Equestria Girls Christmas: Frosty the Snowman

Chapters

The Worst Magician in the World
Frosty Goes to Town
The Magic of Christmas

The Worst Magician in the World

DECEMBER 24, 1969

Oh! It's you! Hello, again! I'm guessing you're here to find out about Flurry Heart's Christmas Eve adventure that she had this year, right? Well, I suppose it all started with the snow. You see, it's a very special kind of snow. It's the kind of snow that can make the happy happier and the giddy even giddier. A snow to make a homecoming homier and natural enemies like the postman and the dog, friends. You see, it's the first snow of the season. And as any child can tell you, there's a certain magic to the very first snow. In fact, that's something that Flurry Heart often tells her parents, Shining Amor and Cadence, every year. Especially when the first snow falls on the day before Christmas. For when the first snow is also a Christmas snow, well... let's just say that something wonderful is bound to happen.

Now, our story begins at Flurry Heart's school. Flurry was both best friends and neighbors with a blonde girl her age named Karen. Karen was wearing a red-and-white shirt as she and her other classmates were excitedly looking out the window at the snow falling down. Their teacher, however, wasn't too pleased at them being out of their seats.

"Children, back to your seats. The snow can wait," she said calmly.

The children pouted as they went back to their desks.

"It's always like this every year," Flurry groaned.

"What did you expect? It's the day before Christmas and Miss Heron planned a Christmas party for the class," Karen responded.

Now, as for the class Christmas party itself, Miss Heron revealed that she had hired a magician named Professor Hinkle Tinkerton. He was a tall man with brown hair and a mustache dressed in a pink shirt and a green tuxedo. He also wore a green top hat with a black band around the brim, complete with a flower accessory. Unfortunately, the class would soon quickly discover that Professor Hinkle was just about the worst magician in the world. And why is that? Well, as soon as he took off his hat to greet everyone, all of his magic stuff came crashing on to the floor from being inside his hat.

Anyways, after that minor fiasco was cleaned up, Professor Hinkle tried to do a magic trick by putting eggs into his hat. After shaking his hat for a bit, he flipped the hat over, expecting the eggs to turn into something else, like flowers. Instead, the eggs fell on the floor and ended up making a mess. The students were not amused one bit. In fact, they were downright disappointed at how mediocre Professor Hinkle was.

"WHERE. IS. THAT. RABBIT?!" Professor Hinkle snarled as he looked at his hat after cleaning up the mess. "Hocus Pocus, where are you?!" He searched the inside of his hat for his magic rabbit, but couldn't find it. "Bah! The only thing this hat's good for is trash can!"

Out of frustration, Professor Hinkle tossed his hat towards the trash can. Instead of going in, however, the hat bounced off and landed on its top, causing a white rabbit with pink eyes and a big red nose to pop out. The rabbit's name was Hocus Pocus. The hat landed back on top of him, and Hocus started hopping around the classroom. Professor Hinkle dove to try to catch the mischievous little rabbit, but ended up falling flat on his face, as he missed, instead.

The kids ended up laughing at his misfortune, as they found it funny that a grown man was outsmarted by a white rabbit.

"Now, THAT'S funny!" Flurry laughed.

Suddenly, the final bell rang as hour became 3:00.

"CHRISTMAS BREAK!"

The kids were so excited to go outside that they ended up trampling Professor Hinkle on the way out. Flurry grabbed her light blue coat and put it on. She then put on her purple boots, purple earmuffs, and purple gloves, before heading outside with her fellow classmates.

Everyone ran outside and started excitedly playing around in the snow. One of the boys hit Flurry with a snowball, which made her stop dead in her tracks.

"Oh, you think that's funny, do you?" she retorted.

She soon made a snowball and hit him right back.

"Gotcha!"

"Hey, Flurry! Come over here!" Karen called.

Flurry ran over to where Karen was and saw that she was helping two twin boys make a snowman.

"Could you help me with the head?"

"Sure."

Flurry helped roll the head on to the body. Soon, the snowman looked more like an actual person than a traditional snowman. The kids gave the snowman a broomstick to hold in his right hand, put a corncob pipe in his mouth, gave him two coal eyes, and a button for a nose.

"What'll we call him?" one of the boys asked.

"Shall we call him Harold?" the other twin asked.

"Bruce?" one boy asked.

"Nah."

"Christopher Columbus?" one girl asked.

"Oh, no."

