Jack Frost~

by Shadowstalker

Rating: mature
Tags: Crossover, Human, Gore, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Other, Original Character, Comedy
Length: 12531

Everyone's favorite arctic killer is back!

Jack Frost, the psychopath, murderer, snowy madman we all love to fear is back! Now, he's in Equestria. Now, he's got a buddy to help and this time there isn't some rinky-dink, back water town sheriff to get in his way.

New body, new victims, old killer.

Published 2013-01-31 12:50:02 UTC
Last updated 2013-02-10 01:44:07 UTC

Carrot heart stop.

"So, mind telling me where the hell am I?" Jack asked, trailing behind Frost.

"Your in Equestria. Home of Princess Celestia, Princess Luna and the imprisoned Discord. Although, I think they released him and now he's on their side. I can't say for certain."

"Huh. Equestria." He said to himself. "Where I came from, there wasn't any of this." He waved around with a snowy arm. "Just a bunch of assholes with guns, anti-freeze, blowdryers and bug spray. Here, there's just a bunch of literal assholes."

"Not as many as you would think. Now, I suppose I'm going to have to go in?"

"Actually, why not together? Never done a tag team killing."

"But I insist my frozen acquaintance, you are the guest in the land."

"Alright; I wonder if she has any coal for my eyes and buttons?" He Jack pondered.

"I think your about to find out. Were coming up to her farm now."

Jack looked ahead and saw a small rock house with a thatch roof. A small chimney sprouting out from the side, letting a bit of smoke rise into the air. Behind the house was an immense garden.

"Why don't we let her take you in?" Jack asked. "Think about it, I was reckless when I was caught. I think now it's time to play helpless and kill at the same time."

"What a splendid idea!" Cackled Frost. "We act like we were going to buy some vegetables and run into town screaming bloody murder! Brilliant!"

"I think the residents are the ones who'll be screaming bloody murder." Jack pointed out sadistically.

"They won't even get the chance when we catch up." Frost grinned. "Now, how to convince her to let a complete stranger in?"

"I've got an idea, hold still. Oh, and this'll probably make the hair on your butt freeze off."

Carrot Top was silently mixing a pot of water, boiling it for the ingredients. A knock was heard and she looked at the door before noticing a shadow underneath the frame. When she opened it, she put a hoof to her mouth and led the griffon in.

"Can I help you?" Carrot Top asked, brushing some snow off the griffon's coat and feathers.

"Yes... Actually. I came here to buy some carrots, if there are any for sale? All I need is one for some soup I was going to make." The griffon smiled innocently.

"Oh, why don't you take this one," she handed him a straight carrot from the bunch. "It's... Where'd all the snow on you go?" She asked, looking at the now smirking griffon, who was sharpening his talons. "Did it just get colder in here? Or is it just me?" She smiled nervously.

"Actually, I think it's me."

She was picked up by a set of cold, white mitten like hands. She was turned around and immediately started to scream before the griffon shoved a stalk of celery down her throat.

"I'll take that." The snow man said, taking the carrot from her. He looked at her, shaking in his grasp. "Calm down, what's your name?"

She stopped and muffled her name, tears streaking down her eyes from the lack of air.

"Carrot Top, now, you look a bit cold." He caste a glance towards the boiling pot of water. "I know what'll make you feel better. Some nice hot, carrot soup!"

Before her eyes could even widen he threw her into the boiling stew pot and Frost slammed the lid down, holding it until the kicking stopped.

He opened the lid and looked inside to see Carrot Top, her coat bubbled in places, exposing blistered and bubbling skin. Her eyes, shriveled up in her head.

"Just like momma used to make." Jack said. "Come on Frost, we've got to play our part again."

"Forgetting something?" Frost tossed Jack some coal stones.

"About time." Jack mumbled, placing the stones in the correct places. "And done! Now I'm complete again."

"Yes, but is that the only look you have?" Frost asked, rolling his talon.

"I don't know. I can do a puddle. Never tried anything else before." Jack Shrugged.

Snow started to melt off him, forming a puddle around the base. His arms thinned and patches of blue ice formed, making sleeves as bony fingers came out from hands. Each finger ending in a blue tip of ice, the bone visible further back. His chest became thinner, the snow only adding to the liquid at his feet. It became blue ice too, with black ice right above the collar leading to his head.

His head had lost most of the mass but kept the white snow inside it. His coal eyes fell off, replaced by two light green ones with pin prick pupils, almost sinking impossibly deep into his head. His carrot nose sticking out, a few ice-sickles hanging off. He didn't have any ears, but his hair had been replaced with black ice, every piece sticking back in a razor point. His jaw formed, exposing large, gleaming, white teeth that spread wide.

He examined himself, from his slush feet to his new head. He gave a grin and a hoarse laugh.

"Looks like I got myself a new look after all." His grin, going up to where his ears would be made a crack in his face. "Come on Frost, lets go mingle with the locals."

"I have a feeling were going to be the interest of the towns folk, atleast until they discover the bodies."

They both made their way out, Jack closing the door and locking it with snow before taking that back and following Frost. Jack had his arms crossed behind his back as his two legs slid through the snow. He looked over and saw Frost shaking a bit.

"Little cold?" He asked cheekily.

"No... I'm burning up." He rolled his eyes.

"Guess you wont mind if I cool you-the hell is that thing racing towards us?"

Jack got a confused and slightly worried look on his face before noticing it was another pony.

"Time to act." Jack said out of the corner of his mouth.

Pinkie bolted up to them, sparing a curious glance and extremely physical snooping on Jack. He set her down and let her talk.

"What are you? I've never seen anything like you before? Where'd you come from? Are there more of you? Who's your-"

"Please!" Frost cried, gripping her shoulders, his eyes wide in fake panic. "You've got to help us, there's been a murder!"

She stopped talking, her smile fell and her pupils shrunk to pin pricks.

"M-Murder...?" She whispered.

"Yes, very tragic. We found a woman seemingly boiled to death in her own home." Jack said, his green eyes looking downward. "She was a farmer, small house, big garden of vegetables. An orange hair due and yellow fur. You know her maybe?"

"C-Carrot Top!?" She began to panic, her little heart giving up. "Come with me! The killer might still be out here! It's not safe for you two!"

She grabbed the two unknown murderer's and rapidly dragged them to town. She didn't notice though, that she was only dragging Frost and Jack's arm she had torn off. He was left there, face-palming with his free hand before melting down and following.

Poor Frost was being pelted by snow while the pink mare ran. She finally stopped, right in the middle of the street.

"Oh no! They go the freaky and slightly ugly thing I just met!" She said, cradling his arm.

"I'm not dead ya dumb bitch. Now," Jack rose from the ground, everyone in the vicinity turning to the snow monster. "I think you have something that belongs to me?" He extended his attached arm.

"Whoops, sorry." She gave a small smile as he reattached his arm. "What was I doing again?"

"You were about to go nutty and start yelling about your friend." Jack said sarcastically.

"Oh yeah..." Her face became expressionless. "Help! Carrot Top's been murdered! Somepony killed Carrot Top!" She cried, lunging at the griffon.

He gave a slight grimace but rubbed her back as she cried into his feathers.

The crowd around them was standing still, eyes wide as some of the hurried off to tell others. Eventually, five ponies came though.

"Pinkie! What happened? What happened to Carrot Top?" Twilight asked.

"S-She's been murdered...!" Pinkie cried, letting go of the griffon and sitting in the snow.

"M-Murdered? There hasn't been one in Equestria for only a few days... And the culprit was sent to be executed today." She explained.

Jack looked at Frost, Frost returned a wink. Jack went back to looking saddened by the events even if he was relishing them.

"So, who are these guys?" Rainbow Dash asked, flying up to Jack. "Or better yet, what is this thing?"

"The one to give you a serious case of frostbite if you don't get out of my face." Jack said, making his teeth longer.

"Please, you and what army?" She smirked.

