly unfolded it, and held the letter in one hand up to eye-level.
Dear Jack,
I know, I know, I haven't written to you in forever. But it's been really busy over here and I haven't had time to write. You must be ready to freeze me into an icicle by now. So, to appeal to your better nature and to not end up as an ice statue, let's start with you.
How are you and your new job going? When I got your last letter, I have to say that I was really surprised that you became a Guardian. I thought you hated them! Well, not hated. Maybe strongly disliked? Then again, you are good with kids. I remember the last time you came to visit the village - which, I might add, was almost a year ago - and all of the children just loved you. They really did like that sledding trip that you took them on, though Agatha's mom wasn't very happy when she found out she lost a tooth. But they had a lot of fun. But I guess with being a Guardian, it's a bit different. I mean, you can't just have fun with them, you have to protect them, too.
Speaking of which, has Pitch come back? I know it's only been eight or nine months, but the way you put him in your last letter makes him sound really determined to come back to power. I know, I know, you're pretty sure you took care of him, that the Nightmares practically dragged him back to his underground hole screaming(which seems pretty harsh)and that he probably won't come back out for another couple hundred years or something, but I'm just saying you never know.
What else, what else? Oh, yeah! That new kid you met, Jamie, what's he like? You weren't really specific when you mentioned him in your letter. All you said was, "He's a really bright kid and still believes in the Guardians!" Yeah, REAL detailed. And if you're trying to make me jealous, it's not gonna work.
How are things going with you and the tooth fairy? This was the second time you surprised me during your last letter. First, you join the Guardians. I could have sworn you always said that they were a bunch of old guys hiding out and bribing kids so that they would still believe in them. Then you say that you've fallen in love with the tooth fairy! Well, I guess I can understand that, after sending me a picture of her. Was that really necessary? But I can see why you like her. That, and the long list of all of her physical and emotional traits that took up, might I add, THREE whole pages. And was the breakdown of her feather texture and the way her arms and hands feel on you really necessary? I swear, when you fall in love, it's worse than Astrid's yaknog.
In response to your questions from last time, I'm doing fine. There was a bout of whooping cough in the village, but I didn't get it, thank the gods. Unfortunately, my dad did. So I had to take care of him AND Globber! It only lasted a week, but they can get REALLY demanding when it comes down to it. Wait, why am I telling you this? You should know from experience. Remember that time they found out you could freeze water and they had you freeze every pond in Berk so that we could go ice-skating? By the way, I'm still angry at you for not letting me go. I mean, what's the big deal with me going ice-skating? I'm not gonna fall in or anything.
My "fiery lizard with wings", as you seem determined to call him, is doing great. We're still looking for other Nightfuries, but so far, he's the only one. You should see his face, whenever mating season comes and all the dragons leave and he has to stay behind. I just thought it was because he couldn't fly on his own, so I tried to make him a new tail for Snoggletog so that he could fly whenever he wanted to. Needless to say, he broke it. Turn out that he would rather fly with me. He's just amazing sometimes. You know that you two are my best friends, right? Well, you guys and Merida and Rapunzel.
Oh, and Rapunzel wants to know why you didn't come to her wedding back in August. I don't think she believed me when I told her that it was probably too hot. That is the reason, right? Or were you too busy swooning over the tooth fairy to come to one of your best friends' wedding? You know how long it was for her and Eugene to put it together! She almost postponed it, but we managed to convince her in the end. Jack, you should have been there. When she walked down the aisle, she looked so...beautiful. Okay, I said it. She looked absolutely