'It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas,' was the thought in the mans mind as he walked about, staring as kids who were tossing the football around phased through him, he stared at them sadly, quietly sucking on a jawbreaker, "Soon they will be running about with Santa and the others..." He whispered and looked as it became dark, kids went in, getting ready for bed, he sighed and stared as the Jack-o-Lanterns lit up, "Soon... it will be my turn though." he whispered, and clad in black boots he walked into a dark swirling mist that glowed green, smiling a bit as he did so, fangs glistening.

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Laughing lightly as people ran about Jack Frost blew some breath into his hands smiling as he looked at the snow in his hands before he threw them around, hitting a few kids in the face, their eyes sparked with the magic of fun, and began to run about, sledding, slaying, and having fun in the snow, he smiled, knowing t hat most of the kids there could see him, and any that didn't would soon see once the other kids began to talk and play with him.
He played and laughed until he heard a noise, frowning as one of the kids dropped their snowballs and looked up pointing one gloved hand at the sky. He looked up, the aurora lights? He frowned and waved goodbye to everyone before grabbing his staff and twirled it about before jumping up and riding the breeze.

When he finally got to the North Pole he looked at the head honcho, Santa himself, though around them he was mostly called North.
"What's going on big guy?" Jack questioned staring up as the others assembled.
"I don't know... the man in the moon sent this aurora out, I don't even know what he wants." He responded, his accent thick and a bit garbled since he was calmly eating a cookie, the moon showing through the window caught his attention as well as the others who had been gathering.
The moon shown through t he glass and the area was lit up, before a pillar appeared,
"A new guardian?" Bunnymund questioned hopping forward on his powerful legs and sniffed at the pillar before a black cloud appeared.
"Pitch?" Jack said frowning, hadn't the boogy man learned enough?
"No... not Pitch... Hollow."