Hey! Sorry for the huge delay of update but summer camp is really tiring. Anyway, here's the last part to the ROTG one shot! I had fun writing this but sadly, all stories must come to an end. Don't worry, there's loads more on the way. Enjoy! Last chapter means long chapter! :)
P.S. How do you guys feel about this book? Should I continue? Yay or Nay?
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*You*"Oh my Moon! You killed it!"
"What? No I didn't-"
"It's not moving! You killed it, Jack! You killed it!"
"(Y/N), calm down. I didn't kill anyone-"
"Gah! It's twitching! It's not good when dead bodies are twitching!"
"(Y/N), do me a favor and get off of me."
I refused to let go of him. I had my eyes shut and facing the other way as I didn't want to see the horrific scene in front of me. "Oh God, Jack why?!" Jack groaned in frustration next to me. "The elf is fine, (Y/N). It's not dead. They'll defrost by the next hour." I punched his arm and glared at him. "How can you be so cruel to these poor little creatures! They did nothing to you and yet you freeze them to death!" Jack's patience seemed to be wearing thin. "I promise you, it's not dead. See? It's leg is moving!" I screeched and held onto Jack tighter which caused him to yelp.
We were currently in a workshop of some kind. Before, Jack convinced me to come see these people he calls the Guardians as requested (supposedly) by Man in Moon. I didn't really believe him but, hey, if he got to pay back his due and help me spread Thanksgiving to the entire western side of the United States then I might as well be called stupid to pass that opportunity up. The way here was what got me intrigued. Back when Jack took out a snow globe out of his pocket and seemingly made a portal to the North Pole out of thin air. I'm not exactly that much of a fan of freezing weather.
"Ah! There she is! Jack, bring her in!" I heard a Russian accent yell from deeper in the workshop. I let go of Jack and followed him as he walked further in, silently passing next the frozen elf. We walked past yetis, elves, and toys basically brought to life and color. I had to admit it was a fantastic sight. It simply made me want to jump around and start ripping open presents, my curiosity of what was inside growing by the second. We reached this open area with an immense globe in a corner. Standing in the center of the room was who I thought to be Santa Clause, a big, jolly man with a big heart. Next to him stood a small, yellow man who seemed to be snoozing his dreams away. Sandman, I supposed. Fluttering in the air was a feathered woman with wings who was chattering about with tiny little fairies around her. It must be the Tooth Fairy, then. Lastly, a huge Pooka bunny was leaning against the wall, fiddling with a boomerang in his paws. No doubt it was the Easter Bunny.
Jack walked over to Santa Clause, who opened his arms in welcoming. "Jack! Well done on bringing her! No sack needed!" Jack leaned on his staff and replied, "Well I know from experience that it's not something she'd enjoy." He spared a glance at me, confirming that it really wasn't something I'd want to try. I looked over at the people present and for a split second I wondered if any of them could see me, even though Santa basically announced my arrival to the four cardinal points. I stood at the center of the room, awkwardly shifting my feet as they stared at me. After a few minutes, I felt a tap on my ankle and I jumped in fright, looking down. An elf was standing next to me offering me a tray of cookies. I smiled and kneeled down towards it and picked a cookie, "I'd love one, thank you." The little elf blushed and nodded, it's bell on its hat jingling.
"Well, you certainly are very friendly aren't you?" I instantly looked up and saw the Tooth Fairy flying next to me, smiling brightly. I stood up and cleared my throat. "Y-Yes, I guess." The fairy laughed and spoke up, "I'm Toothiana, but please, just call me Tooth." I blushed. "I'm (Y/N). It's nice to meet you, Tooth." She smiled at me and went over to the jolly man's side.
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