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Jackness and Party Chapter 1 Book 1

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IT WAS A QUIET AND CALM night in the small village of Rockwell. The town wasn’t very big, or very crowded, but it was full of very interesting people. One that the young baker, Hail Frosting, knew very well. Hail leaned against the railing to her families’ bakery taking in the still night air. She enjoyed resting in the cold and looking up at the stars that blinked innocently above her head. There was something heartwarming and familiar about them.

The young woman found that it relaxed her and calmed her anxieties from a long, busy day of selling pastries to the town’s people. One especially exhausting, but endearing, customer was the adoptive son of the Monarchs, the local fairy hunter family. It was particularly ironic considering that Jackness, the most interesting guy in town, was actually a fairy himself. Now what fascinated Hail the most about Jackness wasn’t his long, elegant, green moth wings, or the way his smile seemed to sparkle as dazzling as the sun, no- it was the fact that she wasn’t afraid to be around him. To the surprise of many people who knew her, she was terrified of fae, but Jack was a completely different story

Hail often found most of her day was spent giving the fairy boy free samples of chocolate and listening to him tell her about the misadventures he had been on before he had seen her. One time she had tried to teach him how to make his own chocolate, he impatiently downed the batter in many gulps before it even had a chance to chill. From that day on, Hail only allowed him to watch as she worked. And even though he said he’d behave, the girl knew that Jackness snuck a bit of chocolate whenever her back was turned. Hail didn’t mind it though, it was kind of adorable when he thought he was being sneaky.

Bring, bring

The eighteen year old stretched her arms far above her head and pulled away from the railing. It was time to pull the brownies from the oven. Now it was in no way typical for a baker to stay up far late into the night for a batch of sweets, but Hail knew she would need them in the morning. Jackness’s incurable need to consume chocolate would put her family out of business if it weren’t for the fact she stayed up late at night to make brownies just for him.

As Hail stepped into the warm building, she could smell the sweet chocolate goodies wafting through the air. Baking was always a pleasure for her, so she never minded staying up late to feed her chocolate obsessed friend. After slipping on some oven mitts Hail pulled the effortlessly baked tray of brownies from the rack. She smiled to herself,

“Perfect.”

Jackness was sure to love them.

As she walked to the counter to set the pan to cool, Hail merrily noticed her chocolate bunny sleeping in the blender. Now someone would look in on the scene and wonder, ‘how the heck do you make a living chocolate bunny?’ The answer was quite simple really. Take one impatient fairy with an enormous desire to eat every chocolate thing he saw, and boom something magical would happen. Despite how, odd, it was to have a sentient chocolate bunny living with her, Hail found herself loving the little creature more and more every day. It has brought happyness and humor to her life.

Hail giggled, “Coco, you silly rabbit, you’re playing a dangerous game sleeping in that thing.”

Coco murmured something inaudible as he shifted in his sleep. The teen continued to laugh as she began to pass the window, something glinted in the corner of her eye, but she figured it was the moon peaking in at her. Just as she neared the counter something came barreling through the window and tumbling into her. Hail gave a shriek as she fell to the floor. Miraculously the pan of brownies landed without making a mess or spilling onto the ground.

Glass and wood from the broken window came down in a shower around them.

“CHOCOLATE!” The figure rasped its teeth gleamed in the darkness and the shadow that covered its form seemed like that of a giant. “CHOCOLATE!”

Hail instantly recognized the voice, she squinted through the dim light. Sure enough she could make out his boyish face; the sharpness of his nose and the steepness of his jaw. She knew who it was, his messy golden hair was also a dead giveaway. Hail felt her hands press against the thick leather breast plate he wore because of his fairy hunter (in training) status. The baker pushed him off of her, it was fairly easy because the boy weighted almost nothing.

“Jackness!” She scolded. “Look at you. You’re covered in glass and you probably woke my folks. They sure aren’t gonna be happy about the window.”

His bright green eyes wondered to the window and widened in realization. The boy opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. Hail wanted to laugh and swat him on the back of the head. She was a patient girl, but sometimes his lack of ability to think before he acted got to her. Jack quickly jumped to his feet and pulled her up too.

The familiar pounding of feet reached their ears, “What was that? Hail? Are you alright, dumpling?”

“Fine, Papa.” Hail assured them.

