First Time We Met (COMPLETED)

The Book

Jack Frost's POV:

I've been away for too long and it's kind of making me sad. I wanna see Rapunzel so bad, I can't take it anymore. " Hey Jack, I know you want to see Rapunzel so bad. How bout make her something?" Tooth suggested. HM, making something for Rapunzel is nice. " What should I make?" I asked them. " We don't know! It's your choice to make, mate. How bout write her a serenade?" Bunny requested. " HM, I'm not sure about that. I don't know how to sing." I told them. " How about a letter?" I turned to Santa and thought for a while. " I think it's a bit out of style. Letters are lame!" I told them. Not to break it to you, I can't even think of something nice.

" That's it!" I exclaimed. " Huh? Thought of something?" I nodded at Tooth in reply. " I'll make her a book!" They all face palmed. " Why on earth will it be a BOOK?!" They all asked at the same time. " HM, let me think...because she likes to read?!" I said. " Fair point." They all said. Yeah, fair POINT. 

" What will the title be?" Toothiana asked. " Yeah, will it be the Golden Blond and Silver White people??!" Bunny said. What the heck. Why would I do that?! " Of course not. HM, maybe..The Story of the Two People That Always Know Where To Go, In Fact There Super Cool?" I suggested. " That would fill the whole cover! When you make a book it should have some imagination and information about the story!" North exclaimed. I know that! I thought. " What if it's about us? All of the guardians?" I requested. HM, my mind is having that creative sense now. 

They all looked at each other doing some kind of...meaningless stare. " That sounds super awesome! And amazing at the same time!" Bunny exclaimed. of course, I made it up! I know what to do, and I am super awesome! " Anyways, what's the TITLE?" OK, that I forgot. " I know! How 'bout, the GUARDIANS." Yeah, capitalized all letters on the GUARDIANS. It's awesome! " That sucks." Bunny said, folding his arms together. " Jack, the title should be nice, you know making the readers interested to read the book?" Toothiana said. " Like you're an author before. Anyways, give me ideas! Come on people!" I said. 

" I know this is kind of lame, but how about... Old Guardians of the Past?" I suddenly spoke, causing them to just look at me. Weird. " That's a great title! That's not lame, it really sounds medieval! Medieval? What's that?? I lived in the Dark Ages, like I know what that is! It's like before or after my time! " Yeah, sure. Uh, give me a neat book! You know, there's no words written on it yet?" I ordered, but they just stood on their fete. Like they never even heard what I said. " How would it be a book when there's nothing written to it yet?" Bunny asked. HM, he just made a very good point. It's killing me.

" Oh, I got the perfect thing for you to write on!" Santa said, raising his pointer in the air. Seconds later, he came back carrying something heavy. He threw it in front of me. " It's so heavy, so I just threw it in front of you." Of course, that's the only reason. Or maybe you wanna kill me! I opened the book, without even dusting it. The dusts, the ashes, were irritating my eyes, so I teared. " This sucks, I'm not crying OK!" I said, sneezing. Let's just leave him." Tooth said. " Allergies aren't contagious right?!! Besides, I'm dead!" I exclaimed, ready to sneeze again. " A-A-achooo!!!!" yeah, I hate allergies. 

I just write down any information about North. I wish she could read the page about me. When I was done with North, the information read a lot like this: From old times, Santa or Nicholas St. North, was believed in by kids and adults. He is the guardian of wonder, and surely for a fact we all know he deliver us gifts every Christmas night and when we wake up, our gifts are there. Some says he's a Polish or Russian. No one really determined his citizenship. Yeah, from the way North talks, he sounds like a Russian, but looks like a Polish.

I flipped the next page and that was for Bunny. I wrote down something like this: Next for some reason, he is very famous for hiding eggs during Easter. He is called the Easter Bunny, but his real name is E. Aster Bunnymund. He usually is a little grumpy and cranky, and is the guardian of hope. But not to children. Yeah, he loves to hit me with his boomerang. That cranky old Kangaroo-bunny!