"Oatmeal!" the youngest boy said randomly.

"Oatmeal?" everyone asked, raising their eyebrows.

"How about... Frosty?" Karen suggested.

"Frosty? I like it! That's a great name! Frosty the Snowman!" Flurry exclaimed.

The kids all cheered and started singing while dancing around the snowman. Their fun was soon cut short when Professor Hinkle burst out the school's doors as he continued to chase Hocus Pocus. He eventually caught the rabbit, but as he did, the hat blew away towards the children. Karen caught the hat and placed it on to Frosty's head, which suddenly brought him to life by magic.

"Happy birthday!" Frosty exclaimed.

Everyone was surprised at what they had just witnessed. Right before their eyes, Frosty had just spoke and came to life.

"That hat brought Frosty to life!" Karen gasped. "It must be magic!"

"Magic?" Professor Hinkle asked enthusiastically. "My hat, magic?"

Just then, the wind blew the hat off of Frosty and Professor Hinkle caught it.

"If that hat is magic, I want it back."

"But it's not yours anymore! You threw it away!"

"Don't talk back to your elders you... you naughty, naughty little girl."

Professor Hinkle caught Hocus as he was chastising Karen before putting him back in the hat.

"And you... STAY IN THERE! Or there will be no carrots for Christmas!" he bellowed.

"But you can't take that hat back," one of the twins argued.

"It brought Frosty to life," the other twin added.

"You saw it happen!" Karen said angrily.

"I saw nothing of the kind," Professor Hinkle denied.

Hocus popped out of the hat and started chastising him.

"Quiet! I can't lose that hat if it's really got magic, now. It'll make me a millionaire magician!"

"We know we saw Frosty come to life! Didn't we, boys?" Flurry said with her arms folded.

"Uh-huh," one of the twins agreed.

"Oh, we sure did," the other added.

"You silly children believe everything you see," Professor Hinkle said. "When you're grown up you'll realize that snowmen can't come to life."

"But, we..." Karen started before being cut off by Professor Hinkle.

He then put his hat on his head and left the schoolyard.

"That wasn't very nice," Flurry said. "I know magic when I see it. And I speak for everyone when I say that we DID see him come to life. We know it happened. We just... know..."

Author's Note

I named the teacher Miss Heron, because her design reminds me of Miss Fowl from Jimmy Neutron.

Also, this was one of the few Family Home Entertainment Christmas Classic Series VHS tapes I actually owned as a child.

And for those who don't know, in the 2005 movie, The Legend of Frosty the Snowman, it is revealed that Professor Hinkle is the grandfather of the character, Tommy Tinkerton, the son of the mayor in that film.

Frosty Goes to Town

Even though Professor Hinkle was currently wearing the hat, it technically didn't belong to him, anymore. Karen was right when she said that it wasn't his anymore. The hat really did belong to Frosty and the children. That point must be made perfectly clear. Therefore, Hocus Pocus was entirely in the right in what he was about to do. And what was that, you ask? Well, Hocus swapped out the hat with a wreath as immediately started his way back to the schoolyard.

Well, Hocus Pocus raced back to the children as fast as he could, even going past the local traffic cop, who was startled by the fact that a hat was hopping around like a rabbit. Once Hocus finally reached the school, he let out a loud whistle to get the children's attention. Flurry looked behind her and saw the hat.

"Hey, guys, look! The hat's back!" she exclaimed. "Let's see if it'll bring Frosty to life like it did last time."

Flurry grabbed the hat, which caused Hocus to run away as she put it on Frosty's head. And sure enough, the hat brought Frosty to life once again.

"Happy birthday!" he exclaimed. "Hey! I said my first words!"

It took Frosty a while to realize that he really was alive. But once he did, he was so happy that he ended up singing and dancing with the kids. He danced until he started to feel hot.

"Uh-oh."

"What's the matter, Frosty?" Karen asked.

"Is there a thermometer around here?"

"Over there on the wall. Why?" Karen asked as she pointed to the school's thermometer.

Flurry noticed that the temperature was starting to rise.

"Uh-oh. That's not good. The thermometer shows that the temperature's rising, Karen," she said.

"But why? Why is that not good?"

"Karen, when the thermometer shows that the temperature is starting to rise, that means Frosty's going to start to melt. And if he melts, he'll become nothing more than a puddle of water."

"Then we've got to get him someplace where he'll never melt."