Multiple snowmen rose from the ground around them, snowballs with teeth and green eyes filling in the gaps. They both looked shocked, but Jack had his his well hidden before a smile cracked his head again.

"Does that answer your question?" They all spoke in unison. He raised a hand and lowered it dramatically, making his army disappear.

"Now that was awesome." She said. "Alright, you made your point. Backing off now." She smiled, landing on the ground.

"I'll go write to the princess," Twilight said. "Pinkie, why don't you welcome Mr... I'm sorry, what are your names?"

"Iron Wing." The griffon replied.

She nodded and looked at the snow man, staring at his teeth and green piercing eyes.

"Jack Frost, madam." He gave a bow, letting a quick smile flash before raising himself up again.

"Well, before Pinkie brings the welcome wagon. Why don't you two go with Rarity to Sugarcube Corner?" Twilight sighed, rubbing away a tear forming.

"That sounds delightful." They both replied.

"Well, this way then. The guards will be here soon." Rarity said.

Inside themselves, both of the killers were smiling uncontrollably, wanting nothing more then to kill the town.

'Looks like a killer blizzard just arrived. And this time,' Jack thought, plucking two twigs off the ground and placing them above his eyes. 'Locking your doors wont do you any good.'

No meltdown?

Jack and (Iron Wing.) Were going through town, waving at some of the mainly non-frozen in fear ponies.

"So, Mr Frost." Rarity began.

"Please," he raised a hand. "Just Jack or Jack Frost will do. I cant stand when people do that sorta crap with me. Hated it with my lawyer."

She flinched at his choice of language, but continued on. "Lawyer you say? Why did you need a lawyer?"

"Attempted execution." He lied. "A bunch of southern hicks decided to give me a dip in a pool of anti-freeze. And then they buried me in an unmarked grave." He spat.

"That's-"

"Cold hearted?" He laughed. "Trust me, I think I've got the coldest heart around. Do I even have a heart?" He put a finger to his lip. "I'll figure it out later." He shrugged.

"So, what was it you did before?"

"I was a butcher."

She blanched a little and decided to keep looking ahead.

Sugarcube Corner came up. To jack and his associate, it looked like another Christmas decoration. A giant ginger-bread house, lined with icing, candy and cakes in the front window.

Rarity went in, holding the door as Frost went in. He gave a curt thank you before looking back to see Jack standing at the door, eyes switching around the room.

"I don't like it here." He said. "Too many damn ovens and candles and other things with fire. Things that'll make me melt like a snowball in hell."

"Right, why don't you just take a seat over by the window?" Frost implied. "Away from the fire."

Jack looked over at the booth and shrugged before sitting down, idly inspecting one of his fingers when Rarity came over with a mug of hot chocolate.

"Well, I'm guessing your new to Equestria?" She asked.

"You could say that." He said. "You never see a snowman before?"

"A snowpony yes," his eyebrows raised. "But not a living one that didn't use magic. How are you alive?"

"Oh, I was in a prison transport getting ready to be executed when it crashed, a tanker full of acid melted me into a puddle and then I became a snowman. Long story short, I was a prisoner, I melted, I turned into a snowman, and you know the rest."

"Well, that's horrible. Would you care for anything? I mean, you have had quite a rough time obviously."

"Can I get a smoke?" He asked.

"A what?" She stopped, frowning slightly.

"Y'know." He put two fingers up to his lips, inhaled and then exhaled. "A smoke, cigarette, corn pipe even a cigar."

"I wouldn't have any." She said. "Maybe an iced coffee? Latte perhaps? Something to take your mind off the one body."

"One?" He said. "When I got out of my containers, I found four more."

"Four!?" She dropped her mug and the liquid fell on his hand.

He flipped the table over her, grabbing his hand and yelling.

"God dammit! That fucking hurts!" He yelled, opening his hand, he saw his other hand completely unharmed. "The hell?"

"Why didn't you say there were more!?" Rarity yelled. "Iron Wing, I need to go see Twilight. It's an emergency!"

She ran out of the store, leaving them alone.

"This is new." Jack held out his hand. "Hey Frost, check this out. My hand didn't melt."

the griffon, sitting at the counter looked over and saw Jack's hand still intact. He hadn't even bothered to look when the yelling had started.

"Yes, still icicles." He said. "Anything else you'd like to point out?"

"Frost, shut up. Now, where's the closest jug of anti-freeze?"

"Anti-freeze? The same liquid that you had been nearly killed in and imprisoned in?" Frost said more than asked. "Why would you want to find any of that?"

"I need to test something." He slid over to Frost and ringed the bell a few times. "Hey! Anyone here!? I'd like to get a drink!"

"Welcome to Sugarcube Corner! How may I take your order?" Pinkie asked popping up.

"Gah! Dammit don't do that!" Jack and Frost jumped back.

"Sorry, so, what would you two like to drink?" She asked with a large smile.

"A hot coffee, black and no sugar." Frost ordered.

"You have any anti-freeze?" Jack asked.

She ran into the kitchen and came back as soon as the door closed with a jug of anti-freeze and a coffee on her back.

"Here ya go! On the house!"

"Mind if I get a glass?" Jack asked.

She stuck a hoof in her mane before placing a clean shot glass in front of him.

He uncapped the jug and poured a small amount into the glass.

"Iron, take this in case I melt." Jack said taking off his arm and handing it to the griffon. He swished the green fluid around before his eyes. "Past the teeth, through the gums and over the tongue... This is going to hurt like a bitch." He threw his head back and drank the liquid.

He coughed and grabbed his neck, choking as he fell to the floor, where he started to melt. In a matter of seconds, there was nothing left but a white slush, a carrot, a scarf, coal stones and twigs.

"Is he..." Pinkie couldn't finish her sentence as the reality set in.

"I'm not dead!" Jack yelled. "I just melted."

Jack started to freeze up again, rubbing himself smooth. He took back his arm from Frost and used it to down the rest of the jug.

"Well, that was-" he hiccuped in the middle of the sentence. "Oh, I think that isn't-" he gave a belch before hunching over. "I think I'm going to throw up!"

He knealed over by the counter and a snowball came flying out. It rolled outside when Rarity stepped back in.

"I hope I'm not interrupting, but we have a very big problem outside."

"Problem?" Jack and Frost said simultaneously.

A roar cut through the air and behind Rarity a flaming cart was smashed against the pavement.

"A dragon." She smiled. "And it's mad because the pegasai made it snow."

"And what are the others doing to help?" Jack asked.

"We can't do anything. Dragons are magic resistant and their scales are almost indestructible. We have to wait-"

"Out of my way, I'll take care of this hard ass." Jack said sliding past her. Frost quickly following behind.

"What!? You can't fight a dragon! It'll kill you!"

"Please, I'm a grade-A psychopath. I'll take care of your little lizard problem; come on Iron. We've got work to do."

As they left Rarity, Frost turned to Jack, a suspicious look in his eyes.

"What are you playing Jack? We're trying to blend in, not bring attention to ourselves."

"And what better way then to say their little town? Save them, they trust us, they trust us, the faster we can pick em' off." He caught a glimpse of something green moving through the street, smoke pouring up above. "Damn..."

The dragon was no bigger than a house. It was a dark green with yellow eyes, one wing was scarred while the other had apparently been torn off. It saw the griffon and snowman before giving a deep chuckle.

"This is what the ponies sent to fight me? A griffon and a snowball? Pathetic."

"Frost, take this one off. I got this." Jack said changing back to his larger snowman form. "Hey asshole! Say that to my face!"

The dragon arched his head back and let out a torrent of fire, Jack melted down into the snow, taking his cola buttons and carrot nose. He re-appeared next to the dragon.

"Missed me!"

The dragon swiped at Jack, cutting his head off. They both melted before the thinner Jack stood in front of the dragon again.

