|✻| —- Like he often did, Jack had just been wandering around, looking for something to do when he'd come across a boy a little older than himself sitting all alone on a park bench. Honestly, the spirit had no idea why he hesitated, slowing his steps in order to examine him further. He looked like he could use some fun - and if Jack could do anything, he could bring fun. So with a grin, the frosted teenage hopped up onto the back of the park bench, balancing on the edge, and touched his staff to the wood, letting frost coat its surface














