Tik-Tok..Tik-Tok..time was ticking away. The elves were more skittish than usual, after all there was a crisis occurring in the workshop. Everyone kept to schedule and yet there was a deficit in toys! This was obviously unacceptable, there were only..115 days until the big day, Christmas Day.

Of course you found this to be mildly alarming, if the production kept at this rate, there wouldn’t be enough toys to gift to thousands-..no, millions, of children around the world.

After much thought you finally came to the realization that you might need help. You had to save Christmas somehow. And so you called upon a meeting, one of every spirit. Of course everyone attended, the Easter Bunny, Mother Nature, Father Time, Cupid, and the Sand Man. Once everyone settled, you reluctantly endured the seemingly necessary pleasantries of the others. After a moment of listening to their chatter everyone seemed to go silent at once, the only sound in the dining hall being approaching footsteps. Oh no…Jack Frost. With a fluid movement he came to lean against the table, purposefully remaining a bit too close to you for comfort.

“Frosty is here to save the day! Heard that the elves were slackin’ off, aye?”