"What do we do?" asked Bunny, "well, we could just explore and look for him but that might take a while" declared North. Tooth spotted something approaching out of the corner of her eye. She flung around in a battle stance, only to find that it was Father Time. "Gosh don't scare me like that" sighed Tooth, her posture relaxing slightly. The others spun around to see who she was talking to. Father Time was an old looking, bearded man with glasses and a long robe, he appeared to be carrying a small bundle. Sandy made a question mark above his head and then an arrow pointing to the bundle. Father Time made a small frown "ahh, now, there was a small incident at my tower, involving Jack" he said holding out the bundle. They all looked down at the baby in his arms with a frown on their faces. "What happened?" asked North concern obvious in his voice. "I'll explain everything, but first don't you think that we should get some place warm" answered Father Time.
Later that day in North's workshop, Jack was cradled in Tooth's arms still sleeping soundly with snowmen dancing around his head, while Father Time told them about the incident and how he would have to grow up again. "Sooooooo, he'll have to grow up all over again?" asked Bunny, "Correct" answered Father Time. Sandy flashed symbols above his head. "No Sandy, he will not remain mortal for when he turns seventeen he will return to his immortal state" Father Time told Sandy "and he will not be able to live with any of us for he needs to be taken care of in case he gets ill by foster parents" ordered Father Time. The guardians all agreed for as Jack had proved with Sophie that they were not very good with children. Jack started to squirm in Tooth's lap, opening his chocolate brown eyes staring up at the Queen fairy. Tooth stared at little baby before cooing over him. "Who will look after him and how will we be able to contact the parents if they can't see us?!" questioned Bunny.
After several hours of thinking (and cooing for Tooth), they came up with letting the 22-year-old Jamie, who still had a strong belief even though he was an adult, sort this out for them. North teleported Jamie to the pole, looking a bit stunned at being in Santa's workshop before setting his gaze on the guardians and wandering over. "So you wanted me for something?" asked Jamie not seeing Jack in Tooth's arms. "Yes, we need you to find foster parents for Jack here, do not worry we will explain" said North in his thick Russian accent.
The guardians explained the incident with Father Time before seeing Jamie off with little Jack cradled in his arms.
Jamie walked through a portal into the flat he and his sister were sharing until she could get her own one. Sophie looked up at the noise to see Jamie appear out of thin air with a baby. Putting down her laptop, she started cooing over the baby like Tooth did, before saying "who's this?" She got the answer "this is Jack Frost, you know the guy who makes ice, but he was turned into a mortal in a freak accident at Father Times place and now we need to find him a foster family!" exclaimed Jamie. He gave Jack to Sophie to hold. Showing her how to support his head, he walked over to his computer in the corner and looked on google for the closest orphanage, finding it to be Mrs. Greene's place which was about three streets away. "Ooh that looks a very friendly place to be let's take him there!" she said peeking at the screen.
When they arrived it had paintings of animals all around the bottom of the building where the children were playing on swings, slides, little play houses and hopscotch courts. They walked in the reception room where it was a calming ocean blue. Jamie walked up to the kindly looking, old, receptionist "hello, how can I help you?" she asked "umm... we would like to put this child into foster care for the next seventeen years is that okay?" blurted out Sophie "would you please fill these out so we can advertise it" she said. Jamie took the documents and a pen and began to fill them out....
Age: 2 Days Birthday: 1st, December Gender: male Length of stay: seventeen years
And more stuff like that that he had to fill in. After he filled it in they dropped Jack off at what was to be his room until someone fostered him.
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Back to Childhood
FanfictionCross posted from FF.net Old as balls. Jesus cries at the god awfulness of this grammar. Was 10 when written. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh - no. I know there are spelling mistakes but I was 10 - I'm not touching this again.