"The only place I'd never melt is the North Pole," Frosty sighed.

"Hey! My aunt lives there!" Flurry explains.

"No kidding?"

"Yeah. And if we can get you there, I'm sure she'll be more than happy to let you live there."

"Then we've got to get him there," Karen said.

"Yeah! We'll take you downtown to the railroad station!" one of the twins said.

"And put you on a train!" the other twin added.

"Great! I always to see the town," Frosty exclaimed. "Let's make a party out of it. Let's have a parade!"

"Yay! We're having a parade!" Flurry cheered as the others jumped up and down excitedly.

Frosty led everyone into town, including Hocus, while carrying his broom like a baton.

Once everyone was in town, they received quite a few looks from a lot of people. Most of which were shocked to see a snowman walking down the streets. The local barber even managed to mess up the mustache trim he was doing at the time when he saw Frosty outside. They even managed to shock a woman who was doing her hair, as she saw them in her hand mirror. She was so shocked by what she saw that she ended up fainting.

"Come on, kids. Follow the leader!" Frosty said as he got down on all fours.

"LEAPFROG!" Flurry shouted as she followed Karen.

Everyone played leapfrog with Frosty until everyone was over him, including Hocus. They all continued downtown until they reached the traffic. Frosty didn't stop until he told him to.

"Stop! STOP! STOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!" the traffic cop yelled.

Frosty and the others immediately stopped once the traffic cop told them to.

"All right, didn't you see the traffic light?"

"What's a traffic light?" Frosty asked.

"Up there on the lamppost!"

"What's a lamppost?"

"Oh, you want a ticket, wise guy?"

"I'd love one! To the North Pole, please?"

"You've got to excuse him, sir," Karen said at last. "You see, he just came to life... And he doesn't know much about such things."

"Oh, well, okay. If he just came to life," the traffic cop said.

He then blew his whistle and motioned to everyone that it was safe to go.

"That silly snowman. Once they come to life they don't know nothing."

He then realized what he had just witnessed and accidentally swallowed his own whistle in shock.

Well, after that little fiasco, everyone made it to the train station, where they found the booking clerk, the person who sells the tickets, sleeping in his chair. He was a balding old man wearing a white shirt, brown tie, green pants, blue shoes, glasses, a tan-ish vest, and a brown visor. Frosty, Karen and Flurry went up to the window to ask for their tickets.

"We'd like a ticket to the North Pole, please," Karen asked.

The clerk woke up and started frantically stamping a bunch of tickets that were all routes to the North Pole.

"Route you by the way of Saskatchewan, Hudson Bay, Nome, Alaska, the Klondike, and aurora borealis," the clerk said, reading off the tickets. "That'll be $3,000.04, including tax."

"$3,000?!" Flurry exclaimed. "Sir, we only need eight or nine tickets. And besides, most of us are just kids. We don't have any money on us."

"NO MONEY?!"

The clerk freaked out and was understandably upset.

"Listen, young lady, I don't care if it's Christmas or not. But the rules around here are very simple. No money... NO TICKET!"

And with that, he slammed his window shut in frustration.

"Well, you don't have to be so rude about it! Why is everyone always so touchy on Christmas Eve? Even my parents are like this until my aunt visits."

"Now I'll never get to the North Pole," Frosty groaned.

"Oh, Frosty! You just can't melt!" Karen sobbed.

"Karen, please, don't cry now! I'm stressed out as it is!" Flurry sobbed as tears welled up in her eyes. "Every year my parents are so busy with their work during the holidays that I feel like I'm being completely ignored! And on top of that, I only get to see my aunt once every year for about two minutes before she goes off, so I never get a chance to tell her too much! And not only that, but this year, we just a brought a snowman to life who's on the verge of melting if we don't get to the North Pole in time while being pursued by a crazy, second-rate magician!"

Unable to take it anymore, Flurry got on her knees and started crying her eyes out from all the stress that she's endured for so long.

"I... I didn't know," Karen said as she walked over to her. "Do you really feel that way?"

Flurry looked up and slowly nodded her head.

"Look, as soon as we get Frosty to the North Pole, just tell your parents how you feel. I'm sure they'll understand."

Flurry wiped the remaining tears away from her face and gave her best friend a hug.

"I hope so."

Just then, Hocus hopped over to them and tugged on Flurry's jacket.

"What is it, Hocus?"