Jack sped forward, shooting ice spikes at the beast as it merely flinched from each impact. Jack gave a grunt before going up to his leg, opening his mouth to cracking point and sinking his elongated teeth into its hide.

The dragon gave a roar, throwing Jack off and attempting to mend his wound.

"What's wrong? Got a little frostbite?" Jack laughed. "You better be ready! Cause' this snowman ain't playing around anymore!"

Jack went forward again and slid under the dragon, trailing a spike under it's soft underbelly making a frozen cut.

"What's wrong?" jack asked. "Not feeling well? Well, you know what the say," he raised a large ice spike through the dragons leg. "Break a leg for good luck."

The dragon gave another roar of pain and fired off another inferno of heat. When he saw Jack still standing his hopes decreased.

"You seem like you have a hot head, why not let me cool you off?" He gave another grin before melting down.

The dragon searched around everywhere, feeling a liquid go up his fore-legs, he looked and saw a carrot following the liquid.

"What's wrong? Getting cold feet?" Jack laughed a she stood upon the dragons back, putting his carrot back on.

He stuck his hands onto the dragons back and a layer of frost began to surround him. Soon, ice went through him and down the dragon, freezing it solid.

It tried to get him to stop but the ice had taken over his lower neck. All it could do is make a few choking noises before being frozen completely.

Jack looked at the frozen dragon, almost in thought. He raised his hand and smashed it down onto the dragon's head. It exploded in red chunks, leaving him standing on the body.

"There wasn't a need to lose your head, I was only trying to help." Jack grinned.

He slid down as Rarity came running back, a battalion of guards with her. When she saw him, she stopped and gasped.

"What? I did say I was a psychopath." Jack said. "Hey, the hell is my scarf?"

"Would this be it?" Frost held up a smoldering piece of cloth.

"Aw hell." He threw down his scarf and looked at the guards. He slid towards them, eying them. "The fuck are you doing here?"

"We were called to take care of the dragon." One in a purple armor said.

"Right," Jack nodded. "As you can see. I put it little tantrum on ice."

"Right, now, since were here. Can you show us where the other bodies are?" Shining Armor asked.

Jack looked back towards the edge of town.

"Not a clue. I guess go west after you find that carrot chick's home."

"Thank you. Guards, clean this up while I go and investigate."

They gave a salute before attempting to move the body.

Jack saw them struggling and decided to help.

"Here, where do you need this thing?" He asked.

"Excuse me?" One of the guards asked.

"Where do you need this thing?"

"Just by the forest, right over there." The guard pointed out towards the edge of town. A thick canopy of trees ahead of it.

With a flick of his wrist, Jack sent the carcass and remains sliding to the edge of the Everfree.

"Well," Frost said smiling. "That was unexpected."

"Yeah, I guess it was." Jack laughed.

"Dada?"

Jack and Frost looked down and saw a small little snowballling, he had two little charcoal eyes and two arms open wide, expecting a hug.

"Why hello there." Jack said picking it up. "And where did you come from little fella?"

"Dada." It pointed at Jack's stomach.

"Congratulations, you threw up an egg." Frost clapped.

"I guess I have a son now. Come on, you get to ride with daddy Jack." He stuck his finger towards the little guy, it snapped and he jerked his hand back. "Hey, I'm not on the menu." It pointed to the other Jack. "No, you leave him alone. You kill when I say so."

It looked at him for a second before snuggling up to his chest and began to snore.

"Atta boy, sleep tight. Don't let the snow bite."

Author's Note

the next chapter will have no blood, killing wise atleast. it will be more of a comedy scenario.

Ice heart to mammal heart talks.

Frost watched in slight amusement as Jack gently bounced the small snowballing in his arms, cooing at it. A real, fatherly smile on his face.

"Come on Jack, don't you think it's time to go see about a residence?" Frost asked.

"Wha? Oh, yeah." He nodded. "Need a place to stay don't we? Why not see if, one of the locals will take us in? Maybe that white one..." He tapped an iced finger against his chin in thought.

"That was awe-"

Jack snapped towards Rainbow Dash, shushing her. His shush sounded more of a hiss, but she remained quiet.

"What do you want?" Jack asked. "My kid's trying to sleep here."

She looked down and saw the small snowballing snoring. She got a confused look on her face, switching from the snowballing to him.

"Aren't you a guy?" She asked.

"I threw him up. End of story. Now," he slid a little closer. "What do you want?"

"Uh... To congratulate you." She tapped her fore-hooves together.

"Well, now that you've congratulated us, would you mind helping us find a place to stay?"

"You'll have to talk with Mayor Mare." She said. "Just go to the big round building in the middle of town."

"Mayor... Mare?" Jack said. "Are you screwing with me?"

"No. That's what everypony calls her. She is the mayor and she's a mare."

He raised a twig eyebrow.

"It's more of an inside joke with the town." She rolled her eyes. "I'll take you to her."

Jack smiled, numerous thoughts of ways to kill that one mare, the many jokes he could make. But then, he frowned, knowing he could only kill her once.

Jack slid through the snow, cradling his son while Frost ran to keep up.

A large building, three stories high rose up from a stone foundation. a few pillars surrounded the entrance, a large set of oak doors in the front. Four banner hung from the sides. One red with gold trimming and a sun in the middle. The second was a deep blue with silver trimmings and a moon in the middle.

"Looks about the same as any other mayor's office I've seen. And I've only seen one... Atleast I think it was an office?" Jack pondered. "Me and Wings here will just go in. You, I don't care what you do. Just don't involve us." He waved her off while he slid up the steps, leaving a trail of ice behind him. Frost ruffled his feathers slightly before going up.

Jack opened the door and a chilled breeze went through the room.

It had yellow paint fading on the walls, wooden beams supporting the walls and ceiling. A cream colored mare sitting behind a desk tried to catch a stack of papers from flying away, but her wings prevented the required mobility. Defeated, she sat back up and picked up a pair of reading glasses, looking up from a board she had, her eyes widened at the sight of Jack.

He tapped a icy finger on the desk, leaning down he exhaled a small gust of frozen air from slits next to his carrot nose; making her shiver as his fave cracked again from another smile. His eyes looking like glowing emeralds in the black sockets.

"Me and my associate are here to speak with the mayor." He said.

"S-Sorry... She's on break." The mare said, shaking from fear and the cold.

He gave a snort, making another blast of arctic cold air hit her.

"Alright," he pinched the the ice between his eyes. "Is she in atleast?"

"Y-yes. H-her office is right over there." The mare pointed to the right.

"Jack, stop before you give her a heart attack." Frost said. "We can come back later."

"Here, hold junior." Jack said, handing the now awoken snowballing over. "I'll be right back."

"S-Sir! You can't..."

Jack swerved around to meet the mare in a second, she blinked before her brain caught up. She jumped back into her seat to look up at Jack.

He raised his iced hands in a grabbing motion, the crack reforming. He shut his eyes before jumping forward, his hands at his head as he blew a small wave of air onto her, yelling. His bottom jaw hanging lower than it should.

Her eyes rolled back in her head and her body went limp. Her muzzle slammed on the desk before she fell to the floor.

"Junior," Jack said getting his son's attention. "Don't eat anyone while I'm gone. Especially Frost. Now, daddy's going to go talk with a nice lady to get us a home. You be good and make sure to hack a mess of spit on the interns papers."

He melted down, carrying his carrot nose, coal buttons and scarf, he washed under the door and gathered himself in a thick puddle.

He re-froze and now stood in a warmed office. A brown mare with a greying mane in a bun, sitting at a desk. Holding a quill in mid-stroke. She looked up and fixed her collar.

"I told Cherry Top, no visitors." Mayor Mare said. "Is there something I can do for you?"

"Yeah, me, my son and my friend would like to get a place here in..." He stopped, thinking. "What's this place called again?"

"Ponyville."

"Right, anyway, I killed a dragon from trashing the place. And now, I'm thinking of settling down with my bud and son. Anywhere available?"

