Frozen Heart:7 Escape from the Nightmare KingIt was bedtime. The girl had a bath, put on her pajamas and brushed her teeth. She went to her room, eagerly awaiting tonight's bedtime story that her grandmother would tell her. Crayon drawings decorated the walls of her bedroom; they depicted she and her best friend, Jack Frost, with smiling happy faces and having winter fun.
The girl's grandmother came in to tell her Irish bedtime stories, which she listened while hugging a small felt doll of Jack Frost that her grandmother had made her. It had blue button eyes and holding a staff...it looked just like him. Once the story was finished, her grandmother kissed the girl goodnight, telling her sweet dreams.
"Gramma, sing 'Mister Sandman'," she begged. "Please! Please!"
"Can't we sing another song instead?" her grandmother laughed. "'Tis every night ye want me to sing that."
"No! Sandy will only come if you sing that song!" the girl insisted.
"Oh, is that the Sa
Frozen Heart: Chapt 6 Cold and WarmColleen was ever relieved that she got to go home. The Guardians returned to their places, saying they needed to check up on the children. While the Big Four had left, Jack Frost had stayed back to be with Colleen. He knew the Big Four had it under control so he didn't worry much.
Colleen showed Jack to her home, which was a small house on the base. Exactly as she described it: a cookie cutter. But once inside, it was cozy looking. He enjoyed how it looked on the inside more than the outside.
The floors were hardwood with some rugs in the hallway. Just to the left of the foyer was the living room, which had a brown leather couch, twin grey soft arm chairs, a large TV, a oak and glass coffee table with a few magazines, Army books, and a Waterford crystal jar filled with chocolates. Underneath the table and leather sofa was a blue Persian rug. On the wall above the sofa was the O'Shea family crest. There were pictures in frames.
"So make yourself at home," Colleen said. "I'm gonna get in
Frozen Heart: Chapt 5 Return of the GuardiansThe girl and Jack had lots of fun in the snow. Panting and flushed from the snowball fight, they lay in the white blanket and made snow angels. Once done, they looked at their winter work.
"So you have a good Christmas this year?" asked Jack.
The girl shrugged. "Mm I guess."
"What?" he asked seeing the girl's disappointed look.
"Oh. I mean the gifts were great and all. It's just...Santa didn't really bring me what I wanted. Daddy couldn't come home because he had a lot of work to do."
"I'm sorry to hear that," Jack said.
"You did give Santa my letter, right, Jack?"
"Of course," he assured her. He always kept his promise when it came to his best friend. "I made sure he got it personally. And guess what? He read it too."
The girl seemed pleased, but there was that uncertainty. Jack could sense she sort of was losing faith. The Guardians feared this all the time since it was their job to keep the chi
Frozen Heart: Chapt 4 Catching UpPitch Black was quite pleased with himself with his newfound way to spread fear. Adult nightmares were absolutely intoxicating, addicting...more potent than any drug made by man. Hearing their screams of horror was like music to his ears. Seeing them react like that in their sleep was so amusing. He couldn't wait to try it again!
Colleen was one of his favorite children to torment. She had so many fears...her most recent event that he had seen when he created her nightmare was quite delightful! He also discovered to his glee that the people she resided with had the worst traumatic life experiences and fears: men and women in the military. He felt like a kid in a candy store!
He heard a sound from somewhere and recognized the tousled mop of snow white hair. Another favorite one he liked to torment!
At the arrival of where Jack knew Pitch stayed, he hopped down the hole where a lone wooden bed frame stood in the center of the forest. He held his staff carefully and close with one h
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