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.