"Yes actually," she took a paper off from a stack and slid it to him. "A new residence was built a few days ago. You must first fill out the citizenship forms and then you may sign for the house. Now, after you fill that out, you may come back and have Pinkie Pie show you to it."

Jack rolled the paper up and exited the office. And frowned when he saw Frost gripping one of his talons, a trickle of blood dripping onto the floor.

"Frost, where's Junior?" jack asked, his anger rising.

"Your son, is a biter it seems." He winced, gripping tighter on his other talon. "With very long teeth."

Jack face-palmed.

"Junior! Come to daddy!" He yelled.

He was jumped from behind and stuck his hand through his chest, he gripped his son and pulled him through to the other side.

"Dada!" He exclaimed happily. "Hungry."

"I know you are, but I told you not to bite Frost." He furrowed his twigbrows. "He may look like he tastes like chicken, but I wouldn't know. Oh and Frost, the mayor gave us this." He tossed the griffon the paper.

He caught it in his good talon, wiping the blood away on his lion hide.

"Alright, where's a quill?" He asked.

Jack leaned down and whispered something to Junior, he got excited and pounced on Frost.

"Jack! Get him off! Ow! That hurt!" Frost rubbed his neck where Junior had pulled a feather out.

"Good job," Jack patted his son on the head. "Come here-"

"Ow... My muzzle." Groaned Cherry Top.

"Iron Wing!" Jack corrected himself. "Come here so I can fill this thing out."

Frost begrudgingly limped over, Jack took his arm and dabbed the feather tip in the griffons own blood.

He put down his name and let Frost go next. After the griffon had mumbled a few choice words, Junior scribbled his name on before spitting on the mares stack of papers.

Jack took the paper and washed back under the door, in a second, he came back and got Junior.

"Come on Iron, we've got some sort of welcoming committee." Jack groaned. "Hopefully without hairdryers."

Frost nodded and limped out the door.

They both were greeted by Pinkie Pie and her welcome wagon.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome! A fine welcome to you! Welcome, welcome, welcome! Frosty and Wingy, how do you do!?

Both Jack and Frost frowned, Junior made a gagging sound.

"Welcome, welcome, welcome! Oh, wipe that frown away! Welcome, welcome, welcome to your new life to-day!" She finished cheerily.

She pulled a cord on the contraption and the cannons blew out confetti while trumpets blared. With a few clicking noises, the front opened up and Jack had enough time to throw Junior out of the way before getting sent into the stone steps by a barrage of little metal balls.

The stone cracked under the hit, he shattered and fell around as a few stray balls were sent into the stone.

"Oh no!" she gasped. "That was supposed to shoot confetti! I killed him!" She cried.

A yell tore through the wind as the snow started to swirl around from the street. Ponies and cart were toppled over by the frozen water being drawn towards the front of the town hall.

A arm pushed through the snow in a shower of snow. Another one followed before pulling up a head.

Jack rose from the ground, his own form growing slightly as more snow was added. His chest thickened out to the width of an oak trunk. His arms thicken too, growing spikes on the middles of the sleeves. His fingers lengthened out, sharpening to thin points. Hid head also grew in size, black icicles pointing backward.

His legs were gone, only a snakelike bottom was seen, circling on the cobblestone. He gave another yell and four, thin, arachnid like arms sprouting out from his back.

He opened his eyes, slowly leaning down to meet Pinkie Pie's eyes, arctic mist trailing down from his maw, covering the ground around them.

"Never. Do that. Again." He hissed.

"Okey dokey lokey!" She said. "Now, when you put the snow back, I can take you to your house."

He gave a snort before spreading the snow and ice back across the streets. He once again stood next to Frost, taking Junior, he glared in mild interest at the pink mare.

"Well, lead the way." Jack said.

"Lead the way?" She pouted. "I just said I would take you to the house, not give directions."

She pulled out a toilet handle from her mane, walked over to a pillar and attached it. She pulled open a door hidden on it before taking Jack, Frost and Junior inside. She stepped out, shut the door and flushed.

Jack and Frost gave each other worried looks before they fell down into a tube.

"Holy shit!" Jack yelled, his eyes wide. "She's fucking insane!"

"Where are we!?" Frost yelled back.

The tunnel was filled with flashing light's, multitudes of dulls and greys swept by in second. A sudden blackness appeared ahead.

"Frost! What the hell is that ahead!?" Jack yelled in slight panic.

"It a wall! She sent us into a wall!" He yelled. "She's going to kill us!"

"Hang on! This is going to hurt!" Jack yelled, covering Junior.

They smashed through the wall, bricks went everywhere. Frost slid across the floor, hitting his head on the wall ahead. Jack and Junior smacked into the wall right above Frost, making flat snowy splatters.

Frost got up and rubbed his head before leaning back against the wall.

Jack and Junior slid down the wall, making one big slush puddle. they reformed, Jack's eyes were spinning in their sockets. Junior hiccuped before giving a small belch. Jack stuck his fingers in his eyes stopping them.

"Fuck... It." Jack said, his voice even more distorted from the dizziness. "Were killing her tonight. She's too explosive and loud."

"And dangerous, lets not forget she can pull almost anything from her mane. Can I get a bit of ice for my head...?" Frost asked.

"Sure," Jack said, throwing Frost a ice block. He looked over at the hole int he wall. "Hey look, we broke the fourth wall." He chuckled.

"How do you know it was the fourth?" Frost asked, standing now.

"It was a joke, I didn't expect you to get. I'll explain after I tuck Junior in."

After a silent pause, Frost spoke up.

"So, what happened to you anyway?"

"What? You mean how I was beat?" Jack said. "Want the long story or short one?"

"Short."

"Well, I was caught by a small back water town sheriff. Sam something. Forgot his last name. Anyway, he found me out, arrested me, I broke out from my transport, turned into a snowman and went to his town, had some fun and we had a wrestling match in the back of a pick-up truck full of anti-freeze. I almost won. What about you? Whats your short story?" Jack asked in actual interest.

"Me? I was stopped by a guard, one of those crystal ponies. Glimmer Shield was his name. He caught me, red taloned, literally, locked me up, had me on trial and then while I was being taken to be executed, you show up."

"Huh," Jack said. "Looks like we both have a sad story, sorry about the arrest."

"Don't worry, after were done here. Maybe we can go there. It is a frozen tundra, you should fit in perfectly."

After a silent pause, Frost spoke up again.

"We really going after Pinkie Pie?"

"The hell we won't." Jack retorted. He raised a fist, leaning it towards Frost.

Frost gave a smile before fist bumping the snowman.

And not a second after for Junior to bit his good talon.

"Junior god dammit!" Jack yelled. "I'll go out tonight and get something! Stop trying to eat Frost!"

How to catch the uncatchable... one of two...

"Alright, here ya go Junior. Fresh lion-bat-whatever the hell I killed meat." Jack said throwing a rear leg towards his son.

As he chewed away on that, Frost had put a good space between him and the small snowballing.

"You ready Frost? We got a big order to fill." Jack said. "So, come here and-"

A knock was heard at the door, Jack and Frost's heads snapped towards it. Jack slid over, a large ice spike forming on his hand.

"For the third time," Jack said. "We don't want any girl scout cookies!"

"Coconuties! Coconuties!" Junior cheered.

"Junior! You don't get desert!"

His son slumped.

"Jack? Jack Frost? Can I speak with you?"

Jack opened the door and Twilight walked in. She said a quick thank you before noticing Junior munching away on the hind leg of a manticore.

"T-That's a... And... Eating..." She stuttered.

"Uh, high metabolism?" Jack said. "He's a growin' boy, he needs to but some slush on those..." He looked at Junior, seeing no bones or anything. "I don't know."

"You are Twilight?" Frost asked. "Is there a reason you came here at this hour?"