Both her Ma and Pa appeared at the bottom of the stairs, blinking almost as if the light bothered their eyes. Hail’s pa, Toaster, or as he preferred to be called ‘Tom’ saw the fairy boy and his weather beaten face instantly drooped into exhaustion. Both he and Hail’s ma, Strudel, aka, Samantha both were used to Jackness’s antics. Many times the eighteen year old had to defend the childish boy to her parents.

For all intensive, human, purposes Jackness was a fifteen year old boy. However, by fairy standards, he had to be pretty young. Hail wasn’t sure how young, but it was obvious from what Bev, his adoptive sister, has told her, it was likely that Jackness would out live them all. Strudel tried to put on a patient smile and carefully tread through the broken glass and wood shards around them. She pat the fairy boy on the head and sighed.

“Whatever are we going to do with you, Fire fly? Help us clean this up and you should go home. I’m sure your folks are looking for ya’.”

Hail had never seen Jackness look so red in the face before. He was obviously thoroughly embarrassed by his actions. The boy almost literally flew to the closet to get the broom and bucket to collect the glass. The girl’s mother gave an all knowing glance as she grabbed the cooled brownie pan from the floor. It was silly how one treat could make a hyperactive fairy even more hyperactive at first smell.

Jackness came back with the dust pan and broom. He silently began to sweep up the splinters of glass and wood that littered the floor. The fairy made no sound as he hastily cleaned the mess he had made. Hail tried to help, but the boy insisted he’d do it by himself. In a matter of minutes he had the floor clean and the supplies put away.

“I’m really sorry, I just smelled the chocolate and…” He closed his eyes, gave a cheeky smile, and rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “I guess I couldn’t help myself, Hail always makes the best chocolate.”

Strudel grinned back at him, “That’s sweet and all, but you need your sleep, you’re a growing fae after all.”

Hail watched as the boys shoulders drooped. He was probably going to be in big trouble when he got home. The monarch family tended to be very protective over the fairy despite the nature of their job. To the girl’s surprise her dad presented Jackness with a hunk of fresh brownie from the counter. Jackness bashfully grabbed the treat and gave Hail one last apologetic smile before leaving the chocolate shop.

“Softy.” Hail teased her pa as he started back for the stairs.

He glanced sideways at her, “I have no idea what you mean, dumpling.”

The sound of his feet marching up the creaking stairs filled her ears. She could feel the cool night air filling the house, eating away at the hot air baking had made. That boy could create the biggest mess, but she still couldn’t find it in herself to be mad at him. Strudel pat Hail on her head, gave a wink and followed her husband up the stairs. At least her parents showed no sign of being angry.

“Come on, Coco.” Hail beckoned as she scooped the sleeping bunny from the mixing bowl. “Let’s go to bed.”

Coco whined in protest, “But, Mama, I like sleeping in the bowl.”

Unsympathetic to the rabbit’s request, the girl followed her parents’ example and walked up the stairs and to her room. The room wasn’t incredibly large like the kitchen, but she didn’t mind. She eyed the gentle slope of the room’s ceiling as she walked to her bed which was pressed tightly against the wall by the window. Hail had a clear view of Jackness’s house during the daylight. At night, however, she could only make out the thin outline of the chimney which jutted high into the sky.

Some nights it nearly eclipsed the moon from her sight.

Hail set her chocolaty companion into a special made pocket by her bed and crawled over to the window. She opened it and once again let the cold night air brush her hair from her face. The peaceful ambiance of the outside brought her a calming, sleepy sensation. It was hard for her to keep her eyes focused on the little specks of magic that followed Jackness everywhere he walked. She could just see him as he disappeared into the darkness. He had made it home alright.

She often found herself worrying for her magical friend, he was different and many times people didn’t like that. Both she and Bev were concerned for his safety constantly. Jackness was a very innocent soul which meant he was very trusting. He’d do anything for someone in need. The treat crafter feared one day someone would take advantage of that goodness and destroy the boy completely.

Out of the corner of her eye, Hail could see a little light blink as it came towards her. A little firefly came fluttering down to her finger. Its green glow reminded the teen of her friend’s luminous green eyes. With heavy eyes the girl gave a gentle blow and the bug went back into the sky where it belonged. Once it was out of sight Hail changed into her nightgown and settled herself into the covers of her bed.

Hopefully Jackness won’t break anything tomorrow, Hail thought as she let sleep wash over her weary mind.

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