#hallowseve312

“My favorite? That would have to be either ask-anklebiter, hallows-eve312 or jacklynn-the-frost.”

Jack Frost entered his cave that night, just like he always did. And, just like always, Eve would be there, ready to greet him. She wasn’t there, wrapping her arms around him. “Eve?” He called, his lone voice echoing off the walls. The light of his staff cast his shadow on the ground. Casting a bit more light, he saw her. Only a small bit of blood was on her chest. On the wall was a note. ‘If I can’t have her, no one can.’ It was signed by Dante. In his chest, he could feel his heart break. He ran out of the cave and onto the frozen lake, tears mixing with the ice. Collapsing on the ground, he clutched at himself, arms wrapping around his chest where hers were supposed to be. He was falling apart and he couldn’t stay here. He didn’t have anywhere else to go.

**Ooh… That one’s tough… I’m torn between ask-anklebiter and hallows-eve312.**

**Where did all my rp partners go?**

“Do you really think that, sweetie?”

**Where did all my rp partners go?**

He stood bewildered for several long moments, he had to register what had just happened and realize that it was technically his first real kiss (any his other half received remained null to him).  And suddenly a bitter wind whisked him up after her, he used it to slow her down and stop hovered upside down in front of her."Hey it's not very fair if you don't let me return the favor Eve~ You didn't even ask me to be your Valentine." He teased with a grin.  Of course, he'd hide that he was actually quite flustered from the gesture, if he could still blush he would have been red to the ears.  But nobody needed to know that.