"Oh um, I wanted to ask Jack some questions..." She trailed off when she saw both of his talons wrapped up. "What happened-"

"Jacks son was hungry. He tried to see if I taste like chicken." The griffon said, his eyes catching Junior point towards him and then his mouth.

"Taste like dirt." Junior said. "Smell like it too."

"Jack." Frost gritted his beak. "Be the responsible parent here."

Jack rolled his eyes before clearing his throat. Junior saw him looking at him and then motion towards Frost. He sighed and slumped slightly.

"Sorry..." The snowballing sighed. He picked up a piece of muscle and offered it to the griffon. "Peace?"

"Yes, thank you." Frost said. "Peace." He took the bit of meat and ate it.

"Hey, Iron. Check this out." Chuckled Jack. "She looks as white as me."

Frost looked over at Twilight and broke into a fit of laughter. Her coat had turned slightly paler and her eyes had a frosted glaze to them.

"A-Alright!" Jack said. "Come on Twilight, what did you want to ask me? Oh god your expression was priceless!" He gripped his icy torso.

"I-I wanted to ask about yourself..." She said. "You see, the princesses wanted to speak with the one who stopped the dragon. And I wanted to learn how your made up."

"Princesses." He said. "Magical pony princesses?"

"Yes." She nodded slowly.

He broke into another fit of laughter, slowly melting down to the floor. Once he was at eye level with her, he calmed down again and refroze what had melted.

"Alright, ask away." Jack said.

"Um alright... Let me get my quills and ink..."

Her horn lit up and a small opening in front of her was made. Jack looked under it and saw nothing, he looked to the sides and saw it was invisible thin. he looked over her hoof inside and saw a whole organized mess of papers, ink wells, a slightly erotic picture of a winged unicorn and quills. Before she closed it, he snatched the picture while she was arranging the quills.

"Alright, question one. What are you?"

"A mutant snowman." He replied dryly.

"How were you made?"

"My prison transport crashed into another car filled with acid. I melted and fused into the snow. And it hurt like a mother fucker."

"Ok..." She flinched slightly. "What are you made up of?"

"I thought you asked me that already?" He said.

"No, I asked what you were. So, what are you actually made of?" Her eyes widened slightly as she leaned towards him.

"Uh, as far as I know. Coal stones, snow, beer, cigarette smoke, cigarette as, twigs, a carrot and ice."

"I know that. I meant on the molecular level. You see, I took some soil samples from where you had been buried earlier and..."

"And what? What did you find?" He asked.

"It looked like somepony was dumping chemicals there for... Thousands of years. Maybe even millions."

Jack's eye twitched, he fell to his knees, a grin forming.

"Hell yes!" He shouted. "That bastard sheriff can't stop me know! I don't have to worry about him ever again! Fuck you Sam! Fuck you and your damned soul! Ha! Ha! Ha!" He laughed.

"E-excuse me...?" Twilight said. "Who are you yelling about?"

He picked her up in a hug and twirled her around. she squirmed out and dropped to the floor, shivering.

"Hey, Iron, mind if we talk while Twilight here warms up?" Jack asked.

"Sure," he followed Jack outside. "What is it?"

"She knows what I'm made of. She's a threat." He whispered. "She needs to be put on the ice. If you know what I mean?" He grinned.

"Don't do it here. There would be too many questions! Let her take you somewhere where an, accident," he made quotation signs with a talon. "Can take place."

"Good idea. The little nerd probably has some chemistry set with highly explosive chemicals. Hey, Twilight, come out here for second!" Jack yelled.

The door opened again, and Twilight stepped out.

"Yes?" She asked.

"I'm willing to let you test a few samples of my..." He looked for the right word. "Being. You wouldn't happen to have a lab or something like that?"

"Yes! I have one right in my house! I can get us there in a second!"

Jack shot back defensively.

"Your not going to flush us like Pinkie did, are you?" He asked.

"She... Flushed you?" Twilight asked. "But, no, no I'm not. I can just do a quick teleport."

Before he could respond, her horn lit up and Jack disappeared with her. Leaving Frost to stare numbly at the snowballing gnawing on a bone.

"Hungry."

Frost's face paled.

At Twilight's, Spike was dusting the horse head bust. He nearly jumped when a flash of lavender surrounded him for a second. His mouth dropped when he saw Jack Frost standing there, staring intently at him.

"H-Hello?" Spike stuttered.

"Hey, creepy lizard thing." He said. "What are you? A mutated gecko or something?" He, much to Spikes annoyance, poked him in the side of the head a few times.

"Alright, cut that out. I'm sure Twilight's here to try and experiment on you?"

"Yeah. I didn't know she was into snowmen though, you may have to get an intervention." He whispered loud enough for her to hear.

They both laughed as her face warmed up. Spike fist bumped Jack before wiping away a tear.

"Jack!" Twilight yelled. "That's enough!" Her voice cracked as she finished the sentence.

They both stopped, becoming stone faced before breaking into a rolling fit.

"Oh god! She's hilarious!" Jack said putting a palm over his eyes.

He took a few deep breaths before calming down.

"A-Alright... I'm done. I'm done." He said calmly.

"Spike, why don't you go make some-"

Spike held out a small plate with a tea cup on it. The cup was filled with a brown liquid that had a strong syrup scent to it. Twilight scrunched up her nose, putting a hoof over it.

"Spike, you know I don't like maple tea."

"Alright, I'll drink it." He shrugged. When he put it to his lips he spit it out. "Hot! Hot!"

"Here," Jack put his hand over the cup letting tow ice cubes fall in. "That better?"

Spike took another sip of his tea and nodded. Jack and Twilight went downstairs, only jack knowing how the night will turn out. His smile hiding the sadistic glee only he could posses.

Downstairs was filled with multiple machines, wires and a heart monitor.

'Perfect.' Jack thought. 'The perfect place for a leak to cause an electrical fire.'

"...And this measure brain patterns." Twilight said. "Now, why don't we get started over here at the microscope?" She smiled.

'These things are almost to cute to kill.' He thought. 'Almost.'

"Just stick a sample in here." Twilight pointed at an empty tub, a white light shining from inside.

"What is that?" He asked.

"It mixes and-"

"No, no. That. Inside, there's a smudge of something red in the back of it."

"What? I could have swore to tell Spike to clean it up." She looked in and squinted against the light. "Jack, I don't see anything. Are you sure?"

"Oh yes, I'm very sure." He grinned. An ice spike forming on his hand.

"While your looking, I have a question. Has there ever been a unicorn with two horns?"

"No... Why?"

"Because I'm about to make one." He chuckled deeply.

As she turned, he slammed the spike into her fore-head, right above the base of her horn. Now, the ice spike served as the second horn, a few sparks arching between her natural horn and the ice one.

"Too easy, now for the accident." He narrowed his eyes as he bent a root towards a machine. He put the root into and edge before plunging his hand into one of the machines.

Sparks went everywhere, eventually catching the root on fire.

He picked up twilight's corpse and with a flick of his wrist, heard a plate and cup shatter, followed by another body hitting the floor.

He got up the steps and saw Spike lying on the floor, clutching his chest, his face frozen in horror. "And here I thought we were cool bro." He tsked. He picked him up to before heading out.

He melted down outside, and covered the bodies up with snow as he made his way back to the house. he paused momentarily to watch the tree house explode in a pillar of fire and ash.

He thought to save the maniacal laugh for when he got back.

In seconds of racing through the snow, he saw the familiar house in view. With Frost sitting on the roof.

"Frost! The hell are you doing up there?" Jack asked, refreezing.

"Your son attacked me again!" He yelled. "You need to feed that kid more!"

"He tried to eat you again?" Jack asked, face-palming. "Junior!" He yelled angrily.

The snowballing peaked out from the doorway, slowly he slid over, looking down to avert his eyes from his fathers glare.

"Junior. We talked about this." Jack said. "I'm sorry, but, your grounded."

Junior looked up at him, confused.

"Grounded?"

