The Ideal Holiday (Bernard x Reader)

Chapter 45. They Can't Be That Bad

Please read - I have been travelling back to my home town, instead of the boarding school, so I'm sorry for not posting. Me and my brother have been on a train screaming our heads off to Gorillaz, everyone thought we were drunk or something, but oh well. LET'S GET READING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bernard came home that day, more than tired. He fell on the sofa and looked like he just gave up.

I chuckled. "Hot chocolate?"

"Yes, please." He answered.

"Was my family really that bad?" I smiled, grabbing a mug.

Bernard sighed. "It's like babysitting!" He exclaimed.

I laughed. "Have you ever babysat?"

"Not really." He answered.

I turned around, walking up to him. "If you did, you would know. And you know what the Pole does to people." I passed him his drink, and I kissed him on the head.

He frowned. "Hey-"

I cut him off. "I haven't finished, your doing great though."

He smiled. "Thanks, snowflake. Catch!" He tossed me a candy cane.

I managed to catch it and chuckled. "Thank you." Then I looked at the ground, and I was even more mad at Jack Frost by just remembering his face. "Hey, dear?"

"Hmm?" He turned around.

I looked at him in the eye. "I-I am started t-to think J-Jack is planning something."

Bernard sighed. "What is that suppose to mean?"

I frowned. "Bad things."

"Hey..." He walked up. "Don't worry."

I forced a smile. "Well, there's also something else."

He looked at me. "Like what?"

I shook my head. "It's not important, don't worry."

He frowned. "You don't have a choice either way, anything you say is important."

"And what are you going to do if I don't tell you?" I chuckled.

He winked. "No hot cocoa breaks."

I smiled. "Aww man...ok fine. I just well, also I have been wondering who or what made me turn into ice whenever I'm worried, you know?"

He pulled me into a hug. "Everyone is trying to find out."

I hugged him back. 

He then pulled out of the hug, and sheepishly scratched the back of his neck. "I know this sounds stupid, but ask Jack Frost, he is like made out of ice."

I grinned. "Not stupid, asking him, however stupid."

"That makes no sense, but I like it!" He smiled.

I smiled. "I'll ask him."

I then realised something. "Wait here!" I grinned.

He chuckled. "Yes ma'am."

I ran off into our bedroom, and grabbed a purple box, then I ran back in. "Ok, close your eyes."

He smiled. "Ok." He closed his eyes.