Jack sighed. Winter was approaching and he had so far visited at least 15 states to bring on either blizzards or a calm snowfall. It was pretty tiring considering that he was the only one capable of doing it and nobody really helped him.
He looked up at the dark sky. The moon was there, shining down on a small town he visited before but never payed any attention to. Jack wondered whether the other Guardians ever had days like this. Probably not because they all had helpers.
Tooth had the Baby Teeth. North had the yeti’s and the elves. Bunnymund had his egg workers. Sandman could create helpers if he ever needed it.
Ever since Jack’s death and transformation, he had always been alone.