Good Luck Mr. Snowman

Fourteen

Jack and I were in Pitch's lair opening the cages that the baby tooth fairies were in, but none of them were escaping.

"C'mon, let's go," Jack opened another cage, "What's wrong?"

"They can't fly Jack," I spoke as I flew up behind him.

"None of you can fly?" Jack leaned into the cage and the fairies twittered in their language.

Baby Tooth tried to tell Jack something, but he couldn't understand it. I looked around for something that would give us an answer to why the fairies were unable to fly away. There was a globe in the middle of the room made of rusted metal, the lights flickering out quickly.

"Jack, the globe," I pointed to it and he turned around.

"The lights," he gasped out.

The believers' lights continue going out until there was only one left. The last believer was in the town of Burgess, and I had a pretty good idea who it was. Apparently Jack did too, because he hopped over to stand on the globe and leaned in close to the golden glow.

"Jamie," he smiled and we took off, knowing there was nothing more we could do for the fairies.

I followed Jack through the clouds to Jamie's house and the two of us stared in at the poor little boy talking to a stuffed rabbit.

"You and I are obviously at what they call a crossroad, so here's what's gonna happen. If it wasn't a dream, and if you are real, then you have to prove it, like right now," I looked sadly at him as he spoke to the inanimate object, "I've believed in you for a long time, okay, like my whole life in fact. So you kind of owe me now, you don't have to do much, just a little sign so I know, anything, anything at all...I knew it."

The boy let the stuffed animal fall to the floor and bowed his head in defeat. Jack crawled through the window and I followed, putting my hand on his shoulder.

"We have to do something," I whispered.

Jack froze the glass on a window and drew an Easter egg on it. Jamie gasped and looked at the stuffed rabbit before turning back to the window and standing up on his bed. More frost appeared on the window and Jack drew a rabbit.

"He's real," the boy gasped out.

Jack made the rabbit come to life somehow and hop around the room. I have to say, it was pretty impressive. I created a four-leaf clover for it to chase, seeing as Easter is new beginnings and clovers are a type of plant. Jamie laughed and jumped around on his bed, chasing the rabbit. Jack laughed at my little clover trick before he made the rabbit explode into snow. I let my clover drift softly onto the bed.

"Whoa," Jamie stared in awe at the snow falling in his room, "Snow? ... Jack Frost."

"Did he just say..." Jack trailed off, surprised, and I smiled.

"Jack Frost?" the boy said again.

"He said it again," Jack gasped and stepped back a step, "He said, you said..."

"Jack Frost," Jamie stared in Jack's direction with wide eyes and an open mouth.

"That's right," Jack jumped happily, "But, but that's me, Jack Frost, that's my name, you said my name. Wait, can, can you hear me?"

The boy nodded his head slightly, his eyes and mouth still wide open.

"Can, can you, can you see me?" the boy nodded again and Jack let out a breathless laugh, "He sees me, he, he sees me."

He did a back flip onto a table in his bliss.

"You just made it snow," Jamie said in awe.

"I know," Jack responded the same way.

"In my room," the boy clarified.

"I know," Jack jumped onto the floor.

"You're real?" Jamie asked.

"Yeah, who do you think brings you all the blizzards and the snow days?" Jack questioned rhetorically, "And you remember when you went flying on that sled the other day?"

"That was you!?" Jamie responded.

"That was me!" Jack pointed at himself.

"Cool!" Jamie lifted his hands in the air cheerfully.

"Right?" Jack smiled.

"But, what about the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy, I mean what about..." the two were so hyper it almost made me giggle.

"Real, real, real," Jack picked up the stuffed bunny on the floor, "Every one of us is real."

"I knew it," Jamie spoke a little too loudly and I let out the laugh I was holding in.

"Jamie, who are you talking to," a woman said from somewhere else in the house.

"Uhm, Jack Frost?" he replied.

The woman chuckled and Jack looked back at me sorrowfully, knowing the boy couldn't see me. I smiled sadly back and shrugged, I wasn't really expecting him to.

"Clover..." Jack trailed off.

Jamie looked to where Jack was looking, but his face didn't show that he saw me. He did seem like a light bulb went off in his head though, and he looked around on his bed for something. He came back up holding the four-leaf clover that I'd had Jack's frost bunny chasing, it brought a small smile to my face.

"Are leprechauns real too?" the boy asked.

My smile vanished. Leprechauns were, once again, stealing my thunder. I dejectedly gave up hoping that people would see me and turned my back to them both.

"They are," I told Jack, who told Jamie for me.

"But, I don't see any leprechauns," Jamie looked around his room confused.

"That's not from a leprechaun," Jack poked my clover in the boys hand and froze it, effectively preserving it for a while, "It's from St. Patrick."

The boy's eyes widened and I walked to the window, stepping out to leave when his voice stopped me.

"St. Patrick is a GIRL?" he questioned.

My eyes widened and I snapped my head back in his direction, almost giving myself a whiplash. My jaw dropped open and Jack grinned triumphantly.

"You can see me?" I breathed out, almost doubtfully.

The boy nodded and smiled. I ran over to Jack and hugged him, burying my face in his chest and chanting my thanks. He wrapped his arms around me as well and squeezed me closer. I turned my head to look at Jamie and smiled at him with a spark of pure happiness in my eyes.

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