Chapter Four

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From the opening credits, it looked like it was going to be pretty cool.

===After the movie===

Every time Jack Frost and North came on the screen, you got a massive headache. With Bunny and Tooth and the others it wasn't as bad, but it still bothered you.

By the end of the movie, you didn't feel too well. You could tell your face was paler than usual, and you were slightly shivering. When Pitch appeared on screen, you squeaked loudly, drawing unwanted attention to yourself, and you dove under the blanket, shaking, watching from over the edge until he went away, when you would stick your head out normally.

When Pitch threatened Jamie, you almost had a nervous breakdown. You literally grabbed him and hugged him very very tightly, as if to reassure yourself he was here and not on the TV and he was perfectly fine, there was nothing to fear. Ironic, since Pitch symbolized fear. When you thought about it rationally, you realized it was ridiculous, being scared of a movie character, but you couldn't help it, and you might be attracting him here with your fear. That calmed you down straight away, and you finished watching the movie stoically, although on the inside you were really freaked out. At the end of the movie though, you smiled at the happy ending and felt the numbness on your hand again, chilling it to the bone but comforting you.

However, you couldn't shake off the feeling something was wrong, majorly wrong, but you couldn't do anything about it. So you just shook your head slightly and stood, taking out the movie and putting it away, hoping no one noticed how badly your hands were shaking as you snapped the case shut. You slid it away and sat back down, slightly nervous. You didn't feel safe, and scooted slightly closer to the cold spot, only about an inch or two, but felt reassured nonetheless. Jamie jumped on you, almost knocking the wind out of you, and you rolled your eyes at him, smiling.

"So, what'd you think?" he asked excitedly, bouncing up and down on your lap.

"Get off me. I thought you were spectacular! How come I wasn't in it?"

"It happened that week when you got stuck in England for Easter, this year actually. It only came out in theaters in November, but we got an early release copy because we were in it!"

"Where's dad in this?"

"Oh, he was away for business. It really was a bad Easter."

You smiled and wagged you finger at him. "What would happen if the Easter Bunny heard you say that?"

He pouted, and you could have sworn you heard a voice say faintly, chuckling, "He wouldn't like that at all."

Come to think of it, it sounded just like Jack Frost from the movie. Same with the laugh from earlier. But that was impossible. Jack Frost wasn't real. You knew that, from experience.

Jamie rolled his eyes. "I've met him. He likes Sophie better, even though I was his last believer."

"Yeah. Hey, is this movie true?" You leaned your elbows on your knees, interested.

"Yeah. Why wouldn't it be?"

You shrugged. "I don't know, it just seemed odd that no one noticed. I didn't."

"Well, that's your own fault."

You rolled your eyes and pushed him off your lap, straight forward, making him panic for a moment before you caught him on your shins, lifting him up and down a little before putting him down on the floor. "Shut up." You stood suddenly, your good mood gone, and clapped your hands. "Okay, lets clean up! I'll go get cookies!"

They cheered and followed you out into the main room and through people, into the kitchen, where you distributed cookies and was the last one out the doorway, when someone went through at the same time.

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