Hocus pointed with his ears to a train outside the window. Karen's eyes lit up as soon as she saw the boxcar that the train was attached to.

"Look! A refrigerated boxcar on a train headed north!"

Everyone ran outside and peeked inside the boxcar. They all realized that it was a cargo train used to transport frozen desserts to the north. Flurry talked to the conductor of the train, who agreed to let at least three or four passengers travel with them, since having everyone in the boxcar could slow the train down.

"I just talked to the conductor," she said. "They agreed to let Frosty get on with three more passengers at the most."

"That's great news, Flurry," Frosty said. "Wow. This is such a neat way to travel."

Suddenly, the engineer blew the whistle, signaling the train was getting ready to pull out of the station.

"Hurry up, Frosty! The train is pulling out!" Karen said as she pushed Frosty into the boxcar.

Flurry then climbed into the boxcar as soon as Frosty got in.

"You coming with us, Karen?" she asked.

"I'm sure my mother won't mind... as long as I'm home in time for supper," Karen said as she climbed in the boxcar.

Hocus then hopped into the boxcar just as the train started building up steam. It didn't take long for the train to start its journey up north. Frosty, Karen and Flurry waved goodbye to the other kids as they took off. Unbeknownst to them, however, Professor Hinkle had caught up to them and hid himself under the caboose's railing. He made it his own personal goal to the hat back no matter what.

Author's Note

The whistle the train makes here is a Southern Pacific 6 chime whistle. This is whistle is often found on steam trains that were built by the Southern Pacific Transportation Company.

The Magic of Christmas

The train that was carrying Frosty, Karen, Flurry, and Hocus continued on its way up north. As for the boxcar itself, it was actually a splendid way to travel. Splendid, that is, if one is a snowman or a furry, coated rabbit. Humans, however, can only take so much cold weather before their body starts to feel the effects. And as for Karen, that's exactly what was happening. Poor Karen was shivering as she sat on one of the boxes of ice cream in between both Frosty and Flurry. Karen was so cold, in fact, that she ended up sneezing.

"Are you cold, Karen?" Frosty asked. "Now, that's a silly question. You wouldn't be sneezing if you weren't cold."

"Well, just... just a lit-- a little," Karen shivered before sneezing again.

Yes, Flurry was cold, too, but it wasn't to the point where she was sneezing like Karen. You see, Karen was colder than what Flurry was, because her legs were exposed. Flurry was lucky to be wearing pants with her winter clothes.

"Frosty, we should get out of here," Flurry shivered. "I don't think I can take much more of this."

Well, Frosty realized that the girls had to get out of that car as soon as possible. So when the little freight train stopped to let a yellow express bullet train carrying a bunch of happy Christmas travelers pass, Frosty took the opportunity and quickly got them all out. As soon as the train started back up again, everyone noticed Professor Hinkle under the caboose's railing.

"Oh, you tricked me! No fair!" he shouted as the freight train continued on its way.

As he got farther and farther away form everyone, Professor Hinkle finally climbed up the caboose in order to make a jump to hopefully get to them. Unfortunately for him, he instead tumbled down a snowy mountain and ended up crashing against a tree. The snow that was on the tree landed on top of him, while the icicles landed around him. Professor Hinkle eventually passed out after about a minute or so.

Meanwhile, Frosty carried Karen through a forest during a nasty blizzard as both Flurry and Hocus trailed along behind him. Frosty wanted to get as far away as he could before Hinkle woke up. And let me tell you, it was not easy for everyone to traverse through the blizzard. It was so cold that even Hocus was starting to shiver. And to top it all off, Karen's condition was getting worse the farther they traveled. It eventually got to the point where Flurry lost all feeling and mobility from her waist all the way down to her feet.

"Frosty, I'm cold! I can't even feel my legs anymore!" she shivered before sneezing.

"Hocus, I've got to get the girls all warmed up, or they're gonna be goners," Frosty explained.

Hocus explained through his body language that Frosty should try making a fire to warm them up.

"I can't make a fire. Oh, boy, that's one thing I really can't do."

"If I wasn't so numb, I'd make one."

"Guess we just better keep moving until we find someone who can."

The group struggled through the blizzard until they eventually came upon a tiny glen, which seemed almost magical. They then noticed something that caught their eye in that glen. The animals were decorating the snow-covered evergreen trees. You see, the woodlands were getting ready for the Christmas celebration, as well. They knew Santa would be coming that night and they wanted everything to be just right. Seeing the critters hard at work gave Frosty an idea.

