Teen Guardian Parents Chapter 6

Life With Jack Frost: Teen Guardian Parents

Chapter 6: The Kid's Doubt

You're walking with the winter spirit at dawn. Kids were still asleep as well as your son. Jack played with his staff by swirling it and tossing it around. Suddenly, without a notice, you went to the place where you and Jack first met.

The young guardian stopped and you passed him about two steps before you turned to look at him. "What?" you asked curiously.

"We're here again." Responded Jack and kissed your forehead.

You looked round you and knew what he's talking about. You giggled and pushed the winter spirit. Jack jumped back and hang himself on the tree branch upside down and you saw his hood behind his head.

You laughed heartily and walked to the young guardian. "Hey… I need to go somewhere today alright?" you said and the wind became calm and quiet.

"Oh… so you won't see Jef today?" asked Jack sadly and touched your cheeks.

"I'll see him maybe this evening." You responded.

"Ok… I'll tell him later, then." Said Jack and brushed your silver hair.

Suddenly Jack put his hand at the back of your head and moved it closer to his but you tugged the blue string in front of his jacket then his face was now covered with his hood.

You laughed and the winter spirit gave a smirk. "What are you doing? Don't you wan-"

Then you cut him off by giving him a warm kiss. He didn't see it coming, literally and he kissed back deeper. You gave a light laugh when you had a chance and put your lips again on his.

"Watch over him ok?" you said and kissed deeper.

"I will. Be careful and be back as soon as you can." Said Jack and pushed your head to and kissed you passionately and madly.

It lasted for a few minutes and then when Jack can't feel your lips anymore he sighed.

"And she's gone… I hate it when she does that." He whispered and took off his hood and stood on the ground.

He rested his staff on his shoulders and walked at a slow pace to the orphanage where his son's waiting for him. "Wonder what we'll do today…" murmured Jack and grinned excitedly.

"Now that (F/n)'s not around, maybe we can snow gliding with the deadly vehicles."

Jef just finished eating and it's time for him to take a good look at the gifts that the guardians gave him last night. He first checked if the place was clear before he took out the box under his bed.

He opened it and grinned. "Best birthday ever…" he whispered as he opened the box. "I knew it wasn't a dream."

The boy smiled and laugh with delight as he changed his bed sheet and pillow with the Sandman's gift. Then he hid the Easter Bunny's magical eggs in his drawer carefully and secretly. He knows that if the bullies found out about this, they will surely break it and smash it impulsively.

"There… it will be safe here… I hope… " Murmured the winter spirit's son.

There once a time when the bullies look into his stuff without his permission. When he came back from school, his roommate, was tangled up and the whole place was a mess. His clothes were on the floor, his homeworks, that he answered with effort and time, got crumpled and his flute, his precious instrument was surprisingly gone. At first he panicked but then, after hours of searching, he found it in his sock drawer.

Jef knew that someone was here when the kids messed up with his things. You were there. While the kids were beating up his roommate you gingerly took the flute and hid somewhere that the bullies won't bother looking.

Your son smiled when he remembered the first time he met you and he can remember it all too well. He has an impressive memory cause he is no ordinary boy as you know it. The winter spirit's son was four years old back then and he's in the garden of the orphanage building, crying quietly to himself.

The kids, not orphans, were messing with his feelings and about his personal life. They would tease him and nag him continually about his parents leaving him. Then you came and sat beside Jef without him noticing. At first he felt afraid but when you talked to him using your silk like voice and hug him with your protective arms, you earned the boy's trust.

Since then, the two of you would meet with him at the garden and talked and laughed to forget he boy's worries and problems. You and Jack had been with him as far as he can remember. Sometimes he's having visions like when he was an infant and he can hear your voice but can't see your face clearly.

But in his mind, he knows that that's impossible. Jef knew that both of you can't have a kid or kids. Now he only thinks of it as a dream.

Your son then took out the marble toothbrush that the Tooth fairy gave and replaced his old one. Jef doesn't know where to put the dagger. But then he decided to hide it under his mattress where no one can see it.

And lastly, you and the winter spirit's gift. The young boy looked at it and his eyes became softer as he stared at it. Suddenly he heard a loud sound coming from the attic. He jumped and gazed at the ceiling and heard the sound again.

