I can love a block of wood (septiplier nutcracker AU)

Chapter 23

Jack shook his head, putting his head in one of his hands, just in disbelief. "You lied to my moody sister, just to see if i would leave?"

"Yes. Would you like to go back to your moody sister?" Jack actually thought about it for a moment, looking at Mark. "Oh, i see. You want to see your prince again."

"I do not!" He paused for a moment to think. "Well, actually i do but that isn't why i want to go back!" Rose and Godfather both laughed, making Jack turn his head away in a blushing pout and star at Mark, who had a twinkle in those eyes. "Your enjoying this, aren't you jerk." One eye dulled, almost like he winked, making jack give a very confused and concerned face. He hadn't expected to get any sort of response from him.

"Are you ok there jack?" Rose asked, sitting at the table as well with a smile. "You have that 'what the heck' face on."

"I think mark just winked at me." To prove his point, Mark did his wink thing again. "What the heck mark!" Rose and Godfather were just laughing while they watched him.

"Well, at least we know he is awake like that." Jack looked back at them with a 'really' face but then looked back at Mark, kind of grateful that they all figured out that he is awake when like that. "Oh, that means he must have been awake whenever jack has changed!" Jack turned very bright red as he continued to stay down the the nutcracker. There wasn't the slightest answer about that at all from him.

"Your probably laughing in there, so curse you." He muttered to him, poking his chest lightly. He watched his eyes twinkle, showing he was right. "Stop responding to what i say, it's driving me crazy!" And he did, but the other two were laughing behind him.

"Now Jack, leave him be and focus on the disguise plan." Rose finally said. Jack turned away from the nutcracker prince.

"What were you thinking of anyways?"

"Ok, this is going to sound really unappealing, possibly, to you but i was thinking a princess and servant thing."

"Meaning...?" Jack asked with concern in his voice.

"Someone will dress as a princess and one will act as an accompanying servant." Jack looked at Mark with a bit of a smirk. "I was thinking of you being the princess jack."

"What, why me?"

"Because your hair can be worked with, His can not." Jack groaned and touched his head on the table.

"That's not fAIR!" His voice raised when he said the rest of fair.

"Well if you broke his spell than we could change it, but you can't can you?" Rose was joking but then actually had a thought. "Wait, can you really?"

"I don't know. I broke it before i think?"

"How?"

"I don't know. How do you plan on doing this Rose? I am not entirely princess material." He changed the subject and only got a shrug.

"I'm not sure yet. I was going to figure everything out when i got back. I just need to figure out what princess i am going to make you. If only Mark was here."

"He is right there." The Irishman motioned to the nutcracker.

"You know what i mean. It's hard to figure out when he isn't here to actually talk to us."

"Yeah, i know what you mean." Jack muttered with a sigh. The girl tapped her cheek a bit with her finger as she looked around the room at all the toys.

"What can we use as inspiration...?" She asked herself quietly before roaming away from the table to a shelf of dolls. "Maybe you don't need to be a princess per say, maybe a forgien prince?" Rose pulled down a doll dressed as an Arabian princess. "Maybe one dressed like this?"

"I don't know Rose..."

"Come on jack, let's try. If it's forgien enough to them it just might work!" He saw that Rose thought it was a good idea, and knew that he probably won't be able to change it at the moment.

"Alright, we can try. But have it be red."

"Nope! We are going to go green!" She grinned as she went to the back room to gather up fabrics. The Irishman sighed and put his chin in his hands after sitting properly at the table.

"Why green?" He mumbled before he sighed and closed his eyes.

"Because Rose says. You can head home now, if you wish." He gave Godfather an questioning look.

"I haven't been here that long."

"I know but I figured you would want to be free of rose before she comes back. Go home and relax. I do believe that you will have a busy night tonight." Jack nodded a bit and paused. "What is it?" Jack looked at Mark for a moment but shook his head.

"It's nothing. Goodbye. I'll see you tonight rose." He spoke louder so Rose could hear him but got no goodbye. She was focused so probably didn't hear him. He headed out back to his house after he picked up Mark. When he got home it was quiet, meaning Allison probably fell asleep. He was very careful about going up the stairs. When he got into his room he set Mark on his bed and closed the door slowly so that there wasn't a loud noise. His bed creaked at the same time to door clicked.

"Well, that was interesting."

"Why did you not tell me your awake when your like that? I get dressed in here!"

"I know." Jack turned and looked at the prince, who had a very amused look on his face.

"I hate you."

"No you don't." Mark's smile had actually fell a bit hearing Jack say he hated him.

"Yeah, your right. I don't. But I am mad at you." Mark relaxed while Jack pointed a finger at him.

"Fine with me, sean."

"No, don't call me that. You don't get to call me that."

"Oh, you can call me Mark but I can't call you sean?"

"No. You can only call me that when there is life or death split second trouble." Mark laughed a bit hearing that.

"Fine. Now, about you being a princess."

"No!"