older jamie bc reasons.

[undergrad]

Hey, cut it out. There's nothing embarrassing about studying fables. I'm going to be a curator — or a writer, maybe both! One day, that is. The first chapter would have to be on ... [ hmmm what a hard choice!! ] Bigfoot, obviously.

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[undergrad]

[ and while it piles up, he'll be strutting around with hands in his jacket. ]

Looks like someone got shorter.

[ there is no such thing as a 6ft person in the colonial era but there is in JAMIE'S ERA, suck it. every little thing is a victory!! ]

[snowymischief]

[Wow, someone grew up into a rude little-- Jamie, just how much did you hang around Jack these past few years.] Hey, cheap shot! I can't grow!

[undergrad]

[ HAHA >:D this is what happens when your best friend is the guardian of fun and mischief. and jamie's still a terror that jumps on his bed when excited. arm draping around jack's shoulders? check. stage-whispering? ahw yiss. ]

Don't worry, I'll go easy on you.

[ he will be gentle with you, shh shhhhh. ]

[snowymischief]

[YOU BECAME SUCH A LITTLE SHIT. Jack is so proud of you, Jamie, so proud. ;A;

But have an unimpressed Guardian.] I will freeze you. Don't think I won't.

[undergrad]

Who, me? [ big, wide brown eyesss. w;A;w nooo this isn't a western and no one is turning on their bro, how could you.

scuffing the floor, he stuffs his hands in his pockets and looks up under his hair. might do this a lot to get out of trouble. ]

C'mon, Jack, you wouldn't go that far. Best friends forever, remember?

[ he is going to massacre you with your OWN GODDAMN SNOW. ]

[snowymischief]

[... okay, give Jack a minute, you just said best friends, and he hasn't been called that in years. And I mean, years. Just let him have his really, really happy moment.] Fine, I'll just bury you under snowballs.

[undergrad]

[ scooping up a handful of snow, he takes a bite out of it and ducks down to get more. ]

You'll try, Jack. You'll try.

[ all casual and then SHOOTS SO FAST ah shit, he needs more ammo. ]

[snowymischief]

[OH NO YOU DON'T Jack is dodging that shit.] At least now I have a bigger target to aim at!

[See, Jack can cheat. One flick of his staff, and he has a pile of snowballs. Okay, maybe like two or three, he doesn't want to cheat too much. HUZZAH, THROWING THEM BACK AT YOU.]

[undergrad]

Jack, that's cheating! No fair!

[ yelling as he unsuccessfully tries to avoid getting pelted, he braves the charge and steals one of those snowballs, diving in to try and stuff it down the back of that hoodie. THIS IS HOW HE ROLLS. ]

[snowymischief]

[Jack doesn't even flinch at that.] Really, Jamie? [That's not gonna work. HE IS THE SPIRIT OF WINTER, SNOW DOES NOT MAKE HIM COLD.] I think what you were trying to accomplish was this.

[He takes one of his snowballs, and quickly flies around Jamie, pulls his Jacket out, and lets the snow fall down it.]

[undergrad]

Jack! Jack, no, JackJackJack, I will end you —!

[ shIT THERE IS SNOW

IN PLACES SFJKG so much wiggling!!

oh my god, cue some startled gasps. bursting back into furious laughter, he jumps around to try and grab onto that floating menace as his clothes soak from the inside-out. screw you, he loves the cold. this isn't over. ]

[snowymischief]

[Jack floats just a little out his reach, and doesn't even bother trying to hold his laughter back. This moment is golden.]

Didn't you say you were going to kick my butt?

[undergrad]

[ impotent with frustration, he grabs handfuls of snow and flings it willy-nilly. ]

You are such a rotten cheater!

[ glancing around, he scrambles up scrappily onto a park bench why not and aims from there. cold red fingers ignore the chill in his hands. ]

I'll make sure my roommate closes the window so you can't get in, you wait!

[snowymischief]

Hey, there's still snowballs around if you wanna take 'em. [SERIOUSLY he left a few lying around.]

You mean you'd lock your best friend out? That's cruel. [LOOK AT THIS FACE look how hurt he is :'( except for the part where it's an act.]

[undergrad]

[ OPLS. ]

And I'll turn the heating up.

[ bbmama don't need no snowball handouts, he'll make his own. aiming for a leg, pchoooo. ]

[snowymischief]

No more snow days for you, young man. [And you are grounded!!!! Okay, no, Jack can't do that. He will, however, let that snowball hit him, and aim for his chest with his own snowball.]

[undergrad]

[ 'let'. his masterful aim is clearly the reason that touched down and he will not be convinced otherwise!! jumping off the bench, he throws one last ball and lands with a yelp, slipping as he ducks. ]

Yeah, right! I believe you, thousands wouldn't.

[snowymischief]

[Whatever helps you sleep at night, Jamie. Jack has to hide a snicker as Jamie falls, then offers him a hand to help him up.] Just you wait. Tomorrow? There won't be so much as a snowflake. Maybe I'll head up to Canada, and give those kids some snow days.

[undergrad]

[ clasping that cool hand, he straightens and huffs, covered in snow. ]

I don't care, do what you want.

[ hmphhhhh!!! ]

[snowymischief]

[Ruuuuude, Jamie!] Fine. Winter's almost over, anyway, I have to head some place colder.

[undergrad]

No, wait! [ ffngh clasping that hoodie. ] You have to make it snow really hard, hard enough that all my classes get canceled. Please? Please?

[snowymischief]

[He's getting mixed signals here.] You just said you don't care what I do.

[undergrad]

Well ... maybe I care a little.

[ eh, chagrined smile. ]

Or a lot.

[snowymischief]

[He smiles back, floating up a little to be on eye level with him.] I'll give you the biggest snow day you've ever seen.

[He pauses, and then.] But... can my book get a better title than "Yellow Snow"?

[undergrad]

[ laughing breathlessly, he shakes his head and takes a moment before looking back up. tugging on a rope-pull to get them even. ]

Jack, the only book worth writing first is going to be all about you. [ pausing. ] And I'm working on a new title already.