Your POV
Everyone was knocked out from Sandys dream dust all but him Jack and I. Sandy was standing there embarrassed.
I hear a horse blow air out his nose. We all looked over and saw a black sand horse.
Pitch
Jack flew out the window and yelled for us to come on. I summoned my music note and flew out the window after him.
Before I knew it Sandy was fighting off Black horse's. (That sounds racist)
We were in the sleigh. I saw something I wish I never had. Sandy was shot. Pitch shot Sandy with a black sand arrow.
Jack screamed his name and flew for him. But it was too late Sandy died all because of pitch.
I heard Jack yell out black sand coming towards him. "Jack!" I yelled.
He didn't get hit though. Jack clapped his hands and his staff together and froze the sand. Pitch was knocked back and Jack fell unconscious. Tooth flew out and caught him. She returned to the sleigh and layed him down. "Jack...how did you do that?" I asked.
"I don't know." He said.
Later at the pole
Jack's POV
I sat at the window with my hood up while everyone was at the funeral for Sandman.
I miss him so much. I drew him on the window with frost when someone came in. I didn't look at them. I felt someone sit down in front of me. I looked at them.
It was music.
"Hey." She said.
I didn't replay and turned my attention out the window.
"Jack...I'm sorry."
This time I looked at her.
"I shouldn't have let him face pitch alone..." she said. "Sandy was like a brother to me." A tear rolled down her cheek. I pulled her into a hug. After a few seconds she hugged me back.
"Don't blame yourself it wasn't your fault." I said pulling back. She looked at me. I didn't realise that I was slowly moving towards her our lips were a inch or two away. I put my hand on the bottom of her chin.
Bang!
I pulled away and turned looking at North with a deadly stare.
"What?" He asked.
