Jack struggled to get the rope undone. To make matters worse, he was gaged. Just then, a hole formed in the ground, and the Easter bunny hopped out.
“Crikey! Dumb holes, led me to the wrong place!” he said, looking around. Jack gave a muffled grunt. Bunnymund (Easter bunny) wheeled around, eggs at the ready.
“Oh, it's just you, frostbite. How'd you get yourself tied up?” Bunnymund ungaged Jack to let him speak. Jack explained everything.
“Wait... so you're telling me you've gone head over heels for a human?” Bunny said, shocked.
Jack flushed, “Shut up, let's just go.” They both raced out of the shack, and went looking for Reese.
Pitch smirked. He walked over to Reese and sat down next to her. He knew he had to act fast, Jack was probab…Read more >
Pitch caught up with Jack in no time. He grabbed Jack and took him to the old shack. He tied Jack up and morphed into Jack, only with gray eyes instead of full-blown blue ones.
Pitch flew to Reese's house, and waited. He waited until next morning. He climbed through the window and sat down. “Hi.” Reese said, looking up from her book. “Hey.” Pitch said, looking around. This was going to be fun, and he hoped that he would be staying for a while.
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“I got the hot chocolate!” She smiled, and put one next to jack and held onto hers. He was staring at Pitch angrily. The girl suddenly looked worried.
“Jack, are you alright?” she asked, setting down her mug and walking over to him and sitting down next to him.
“It's nothing, just, talking with a.....friend.” Jack answered, looking at the girl. The girl looked up at where Pitch was standing, and saw nothing. Jack lifted his arm, put his hand on the girl's cheek, and made her head turn to face him.
“Reese,” He said, growing grim. “You know those shadows that form when there is nothing casting it? When you feel someone watching you? That is a person named Bogeyman, and we call him Pitch black, and he is as real as real can be.…
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Okay, this is my first blog, so, I wanted to share a story (well... fanfiction) with you guys, so, without further ado, here's the first two paragraphs:
Pitch sat in a very old, and singed shack, in the woods far away from Arizona. And what he was doing, to the naked eye, was just sitting, head in hands. But, he was actually thinking, thinking of a way to ruin Jack Frost. Pitch decided that he would first go and find Jack, then watch him for a while, to find his weakness, or, weak spot. Pitch floated up and out of the shack, and tried to pinpoint where Jack might be. He focused on Arizona, and a twisted smile crept across his face. He flew over to Arizona, and flew into a neighborhood, and to a house, and peered in the window. What he saw…Read more >