"Hocus, speak to the animals," he instructed. "See if they won't all pitch in and build a fire for the girls."

Hocus hopped over to the animals and explained everything to them through his body language. Much to everyone's relief, the animals were delighted to help. So they found a spot away from the glen, where the fire wouldn't catch on to the trees. They gathered just enough branches to make a campfire to help the girls get warm. Soon, there was a spark, and in almost no time, a splendid fire was crackling away.

Thanks to the animals' help, Karen and Flurry were able to warm themselves up in a matter of minutes. Frosty, of course, was very careful to stay far away from the flames.

"You feeling better?" Flurry asked.

"Yes, a lot," Karen responded.

"Thank goodness."

Flurry breathed on her hands to warm them up quicker, as they were still cold from trudging through the blizzard. She then looked up at the stars and started to remember something that her aunt once told her.

"Auntie Twilight once told me that she actually helped raised Santa."

"Get out!"

"No, really. It was at least 70 years ago."

"Wait, how old is your aunt?"

"She still looks the same as she did nearly a century ago. At least, that's what she told me. She also said that Santa had to deliver toys to place where they were outlawed."

"A place that outlawed toys? That sounds awful!"

"It was. They got caught until one of her friends and Mrs. Claus helped free them."

"Wow, your family's amazing!"

"That's what everyone else says. But sometimes I wonder if that's all they think about. You know, how cool it is that my aunt lives with Santa at the North Pole, and how my dad is the head chief of the police department. Makes me wonder what it would be like if my family was just... normal."

"Look, you know as well as I do that it doesn't really matter what kind of family you have, just as long as they show their love for you."

"I guess..."

As the girls continued talking, Frosty spoke with Hocus on who to contact to get the girls back home where they would be warm and him to the North Pole. It was eventually decided on Santa Claus, since he lived at the North Pole.

"Hocus, you go back with the animals," Frosty instructed. "And when Santa comes, you bring him right here. Understand?"

Hocus nodded, then hopped back over to where the animals were.

As the night went on, Frosty kept up a silent vigil, waiting patiently all through the night until Santa would arrive. As he waited, both Karen and Flurry continued to warm themselves up by the fire. That was soon cut short when Professor Hinkle made himself known and blew out the fire.

"No! Don't!" Frosty exclaimed as he ran up to Hinkle.

"Now, give me that hat, or else!" Professor Hinkle threatened.

"Or else, what?"

"Don't bother me with details! GIVE ME THAT HAT!"

Frosty quickly ducked out of the way before Professor Hinkle could steal the hat off of him and got down for the girls to get on. As soon as they got on his shoulders, Frosty slid down the snow as if he were a sled. You see, since he was made of snow himself, Frosty was the fastest belly-whopper in the world. And old Professor Hinkle was soon far outdistanced.

Once they reached the bottom of the hill, Frosty saw a tiny greenhouse. Flurry immediately recognized it as the place where her mother buys tropical poinsettias every Christmas.

"It's got to be all warm and snug inside for those Christmas flowers to grow so beautiful. Let's go in," Frosty said as he carried Karen.

"But... But you will melt," Karen warned.

"Just a little. I'll only stay inside for a minute. Besides, I've been meaning to take off a little weight, anyway."

Frosty entered the greenhouse with the girls and started to sweat furiously. It was a lot hotter than he had expected.

"Stay in here much longer and I'll really make a splash in the world," he joked.

The girls chuckled, since they found his joke to be funny. They weren't laughing for long, as Flurry noticed that the door had closed behind them. It was Professor Hinkle. He had caught up to them and trapped them inside the greenhouse. As he relished in his victory, he soon heard the sound of sleigh bells overhead. He looked up and saw Santa with Twilight in his sleigh. This time, however, she was wearing a different outfit, as the times had changed.

"There! There he is!" Twilight shouted, pointing down towards the glen where Hocus was.

Santa landed his sleigh at the glen where both he and Twilight were met by Hocus. Hocus explained the situation to Santa and Twilight. And if you recall, Santa had animal helpers when he was younger, so he would naturally be able to understand Hocus fluently. Professor Hinkle, who saw them coming, immediately hid behind a tree so he wouldn't get caught. And when neither Santa, Twilight, or Hocus found Frosty or one of the girls on the hill, they eventually followed Frosty's path in the snow to the greenhouse.