"Yes. You have to stay in the house for two days. And that means you don't get desert either. Now march." He pointed a cold finger back towards the house.

Junior stared at him for a second before shrugging and sliding back in.

"So," Frost began, getting down from the roof. "How'd it go?"

Jack lifted the two bodies of Twilight and Spike.

"Very good. But now we still another to find. Pinkie Pie."

"Yeah," Jack nodded, running his tongue over his teeth. "Well both go, after I put these two in the freezer."

"We don't have a freezer." Frost said.

Jack stuck a icicle into the ground next to the house. A hole was made, a line of ice surrounding the ice as he threw the bodies down. He closed the hole and smiled.

"Ready?" He asked.

"Ready." Frost grinned.

How to catch the uncatchable... Two of two...

"So, we ready to do this? Catch the uncatchable?" Frost asked.

"Waiting on you." Jack cracked his fingers. "I think I'll go old school for this one."

He reverted back to his original snowman form, spreading his arms in a mock hug.

"I'm not sure which one is more creepy." Frost said. "From behind or the front!" He laughed.

"You know, I bet Junior doesn't like it when you insult daddy. Isn't that right?"

Frost jumped up onto the roof and looked down to see no snowball's sliding around. He glared down at the cackling snowman, hoping his stare would melt him.

"That was fucking priceless! Oh god I can't breath! I need CPR!" He fell into the snow, laughing his slush off.

Frost flew down and with one good swipe, took the snowman's head off. His smirk widened when he saw Jack was trying to figure out where his head went.

"What the hell? My head was screwed on tighter than stocking on a stripper!" Jack said. "Wait... Oh you sneaky son of a bitch." He chuckled.

With the small victory, Jack screwed his head back on and began the trek towards Sugarcube Corner.

Nearly every building was dark, all except for the remains of the tree house/library set on fire earlier that night. The only thing left were the smoldering embers casting an orange glow around the snow.

"You'd think one of them would have seen the fire. Not to mention the explosion." Jack said looking around the quiet streets. "These ponies are weird..."

"Yes. Yes they are." Frost agreed, looking around in the dark.

"Sspt!"

Both of the Jack Frost's stopped and looked at each other momentarily.

"You just say something?" Jack asked.

"No. Did you?"Frost asked.

"Uh-uh." Jack shook his head, looking around. "Uh, anyone out there?" He asked casually.

"Sspt!" The noise repeated.

"There it was again!" Frost said. "Alright, you've had your fun whoever you are, now come out."

"Guys!"

Both of them jumped and spun around to see nothing. They looked at each other again before shrugging it off.

"Guys! In here! Hurry!" Pinkie whispered loudly, leaning out from Sugarcube Corner's door. "Hurry!" She insisted.

They both stared at the mare, finally blinking slowly, they both rubbed their eyes. When they opened them, she was gone.

"Guess it was just a dream." Jack said.

"Hurry!" Pinkie said pushing them both inside.

"What the hell!" Jack yelled. "Wha-where-how!?" He sputtered, looking back at the door and then her. "How the hell did you do that!?"

"Shh! You need to be quite! It's still here..." She said quietly.

"What's still here?" Frost asked.

"The ghost! It burned Twilight's home down! I saw it myself! It even took Twilight and Spike!" She said, tears clearly shown on her furry cheeks.

Jack and Frost exchanged looks of bewilderment, seemingly think the same thing.

'How was she the only one that noticed it?'

"Uh, Pinkie..." Frost began, locking the door. "It wasn't a ghost that did that..." He sighed.

"T-Than what was it? I-I didn't see anypony leave." She said, sniffling.

"That's probably because a pony didn't do it." Jack said, menacingly.

"T-Then that means..." Her eyes widened in realization. "It was you! You snuck into her home after she wanted to take tests and you knew she knew what you were made of and you were afraid she would find a way to stop you! I couldn't believe my new friends were the killers! I should have listened to the author and now you two are going to kill me!"

Jack and Frost looked at her in amazement, curiosity, shock, confusion and pride.

"What. The. Hell?" Jack said slowly. "I think I've got a head ache." He rubbed his temples.

"Oh, I have just the thing for that!" Pinkie said, both of them looked at her and saw her mane flattened, her eyes were pinpricks and she had a disheveled smile.

"H-hey, did it just get colder?" Jack said. "I feel a bit nippy. And I'm made of snow."

"Let Pinkamena fix that head ache..." She pulled out a large machine with a funnel in the bottom. "With a little shaved ice!"

"What is that?" Frost asked, looking at the machine before noticing the words. "I suddenly don't like where this is going..."

She grabbed his head, knocking his coal eyes and carrot nose off before throwing it into the funnel. She plugged it in and he began to yell, shavings coming out from below and into a cone.

"You know what they say," she said, spurting some lemon flavoring into the mix. "Don't eat yellow snow."

"That's my line!" Jack yelled. "Frost! Stop this thing!"

"I'm not sure I want to do that. This is quite enjoyable." He chuckled.

A metal scraping was heard, he looked at Pinkamena sharpening two knives. He swiped at the cord and cut the plug at the out-let.

Frost melted down and refroze outside the machine, his head now a yellow blob.

"You just made the most pissed off snow cone on the planet!" He yelled.

She broke out of her trance and jumped out of the way as they lunged at her.

They collided int he air, making a mess of snow and feathers. She jumped away, smiling, as she bounded into the kitchen. They untangled themselves and followed her.

Jack saw her open the oven and jump inside. He nodded towards the oven and Frost grinned.

"I think I know the perfect thing for the holiday's..." Jack said.

"Cookies?" Frost asked. Jack nodded and turned on the oven while Frost held the door closed.

As they laughed, it died down before it was quiet. They shared worried glances at each other before Jack cleared his throat.

"Hey, uh, Pinkie? You alive in there?"

Not even a single scream or kick was made.

"Pinkie? Are you dead?" Frost asked. He opened the oven and both of their eyes widened. "B-But... How!?"

"How what?"

They both jumped and saw the pink mare, sitting on her haunches on top of the counter.

"B-But you!" Jack said, looking back at the oven. "I saw you jump in! Why aren't you crispy!"

"Silly!" She giggled. "I'm Pinkie Pie!" She sucked in a gulp of air and blew out.

They covered themselves as a wall of confetti was shot at them. Jack shot an ice spike out and hit it dead center. When they looked, their eyes widened.

A confetti blower was sitting in front of them.

"For fuck's sake!" Jack yelled. "How is she doing this?"

"I don't know..." Frost muttered, gingerly poking the machine. "I think we may have bitten off more than we can chew here."

"Oh no! She knows what we did! She'll tell the others! It'll be back to chair for you and I'll be sent back into a ditch! We're going to catch her." He growled. "If it's the last thing we do. Got it?" He poked him once in the chest.

Frost looked out of the corner oh his eye and saw Pinkie staring out from behind the doorway. He narrowed his eyes before charging.

She stood perfectly still in front of the doorway, smiling. He was about to hit her when he smacked into a layer of plastic-wrap. He swiped every which way, he heard her cry out momentarily. He stopped and saw a bit of red on one of his talons.

Jack swept past him, chasing her throughout the room.

She jumped and slid under every table, counter, display and even going through the deserts to get away. He slid through them all, arms outstretched. He stopped momentarily when she pulled out four plunger-heads from her mane and then he slid slightly into a wall when he saw her start to run on the ceiling.

"Come down!" He yelled.

"No!" She blew a raspberry at him. "I don't wanna!"

"Get down here!"

"No!"

Before she could react, Frost grabbed her from behind in a jump. She wiggled out before hitting the floor, landing on him instead. She hit him in the beak once before smashing a cake on his head and running off.

He laid there, head resting on his talon as he tapped the others across the floor. He looked up questioningly at Jack.

"Well, unless I run into another wall of plastic-wrap and clip her again, we don't have much of a chance at catching her."

"Well, why don't we split up? You take down here, and I'll take upstairs."

