heyxyoungbloods:

_{“Never met an English girl before? Well then, your life must have been terrible before I stumbled upon you. One must always know at least one English girl before they can say their life is complete.” Wendy’s blue eyes widened as the boy in front of her spoke of Santa Clause and the Easter Bunny. Her father often scolded her about still believing in such nonsense but she couldn’t bear to ever stop. “Of course, I know them. Well, I don’t know them know them. I’ve never met them in person, but I have heard of them. You know them? Are they exactly how we all think of them?”}

Jack let out a chuckle. He had never met anyone before, period. "You have no idea,” he said, shaking his head. “Well, at least now I can say my life is complete.” He chuckled once more, involuntarily causing bits of snowflakes to fall from above him. Seeing the girl’s excitement and interest in the Guardians he’d specified only made the snowflakes grow in amount. “Uh, yeah, sort of. They’re kind of my co-workers. Even the Bunny, yeah.” He cringed, as if the mere name put him on some level of discomfort. “That… depends on how you think of them, I guess.”