Jef got curious and put the gift down. He carefully went up, avoiding no one can see him. The young guardian's son hadn't been in the attic before. It will surely be dusty up there but he wants to know who or what is making that sound.

The door was ajar and Jef looked behind him before he entered. The kid closed the door behind him gently and coughed a couple of times. He looked around the place and it's covered with and and spider webs.

All he can see was gray and cloths covering different old appliances. Then he remembered something about this place. The things in the attic belong to the orphans, meaning the things that his/her parents left before he/she got abandoned.

The children slowly forget these things until they don't fully remember or even don't care about it at all. But Jef's parents left something that he will never forget or will treat it as a nothing.

But there's something that got the boy's attention. A little blue basket. It's not fully blue cause it's already covered with dull colored dust. Jef wiped off the dust and looked at it attentively.

"I know this… I know that I've seen this one before…" he whispered and took off the cover. He saw a small rattle with frost at the top of it. The little boy picked it up and shook it and heard a bell sound instead of the normal tone of a normal rattle we hear.

"Why do I have… a feeling that… THEY'RE hiding something from me…" thought Jef.

"And what do you think you're doing here?" a voice roused that made the kid jump. He quickly covered the blue basket with the dirty cloth. He stared here and there trying to see where the voice came from. Then the winter spirit appeared out of nowhere while leaning on his staff as he gazed at his son.

"I- I heard a- lo- loud sound coming from here and… I checked it out." Stammered the boy and didn't look at the winter spirit.

"And… did you find something?" asked Jack sternly and walked to the boy.

"No- no… " said his son shyly and not that audible.

"Then what are you looking at there lately?" asked the winter spirit and crouched down pairing with the boy's level.

"Tha- that? Oh, it's no- nothing. It's just a small crib like a basket. I'm just intrigued by it." Responded the boy still not looking at him.

"Intrigued? Why is that?" asked Jack with his brow raised.

"It- It's nothing." Murmured Jef.

"Come on… you can tell me. (F/n)'s not around. You can trust me right?" said the young guardian with a grin.

"Well…" started the boy and glanced at the basket. "I have this… feeling that… that belongs to me and I can feel it." Added the boy.

Jack deterred himself from reacting to what the boy just said. He knows the answer and he also knows that Jef's getting closer, too close. "He must not know…" thought the winter spirit.

"Jack…" said the boy that broke the silence, "You said that… you and (F/n) have been watching over me. Do you know who my parents are?"

The young guardian stared at the floor and sighed deeply. Jef's eager to know the answer but Jack said, "No… sorry Jef. But (F/n) saw you in alone when you're just a baby and she's the one who sent you to the orphanage." Reasoned Jack.

"Oh… I see…" said Jef sounded disappointed. "I wonder where they are now…"

Jack never felt this lonely before since you disappeared a few years ago. To lighten things up the winter spirit invited his son to play snowball fight outside just the two of them and play snow gliding after.

It's already dark and you're not still around. Jack and Jef sat in the garden while waiting for you. Three hours had passed and your son fell asleep without him noticing. Jack sighed deeply and carried the boy back in his room.

He stayed beside him and brushed the boy's brown soft hair and whispered, "Your parents are always with you. And they want you to know that they dreadfully love you. They don't want to leave you but they have to. It's for your own good."

Instantaneously, someone knocked on the window and Jack gingerly opened it. You entered inside and realized that you're too late, the boy's already asleep and you don't want to wake him up.

"I'm sorry Jack… I tried-"

"It's ok…" interrupted the winter spirit and planted a kiss on your forehead. "I understand."

"So how is he?" you asked and grinned.

You noticed that there's something wrong with Jack's expression. Something sad. You cupped his cheeks and he closed his eyes feeling your warm touch.

"Did something happen?" you asked worriedly.

"(F/n)… he went to the attic earlier." Responded the winter spirit.

Your eyes got shocked d you gazed at your sleeping kid and looked back at Jack and whispered, "Did he find out?"

"Not exactly but… he saw the basket." Said Jack.

"What did he say? Did he ask questions?"

Jack didn't answer back and you knew that the boy did ask a few questions. "Let's not talk here." You suggested and the winter spirit agreed but before you left you kissed the boy;s cheek and greeted him good night.

"You're growing up so fast…" you whispered and grinned, "Sweet dreams sweet heart."