"There's a basement you know." He sighed. "She could just appear down there while were searching above."

"Damn. Well, it looks like were both going in. Get ready and watch you back."

"We both know quite well that won't help." Frost rolled his eyes. "But," he sighed. "What other choice do we have?"

Jack went up the stairs first, trailing water in front of Frost. The griffon gave a grunt of annoyance but continued on. When they reached the top, Jack stopped.

"Keep going, we mustn't let her escape though a window!"

"I'm keeping watch for a second." He stared out into the hallway before moving up. He stopped when a scribbling was heard. "You hear that?"

Frost listened and nodded.

"You... Hear... That?" Pinkie said, scribbling down notes. "Thanks for the escape plan by the way! By!"

They looked up in time to see Pinkie hanging from alight by her tail. She jumped off and went running down the hall and into a room.

"Go after her!" Frost yelled as he pushed Jack out of the way.

They both chased after her, going through the same door and seeing her jump out a window. Jack smiled and jumped down into the snowy street, Frost taking flight above him.

Pinkie ran as fast as her little lungs could support her, the wind stung her oversized eyes as they remained locked on the world in front of her. The world went by in slow motion as she ran along; she could see every crack, pebble, snowflake and shadow. Including the one growing smaller in front of her.

She stopped and swiped at Frost's with an oversized mallet, sending him into a snowdrift. He shook it off as she began to run again.

"Come on! Come on! I know where the police station is!" She said to herself, jogging in place, wincing slightly as the cut on her side was bent or rubbed against her.

"Not so fast cream-puff!" Jack yelled.

She turned and saw Jack sliding swiftly towards her, Frost above him. Jack melted down and refroze in his more humanoid form. His green eyes boring into her with fury and malicious joy.

She began to run again, seeing the station's light's in view.

She was thrown off course when an ice spike erupted from the ground. She began running again and found more trying to spear her.

The light's were in view now, the sight bringing happy tears to her eyes. Her vision blurred and she reached the steps. The enraged gasps of the two killers audible as the silence over-took them all.

Just as her hoof touched the knob, Junior jumped out from a small mound of snow and bit into her neck. Sending them both wrestling in the snow.

She peeled off the snowballing, while it held part of her esophagus in it's mouth. She could only open and close her mouth, blood dripping out from the corners as she stumbled getting up.

She shakily made her way up the steps and collapsed at the door. Jack and Frost staring in amazement at Junior.

"Junior, your definitely getting desert now. Come on," Jack said, cleaning the bloody snow and taking the body. "Let's go home."

"Frosty, Junior sorry. Junior no bite. Peace?"

Frost looked down at the snowballing, seeing no I'll intention in the little coal's, he nodded with a smile.

"Hey Junior, want to ride home on my back? Even your father can't let you fly without throwing you. What'd you say?"

Junior looked at Jack, he gave a nod and Junior climbed onto Frost's back. Giggling as Frost took to the air slowly. He went in circles above Jack as they went home.

Hey Princess.

Jack stretched out, yawning he scratched his back. He looked around, blurry eyed from sleep. His vision cleared after some rubbing and saw Frost curled up in a corner, Junior wrapped in his wings.

"Well, good morning I guess." He shrugged, looking out a window. "Now what?" He thought aloud.

"Excuse me! Could the resident's Jack Frost, Iron Wing And Junior please! For the love of Celestia! Wake up and come out!" Someone yelled.

Junior woke up and started to cry, Jack's face twisted with anger.

He got up and slid towards the door. When he opened it, he was greeted by a trio of Solar guards.

"Are you-"

"Which one of you woke up my damn kid!" He yelled, eyes flashing green slightly. "Which one of you was it?"

"That would be me." The guard in front of him said.

"Well then, I'd say you over stayed you welcome. Now get the fuck off my lawn!" He slammed the door in their faces.

"Jack! Who was it?" Frost asked, Junior riding on his back now having calmed down.

"Just a bunch of pricks in armor." He shrugged.

"And you slammed the door in their faces? Those were royal guards!"

"Like I give a damn. It's too early for this shit. I need a beer or a smoke." He said. "We need to go shopping."

Another knock was heard and this time, Frost opened it.

"You all look mad, so, I would like to apologize for my friends... Un-welcome, welcome. Is here something I can help you gent's with?"

The guard in front of him glared past him and at Jack, his eye twitching when Jack gave him the one finger salute.

"Yes, Princess Celestia and Princess Luna would like to speak with you three." He said. "And keep that thing away from her or else I'll throw him in a bon-fire!" He whispered.

"I've already been torched by a dragon. Why don't you just use your butter knives?" Jack said, picking up Junior and sliding out. "So, where are they?"

"Right here."

"God dammit!" He jumped, looking behind him, he saw both of the princesses. "Does every horse here have superpowers!?"

"I apologize if I startled you." Celestia said. "Now, I understand that you defeated the dragon that had been attacking earlier?"

"What gave that away? Was it the eyewitnesses or the dragon claw my son is eating at the moment." He pointed a thump at Junior as his son slowly stopped eating to slide the claw behind him.

"Both." She said. "And the reports that a snowman had killed a fully gown dragon in seconds. You saved the town and the resident's."

"Ok, did you just come her to congratulate me like skittles?"

"Skittles? I'm afraid I do not know of any pony named that?"

"Really? Rainbow hair, blue fur, high pitched voice that sounds like she has a slight cold. Has wings." He said. "Yeigh' high." He raised a hand up to hi abdomen.

"Rainbow Dash. The element of loyalty." Celestia nodded. "I only wish Twilight could have been here. I saw her home burned to the ground." She frowned.

"Really? What happened?" Jack asked in mock pity and curiosity. 'Oh! They have no idea!'

"It seems there was an electrical fire... But no bodies were present and not a single word from Twilight either."

"Aren't you so adorable?" Luna said, rubbing the snowballing affectionately. "Mr. Frost, is this you son?"

"Yes..." Jack said. "And please stop touching him, or you'll see how much of a protective parent I can be. He's almost gotten blown up by a cannon and smashed into a wall." An ice spike formed on his head. "And I'm not about to let anyone other then Iron Wing, near him without my permission."

Luna smiled and nodded. Junior offered her the rest of the claw. She shook her head politely before trotting back next to her sister.

"As I was saying," Celestia began again. "She still hasn't written yet, would you know her whereabouts?"

"Why would I know, and or, care for that matter?" He said, looking at a guard as he glared at the snowballing, hoof on the hilt of his sword. "Try it buddy, and you'll be hanging by your neck as a Christmas decoration."

The guard scowled before noticing the princess's looking at him, he straightened out and looked forward. But not before getting hit in the helmet with a dragon bone.

"Because, you were the last one seen with her. Did she happen to say anything, or talk about where she was going?" Celestia asked.

Jack scratched his chin in thought.

"Yeah," he shook a finger. "Said something about visiting a pen pal in griffon land or something. I was busy reading a book on snow globes though, so I didn't catch most of it."

"A pen pal in the griffon kingdom? How nice, her quest for friendship is just as strong for her thirst for knowledge."

"So, anything else?" Jack asked. "Got a busy fay ahead of us and-oh!" He clasped a hand to his mouth suddenly. "I suddenly don't feel so hot..." He groaned. He hiccuped again before leaning on a tree, clutching his stomach. "Oh... I shouldn't have had that yellow snow cone..." He burped before falling to the ground, clutching his throat.

Before Luna or Celestia knew what was happening, he started hammering his chest, and with one last heave, a snowball came flying out of his mouth. Hitting Frost in the face.

It started to move and before he could react, it grew a pair of teeth and bit down on his head, swallowing most f Frost's fore-head.

"Get it off! Get it off!" Frost yelled. "Jack! Get it off!"

Jack quickly hurried over to the new snowballing and gave a quick whistle. It stopped and let go, falling to the ground.

It looked like Junior except it had an ice mow-hawk.

