12- Jack Frost and Sora Rei

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"Sora! Sora...." He was sobbing, and shook her shoulders.

"SORA!" He screamed, and to my surprise, a snowflake drifted down and landed on my nose.

And I was INSIDE.

I stared in wonder as more snowflakes appeared and started to startle the boy. Soon there was a blizzard of wind circling him, and I had to shield my eyes. I stared as the flakes surrounded the girl and went straight into her mouth. She shot up and gasped for air, then hugged the boy.

"Frost.. Frost..." She cried.

She broke away and poked his nose.

"Did I die? Again?"

Frost laughed and nodded.

"You're lucky I'm around to bring you back, Sora," He said with a smile.

She rolled her eyes and tried to get up on her feet.

She looked up and noticed all of us. She stared at me, and I felt a chill creep down my spine.

She held a hand out to me.

"My name's Sora. Sora Rei," She said.

"This is my friend, Jack Frost." Frost nodded and went to looking around.

I blinked.

Something was familiar about him... I just couldn't put my finger on it...Then it hit me.

That staff... was my brothers. I had carved it out for him for one of his birthdays. Jack Frost... Jack Erindale... I stared at him, tears streaming down my face.

"It's okay, It's okay, don't look down, just look at me. But you're gonna be alright. You're not gonna fall in- uh, we're gonna have a little fun instead. I promise, I promise... you're gonna be fine. You have ot believe in me. You wanna play a game? We're gonna play hopscotch. Like we play everyday. It's as easy as one... Two... three. Alright. Now it's your turn. One... two... three!"

With that, I remembered that he pulled me out of danger, and fell in the pond.

And I never saw him again, until now.

"Jack..." I whispered.

Frost had noticed I was crying, and the others were looking at me, but I payed them no mind.

Jack was alive. My brother was alive.

"She's talking to angels, making a wish to passing cars, waiting for superman to pick her up." I whispered.

Frost looked at me, and I noticed his eyes were a cool, calm hazel.

"Yeah he's still coming, just a little bit late. He got stuck at the laundromat, washing his cape,"

"She says..."

"And she smiles..."

"Oh the way she smiles..."

I walked over to him and held his hand, tears falling like a waterfall.

He looked at me and seemed like he was going to say something, but I rolled my eyes and kissed him, good and hard.

After what seemed like a millisecond, he broke away and hugged me tight.

He grinned at me."Missed you, sis," He said.

I punched his arm and kissed him again, then wrapped my wings around him.

And he unfurled his and wrapped me tight, surrounding me with his beautiful ice blue wings.

"I'm never letting go," He whispered.

"I promise."

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