Chapter 3: Fuzzy Villain

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"I decided to live here." 

"What?!" I shouted.

When I woke up, Jack prepared everything I think I will need, new clothes, a pair of ribbons, and my breakfast. And he was smiling while babysitting me.

"Umm... what's up?" I asked.

"Nothing much. Just feel like helping you get a fresh start." he replied.

"Jack... where did you steal these clothes?"

"Hey, I didn--"

"Where?"

"The clothes store, at their stockroom. Well, the boxes are open and no one's around, so..."

"Well, great. I don't know if I'll feel grateful or guilty for wearing stolen clothes."

"Nevermind that. Did you like the food?"

"It's delicious! How did yo--"

"I stole that too."

"Ohh..."

After a good morning of stolen things, Jack approached me.

"So... since you're pretty conditioned already. I have an announcement to say."

"Announcement?" I wondered.

"I will live here."

"Excuse me?" I said.

Jack threw his hands on his head and faced the window.

"Don't you pity me? Like, c'mon. It's so cold out there." he said as if he's really hurt.

"You're an ice creature, idiot."

"Oh please, No one will see me here anyway." He pleaded.

"What about my privacy Jack?"

"Do you need that?" 

"We girls need that!"

"Ugh, I really don't get you women."

"That's expected Jack. We're different, I'm a girl and you're a boy. We really can't understand each other."

"Well, that's the only difference I see. Like, we both died the same way, ice."

"You're dead?"

"Yep. After I died, the moon revived me as Jack Frost."

"Anyways, I didn't die."

"Well, you're suppose to die. I just saved you."

"Wow, thank you so much."

"Hey, you said you owe me your life, remember?" he reminded.

He took it seriously, oh my god, he really did. I wish I never said that.

"Alice? Who are you talking to?" Gil, the little boy I first talked to who also cried for unknown reason, was standing in front of the door looking at me as if I've gone insane.

"Oh, Gil. What are you doing here?" I randomly asked to avoid his question.

"Well, I can't find Oswald. Have you seen him?"

"Oswald? You mean your bunny stuffed toy?"

"He's not a stuffed toy!" Gil shouted.

"Okay, okay. Calm down. We'll find him." Jamie often shouts at people. I don't think I understand him, but I guess there's always a reason for everything in this world.

Jack and I wandered around the whole orphanage. We went to the laundry hoping that the maids must have washed Gil's stuff toy but it wasn't there. We went to the kids' play room, maybe Jamie unintentionally left it there. But it wasn't there either. Jack and I tried the kids' bedroom. Since it was to big and we'll just waste more time if we do it together, we decided to do it separately. I went to the girls' rooms while Jack is on the boys' room.

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