"Did... Did you just vomit a child up?" Luna asked.

"And that his how snowmen apparently make more snowmen after drinking anti-freeze." Jack said, cupping the new snowballing in his hand. "Now I just have to teach this one not to eat Frost... Hey, Rocker. I heard he tastes like dirt."

Rocker, turned and looked at the scowling and bleeding frost. He nodded and hopped down, going over to Celestia.

"Would you mind if I held him?" She asked, as it sniffed her leg before sneezing.

"Sure, just don't stick anything valuable near his mouth. Junior nearly took off my finger." He laughed. "Oh, what great family memories."

Celestia lit up her horn and Rocker was lifted into the air. He was shocked at first but then became bored.

"What an interesting little guy he is." She said. "Here, why don't we just do this?"

A small patch of snow lifted up from the ground, making a small stage. Luna yelped as a few hairs were plucked from her mane. A small piece of bark was torn off from the tree and carried over to the hair. It connected at each side, making strings.

She set him down with the flimsy guitar, letting him examine it in his snowy mits.

He brought an arm up and swung down, causing a string of notes to blare from it.

Jack and frost looked on in amazement as it began doing solo's. At one point, Jack's jaw had fallen off and Junior had to put it back on.

"Well I'll be damned..." Jack said as Rocker finished. "I just gave him a name."

"And it seems you chose right." Celestia said. "Now, we must be going. We have important business to take care of in Canterlot."

As they spread their wings, Jack waved neighborly, watching them and the guards fly out of sight. His smile turning into a scowl.

"Can you believe those assholes! Thanking us! Back in my day, that would have gotten an ass kicking!"

Frost merely face-taloned from atop the roof. Watching the snowman complain for the wrong reasons.

"It really is going to be a long day..." Frost sighed. "Isn't that right Junior?"

Junior merely nodded, Rocker sitting next to him. All of them watching the morning sun rise higher and higher with each second.

Author's Note

Poor Jack... His blown mind now a mess of knowledge for now.

He's bold, he's cold and he's sold.

"How much fucking longer is this going to take?" Jack grumbled to himself.

Ever since that sheriff had put him in those anti-freeze bottles, he'd been trying to unscrew the cap. He was almost able to drain out, but all it need was a little nudge.

"Why hello there. What do we have here?" He chuckled.

A flash of light was seen from his plastic prison, the dirt was being removed. It looked like something, maybe an animal, was digging him out.

"Come one. Come on." He whispered, his hope rising.

When he was pulled out, what liquid he managed to get out from the other containers, went up and into the snow.

If he could make a mouth, it would have dropped.

A mint green pony was holding him up. With magic. She had huge golden eyes, a green coat, a white-ish mane with a green streak going though it. She was wearing a red and yellow scarf and some red mittens.

"Hey Bon-Bon! Look what I found!" She said.

Another one came over, a cream colored one. She had curly purple and pink hair, no horn and a annoyed look on her face.

"Lyra, would you quit digging up garbage? We've talked about this."

"Hey! Who you calling garbage you overgrown pack mule!" Jack yelled.

"What!? Who said that! Who's there!?" She screamed.

"In the damn jug."

She looked down at the jug, watching the liquid inside swish around on its own accord.

"Hey, green bean. Would you mind unscrewing me?" He asked.

"I don't think that's a good idea." She said.

"Don't you know who I am?" He laughed, a wicked idea forming. "I'm a genie! If you let me go, I'll grant you one wish!"

"I thought they granted three wishes?" She asked suspiciously.

"Well, thanks to your friend. I don't feel like granting more than one. Plus, I am pretty tired from being in here."

"He sounds angry, I don't think we should let him out." Bon Bon whispered.

"You try being murdered in a pool of anti-freeze and see how jolly you sound!" He yelled. "Listen, if you won't open this," the snow around their hooves started to move swiftly, forming his classic snow man body. "Than I will."

The snowman grabbed the jug from Lyra and dumped it onto the ground. A head soon formed, which the snow man twisted on with a crack.

"Now, since I'm so forgiving. I'll give you each one wish." He said, folding his fingerless hands.

"Awesome! Me first!" Lyra said.

"Well, come her and give Jack a hug!" He laughed maniacally.

He picked her up and before she could scream, he pushed her against him, a ice spike sticking through his chest and into hers.

"And I thought you were the cold hearted one." He said letting Lyra's twitching body fall in front of Bon Bon.

She was staring in horror at her dead friend, back and forth to him and Lyra. She wanted to scream but she couldn't force one out.

"Well, lets see who the real garbage is now." He said.

He picked her up and then took off Lyra's scarf, wrapped it around the living mares neck and held her. She struggled and croaked before finally going limp. He shook her a bit before throwing her in the ditch.

He kept the scarf and put it around his neck. Taking in a deep breath, he exhaled happily.

"Merry Christmas," he said looking out towards the Everfree and Ponyville. "And have a frosty new year!" He laughed.

Before he went to the forest, he heard the sound of wheels going against stone. He melted down and traveled over to a small road.

"Well lookie here, happy birthday to me." He chuckled.

A barred wagon was traveling along in the snow, two ponies in armor were strapped to it. He felt a chill go through his liquid pool as he went down.

He went a little farther ahead of them before re-freezing. He stood there, grinning as they stopped.

"What's this?" The one on the right asked.

"Some weird snowpony. Go get it out of the way, we still need to get Frosty here to be deep fried. Isn't that right Frost!?" The one on the left yelled.

"Oh yes, I'm so excited. I'm shaking in my shackles." Came a sarcastic but joyfully sounding voice. And it sounded like Jack.

The one on the right unbuckled himself from the cart before heading over to the snow Jack. When he tried to push him out of the way, he stopped.

"Atleast by me dinner first." Jack said snapping the guards neck.

"Iron Shield!" The one on the left yelled angrily. "What are you!?"

"Me? I'm Jack Frost. The most pissed off snow cone on the planet." He said sliding over. "What's wrong?" He asked casually, looking at the sweating guard as he fumbled with the buckles. "You look like you need to... Chill out."

He reached forward, wrapped his snowy mits around the guards head and squeezed. The guards head was crushed like a watermelon being dropped from two stories up.

"I wonder if I taste like cherry?" Jack laughed as he threw red slush off him. "Now, who's this other Frost hogging in on my turf?"

He slid over to the back and examined the door. A simple lock on the outside. He wrapped his hand around it, letting the snow sink in before unlocking it.

"Now, who are you?" Jack asked looking in. "Or, what are you?"

A griffon with a scar on his cheek was staring in mild curiosity at the frozen Jack Frost.

"I'm Jack Frost, mass murderer and soon to be executed griffon. And you are?" He asked with a roll of his talon.

"Jack Frost, mass murderer and attempted excutionee. I'm a snow man, and the original Jack Frost."

"And I suppose your going to kill me? But before you do, why not double the fun? Two frost's are better than one. Together, we could spread even more havoc, and do it right in front of the public. Lead them on a few goose chases. What do you say?" He extended a shackled talon.

Jack stared at it for a while before hugging the griffon up close. His snow engulfed the griffon's limbs, a smile forming on his faceless head.

"I'd say the folks have a lot more to worry about than a few snowflakes." Jack laughed, releasing the freed griffon. "Mind If I call you Frost and I'll just be Jack? It would get confusing. Don't want to have to explain to the victims who's, who when I'm putting them in cold storage."

"Very well, Jack. Tell me, have you happened to kill anyone besides my horrid guards?"

"Yeah, two bitches dug me up and I hugged one to death. Choked the other with her friends scarf, and now, I'm wearing it!" He laughed.

"Well, why don't we go to that small town and while we talk, we can exchange notes." Frost grinned.

"Alright, but can we get me some eyes and a carrot first?"

"Yes. I know a carrot mare that doesn't live that far from here."

"Than what are we waiting for?" Jack grinned, making ice teeth sprout out.