"I've got a bad feeling about this," Twilight gulped.

Santa opened the door expecting to find a snowman with two girls, but found something else. You see, when they got inside, a terrible sight met their eyes. Karen was on her knees crying her eyes out. In front of her was a puddle of water with the hat, the corncob pipe, the button nose, and the two pieces of coal that were used as Frosty's eyes. Frosty had melted. Flurry was crying, too. Twilight slowly walked up to her niece and put her hand on her shoulder. Flurry looked up with tears in her eyes and gave Twilight a big hug as she continued to cry.

"We're... We're too late," Twilight said sadly as she hugged Flurry even tighter. "There, there, Flurry. It's all right. Auntie Twilight's here."

"Too late? Why, nonsense!" Santa said reassuringly before turning his focus to Karen. "Don't cry, Karen. Frosty's not gone for good."

Flurry wiped the tears from her eyes upon hearing Santa's voice.

"But, Santa... he melted," she said tearfully.

"That's true, but you see, he was made out of Christmas snow, and Christmas snow could never disappear completely."

He then picked up Karen and sat her down on a box that had poinsettias growing from it.

"Oh, it sometimes goes away for almost a year at a time and takes form of Spring and Summer rain."

Twilight's eyes lit upon hearing Santa say this.

"Oh, yeah! That's right!" she exclaimed as she got down to Flurry's eye level. "Flurry, do remember when I told you about the one time Winter made it snow on Christmas Eve because his magic powers weren't working?"

"Oh, yeah! That was the year I was born, wasn't it?" Flurry said.

"Uh-huh. It was prophesized that another winter baby would come around and do wonderful things. That was you. You helped bring Frosty to life thanks to your strong friendship with Karen. And when a good cold December wind kisses the rain, it'll definitely turn into the magical Christmas snow again."

Flurry smiled and hugged her aunt as she let a happy tear escape from her eyes.

"So, are you ready to make the magic happen?"

"Mmm-hmm."

Flurry walked up to the greenhouse's door and opened it up. Sure enough, a good December wind blew inside and brought Frosty back outside with everything except his hat. Flurry was about to put it on, when she was soon interrupted by Professor Hinkle.

"Wait a minute!" he snarled. "I want that hat and I want it, now."

"Don't you dare touch that," Santa warned.

"And just what are you going to do about it?"

"If you so much as lay a finger on the brim, I'll never bring you another Christmas present as long as you live."

"Never?"

"Never!"

"No more trick cards or... magic balls or..."

"No more anything."

"Oh, that's not fair," Professor Hinkle groaned, kicking one of his magic cans. "I mean, we evil magicians have to make a living, too."

"If you're really sorry, Hinkle, then you'll go straight home and write I am very sorry for what I did to Frosty at least one thousand times," Twilight said. "And then, maybe, just maybe, you might find something from Santa stuffed in your stocking tomorrow morning.

"A new hat maybe?"

"Maybe..."

"Oh, yes, ma'am. Goodbye everyone! Sorry to lose and run, but I've got to get busy writing. Busy! Busy! Busy!"

And with that, Professor Hinkle went home to start writing his apology lines.

Flurry giggled, as she found it funny that a grown man was being reduced to writing lines as his punishment.

"Come on, sweetie. Put the hat on Frosty. We're all waiting for him."

Flurry nodded and put the hat on Frosty's head. Almost immediately, Frosty came back to life, much to Karen's delight. Everyone was so happy that they all ended up dancing for at least ten minutes before setting off for Karen and Flurry's neighborhood.

And so Santa took the girls home and made ready to bring Frosty back to the North Pole. Karen hated to say goodbye to Frosty and Flurry didn't want to say goodbye to her favorite and only aunt. But they knew they had to. Twilight gave her niece a kiss on the cheek before she took off with Santa and Frosty.

And after all of that, Flurry went inside and told her mom everything. Cadence hugged her and told her that she would pay more attention to her from now on. And just like Twilight and Santa promised before taking her and Karen home, Frosty returned every year with the magical Christmas snow. And every year, there was a great celebration with a big Christmas parade. In fact, they're doing one right now.

Well, that was a Christmas for you. Flurry's close bond with Karen was the very catalyst that made the hat magic in the first place. And with Frosty the Snowman, Christmas was always very merry, indeed. And I hope you have a merry Christmas, too.

THE END