|If not my all-time favorite book series. It needs more love. |
especially with all the fandom drama and the horrible excuse for a movie.
House Call ch. 6 "Wait, what do you mean again?!"House Call ch. 6 by *fai-dreams
I sighed, as the anger and hatred for Pitch instantly subsided to make room for the guilt that filled me for not telling Tooth the full story. North looked to me, obviously feeling the same thing; we didn't really think the whole "Don't tell Tooth" thing through.
"Exactly that, Jack was posed again by Pitch. He was once before, right before you 'n Sandy got 'ere." I said calmly as Tooth lowered to the ground. Her face turned from panic-stricken to anger, then to confusion.
"Why weren't we informed of this then?"
I bit my lip and shrugged sheepishly. "Sandy knows, we told 'im when you lot arrived. We...we didn't wanna tell ya because you were worried enough. I know what stress does to ya..."
Tooth frowned sadly, and turned back to Jack as he slept. I could practically see then gears working in her mind, her motherly
Candy “Leo, I swear to Saturn if you do not get that out of my face-“Candy by *fai-dreams
“You’ll what?” I cut her off with a smirk, continuing to dangle the brightly-colored sweet in front of her eyes. We were laying out in the grass just beyond the strawberry fields; Reyna wanted to make sure no one would see us.
She still wanted the relationship to be kept secret, and I had to agree with her. The last thing we needed was everyone in both camps breathing down our necks.
And, I’m pretty sure her campers wouldn’t enjoy knowing that one of their praetors was dating a boy from the other camp. The whole Greek-Roman rivalry was still hot beneath the surface. Didn’t need a spark to ignite that flame.
“I’ll make sure you can’t summon that fire for a bit with your hands.”
I laughed, rolling back onto my back and letting my arm drop. She usually kept her
Colonists and Vikings "Pa, who's that?"Colonists and Vikings by *fai-dreams
A small, brown-haired little boy called out, his Irish-accented voice carrying eerily over the silenced village. The intruders stood frozen, every eye of every resident of the tiny community on them. They were large, much bigger men than the colonists had ever seen before. They were nothing like them, they knew not of who they were or where they had come from. They seemed very intimidating; carrying large swords and weird contraptions made of wood and metal. They wore horned hats upon their heads as well, adding to the frightening image they displayed.
And yet. . .
The child who'd spoken earlier suddenly rushed out from behind his mother who reached out timidly to hold him back. The boy tilted his head, and freed himself from his mother's protective grasp. He walked up to the man at the head of the newcomers, head still to one side as his arms hung loosely at his side. His eyes shifted down from the man's f
Curiosity Killed-er, Changed the Jack? pt.2 North's toy factor was big.Curiosity Killed-er, Changed the Jack? pt.2 by *fai-dreams
No, more like huge.
Tooth and I had split up in search of the little anklebiter, calling out his name and looking into every hiding spot there was at the pole. Yetis and elves eventually caught on to what had happened, and were helping us in the search for Jackson. Every minute that ticked by without even a trance of the kid only worked me up more. How'd we been so stupid to fall for one of the oldest tricks in the book?
Jack was a trouble maker. Always had been always will be, we should've known that even as a human child he'd be a handful. His poor mother probably had a lot to deal with, especially if Jack taught his little sister all of his antics. I shuddered a bit, reminding myself of what time period he'd grown up in; maybe he stirred up trouble and mischief to help them get by, back in those days, child death was common and there wasn't much to do besides adult work. Perhaps he'd get
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