“First snow of the season--who’s ready?”
“…Not really, no.” She had thought his might have been nearly as cut and dry, but it was starting to dawn on Ava that not everyone had to make pacts for things. Or had this shoved upon them nearly as quickly. “You… They took your memories? That’s dumb.”
“Uh, no, Manny didn’t. Or at least I don’t think he did? Or meant to, it just...kind of happened? Like...a trauma thing--no, wait that sounds bad.” The details, like many things that came in the middle, were still hazy, but judging how everyone else had reacted to his lack of memories, Jack was fairly sure it was an accident. It had to be. “But yeah, it was still kind of dumb. 300 years of really dumb, not gonna lie.”
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“Why is the rain forming a sheet of ice? Why can’t we have nice things?”
“Yikes, that’s the Sleet Sisters for you. And people say I make a mess of things. You okay?”
“It was that or die, and I dunno about you, but I chose life.” Even if Wrathia did twist that too, but Ava had her own way around that. “I was a little less… Weird before the vial, but I don’t know much. Did you not choose yours? Or at least have a say in it?”
“Uhhh, I don’t know much either, actually,” he admitted. “There’s a lot of stuff I haven’t really gotten around to asking yet, you know? And a lot I don’t remember. I don’t mind though! Manny chose me for a reason, and he made the right choice as far as I’m concerned.”
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‘ a blizzard or two… ’ she echoes absentmindedly, flourishing a bony wrist to conjure small eddies of snow to twist around her fingers. ‘ or a polar vortex. ’ her hand closes into a fist, abruptly dispelling the snow. it’s difficult to tell whether she is serious or playful behind that elegant and mysterious mask, and it’s a terrifying 50-50 toss-up between the two. yes, her sense of humor does need some work. ‘ now there is some fun. have you ever tried to create one? ’
“Me? Mess with a polar vortex? Yeah, I’ll leave that one up to you. The jet stream never listens to me--it’s so bossy.” Sure, he’d played around with the vortex before, pushed and pulled at the edges here and there, but that was just playing. Affecting something that spanned almost half the planet was far beyond taming a stray blizzard. “I don’t think we’re ready for a new ice age, you know?”
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‘ ridiculous, ’ she growls, though there is the smallest curve of a smile on her lips. because if she’s honest, it feels good to play again. the days when mischief was easy for mother nature seem far and lost, but standing with this white-haired youth at her side, they’re a little closer and a little less painful. ‘ blonde does not suit me. ’
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Jack considered that, finally shrugging in acceptance. His smile didn’t fade for a second. “Okay, sure, you’ve got a point. I couldn’t see you blonde. But that doesn’t mean you can’t do the castle.”
“More like drank it, I think… You at least are kinda making some sense to me, I still don’t understand whatever’s goin’ on with me.” Ava could at least rationalize it easier than her own situation, even with both of them having less than fantastic explanations. “Pacts are weird, let’s leave it there. One of my friends grows leaves in her hair when she’s mad and she hasn’t drank any weird vials yet, so…”
“A pact? That sounds...formal.” Honestly, Jack wasn’t entirely solid on the definition, but it definitely sounded like something serious. “Listen, I can understand leaves--I grow ice in my hair--but are you saying you chose it or something? I don’t remember the whole thing, but I know I didn’t drink anything either. I mean, maybe some pond water. One accident. Maybe.”
Okay, so it wasn’t entirely the same, but there was enough of a similarity in Ava’s view for her to understand what he was talking about. Kinda. “Hey, ‘s the first thing I thought of ‘cus that’s where mine comes from, and someone else I know… But it still kinda sounds like we’re in the same boat. I was a human, not so much anymore, but that’s my own fault…”
“Fair enough, I get it. I am kind of one of a kind, so I get that it can be confusing. I’m just not used to explaining it yet, I guess.” He shrugged, then frowned. “Your fault? What, did you jump headfirst into lava or something? Because I went skating on thin ice, so, y’know, if we’re pointing fingers here...”
“Unfortunately. But what are you if you don’t have a demon? Well, I can’t say that, I knew a guy who was just… Blue. He was weird. Still is.” As much as Ava would have loved to toss out any other ideas that she might have had, nothing was making sense just yet, and the way he said alien wasn’t helping either. “You’re a human, aren’t you?”
“I mean, there’s lots of things in the world that don’t have demons, you know,” Jack pointed out, leaning forward on his staff. He felt like he was in a little over his head here, but still laughed at the question. “Uh, no, not human. Well, not anymore, anyway, and it’s been a long time. I’m a Guardian. Or a winter spirit, or a weather phenomenon--take your pick, really. I’m just...me. Definitely from right here on Earth, though.”
“I’m, uh… No. My planet didn’t have a name, or a… Solar system, really, so take that as you will.” None of what he said after made any real sense to the Vengess, who blinks. What did that have to do with snow besides the surname? “…Why does that affect the snow? Do you have a shitty demon haunting you too?”
“Wait, what? Do I have a demon? No, I’m--have you really never heard of me? Not even the song? Everyone’s heard the stupid song...” He blinked as her earlier words clicked. “Oh! You’re an alien? That makes sense. Actually...that makes a lot of sense. You’re the one giving off that heat, aren’t you?”
“…This is my first time seein’ like, real snow. So, uh, the dyin’ part is pretty, er, was pretty literal. Gotta love artificial suns, huh? Big, gross fake light, all corporation made. Actually, that sounds really weird now that I’m sayin’ it. And, uh, Ava. I’m Ava. Why?”
“Wait, artificial? I know there’s lots of places that don’t get any snow, but don’t they have...y’know, lots of real sunshine? I get the feeling you’re not talking about Bermuda here. But it is nice to meet you, Ava. I’m Jack Frost.--hence the snow, obviously.”
“Bring it on! I’m ready for all of the snow I could ever want! Then I can die happy, and never have to worry about not seein’ my fill again!”
“Okay, well, hopefully you won’t need to die, but we can work with that. I’ll try and make sure you get all the snow you could ever want. What’s your name, anyway? I don’t think I remember you, and I remember...well, basically everyone who likes snow.”
“I’ll give you the same talk I gave Egbert, but if you make it five I won’t try and torch it.”
“Eg--? Oh, you want more? That can definitely be arranged. There’s no better blizzed-wrangler than me.”
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“How can it snow for three days? How can you get this much snow at once?”
“Pretty good, right? No need to thank me.”
✨ Playfully shove my muse’s shoulder
“What, I’m serious!” The winter spirit grinned back at her, happy to be joking around at all, but moreso at having gotten any sort of rise out of her. It was a rare feat, and not one he took for granted. “You could have the whole ice castle and the dress and everything! You wouldn’t even have to sing. It’s a really popular movie! Kids would love it!”
🤞 - nocome
🤞 Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where they’re standing
For all his prowess as possibly the best mischief-maker in the world, Jack totally fell for it, and started laughing before the surprise wore off. “Hey! Sorry I was gone so long--I swear, summers are getting worse. What’d I miss?”
👗 Fix/Straighten my muse’s clothes
“Oh, yeah, sorry.” He plucked at his frost-laced sweatshirt as well and gave a shrug. “It’s kinda the only thing I own, so...doesn’t really look much nicer than this, I guess. Guess it might be time for something new, though, huh?”