After everything was said and done, when North's workshop was put rightway up, Pitch appeased, the children returned home and the last of the 'infected' elves rounded up, it was decided that it was all, as per usual, Jack's fault.
The Guardian of Fun had been hanging around his favourite believers waiting for them to be done with their zombie movie so they could go and play in the snow. Jack had seen the film before, being invisible had its perks after all and sneaking into cinemas was one of them but it was a whole different atmosphere with the kids. Especially with the curtains drawn, the lights off and a couple of them hidden behind pillows.
As the film reached its climax, Jack leant forwards, aiming to put his hand on the back of the sofa only to put it on Jamie's shoulder by accident. The boy yelped in shock and bolted off of the sofa, causing all the other children to shriek and scramble away as fast as possible.
"Guys, I'm a spirit, not a..." Jack trailed off as the thought struck him. He had died and come back to life, so was he technically a zombie? Then an idea hit him and he smirked evilly, unnerving the children slightly, "Alright, you caught me." Jack informed them, "Now I'm going to have to eat your brains."
The kids looked at him, confusion on their features. At least until he took a step forward. Then with a delighted but terrified shriek of the variety that normally was only heard from kids on roller coasters, the children darted in every direction, giggling as they dodged around Jack, narrowly missing his attempts at catching them as they passed, darted out of doors and escaped any other way they could manage.
“Well at least that got them outside.” Jack chuckled to himself, “At least some of them.” He turned towards the kitchen door, listening for the sounds that would give the hiding children away. He stalked into the kitchen silently, not needing to float to be able to move without making a noise and grinned as he saw Pippa’s ever-present white hat hiding behind the bin. “Braaaains.” He groaned, only just refraining from chuckling when he heard the girl squeak. “Braaaaains.”
Pippa exploded out from her hiding place, pushing past the bin and narrowly avoiding knocking it over, though by the time she had ensured the bin wasn’t going to tip and send its contents across the kitchen floor, Jack had tapped her on the nose. Pippa yelped at the touch of frost on the tip of her nose and rubbed it quickly, before grinning at Jack for a moment before ambling out of the room slowly, groaning “Braaaaains,” as she did so.
Jack blinked after her, still a little surprised when the children joined in with whatever game he wanted to play and changed the rules without him even noticing so they could ensure he had as much fun as they did, then the winter spirit turned pretend zombie carried on looking for the other kids.
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