Anything italicized is someone's thought bubble or they're singing

It was now December 24th and all of the children in the world were going to sleep for Christmas Eve night, waiting for Santa Claus to come and give them gifts for being good boys and girls.

North was a busy mess with getting last minute details done before putting on his iconic red suit and got in the sleigh. Dottie watched the yetis getting the bag packed and put on the sleigh with Farah by her side as Jack walked up beside them.

"I thought the elves made the toys," Dottie said curiously.

"And packed the sleigh," Farah added as a little elf ran passed her feet.

"We just let them believe that," Jack whispered as North got into his sleigh. "Good luck, North!"

"You want ride, Jack?" North asked as he grabbed the reins.

"Nah. I'll stay here. Besides, isn't the party tonight when you get back?" Jack stated, making North smile at the youngest Guardian.

"Good reason to stay." He said. "See ya soon, kids!" And with that, North was out of the cave area, right as the clock struck midnight.

"Come on!" Farah said with a smile. "I have something for you, Jack."

"Me?" The winter spirit questioned with surprise. He really wasn't expecting anything from this once villain. Sure, she was once Flee Overland, his baby sister, but he just found out who she was now. He really didn't think she'd have something for him.

"Yeah!" Farah exclaimed. "I mean, it's been a few days now and I wanted to get my old brother a gift." She had started running off towards the party room, making Dottie giggle at the young snowstorm spirit's antics.

"She still acts like a 9-year-old." She said as Jack looked at her for a moment. His smile lit up his face as he watched her. She was playing with her fingers out of being nervous, but what he noticed when looked at her hands, was that she was playing with her engagement ring by pulling it off and putting it back on.

"Hey..." He began as he took her hand and looked at the ring. "...you still have it."

"Huh? Oh yeah." Dottie said as she smiled. "When I was created I didn't know where it came from. My memories were gone."

"Same," Jack said back as he looked into her eyes.

"Then, Oracle showed up and gave them back to me. I remembered everything after that...and I never took it off."

"I wish I remembered you sooner."

"Jackie, it's fine." Dottie began. "You were busy being Jack Frost and having fun. But I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't eager to see you again."

"You knew I was Jack Frost?"

"Well yeah. The moment I heard about the rambunctious Winter Spirit who pulled pranks, I knew it was you." Jack chuckled at Dottie's remark as she smiled in return. "Some things never change."

"Same with you, hon," Jack said before hearing Farah's voice beyond the door.

"Guys! Come on!"

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Farah ran into the party room and went straight for the big tree. She ran behind it quickly as Jack and Dottie walked in as well, with Tooth and Bunny just staring in curiosity at the young girl.

"What's up with yer sister, mate?" Bunny asked Jack as Farah yelled out.

"Found it!"

"I think we're about to find out," Jack answered as Farah ran up to him and handed him a small blue box with frost patterns on it and a cute white bow in the center.

"This is for you." She said as Jack hesitantly took it from Farah's hands. He looked at her for a moment as she nodded for him to open it with a smile.

He took a breath as he took off the lid and saw a silver necklace in the shape of a circle, with a snowflake in the center, inside the box. He stared at it for a moment before noticing a hinge on one side of the charm, making him wedge his fingernail inside the circle and open it.

Inside was a black and white photo of the little boy he saw with Flee the day she died in his memories.

"That's David," Farah said, making Jack look up at her with surprise. "David Jack."

"Your son?" Jack asked.

"Yeah," Farah answered. "He was a lot like you. Pulled pranks and had fun."

"I...I don't know what to say."

"Well, a thank you would be nice." Farah sassed, making Bunny chuckle at the remark.

"Yeah, thank you! Thank you!" Jack said as he hugged her. "Also, mind telling me what his last name was?"

"Oh, that's easy." Farah began as they pulled away. "It was Bennett." At that name, Jack froze, looking back up at Farah.

"Bennett?" He asked surprised.

"Yeah. David Jack Bennett."

Jack was in shock at this new knowledge of his nephew. No wonder little Charles looked familiar. He thought to himself before he smiled at his sister.

"Say, there's someone I want you to meet, Flee."

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Snow was falling down outside, as a 14-year-old Jamie Bennett sat on the porch in his backyard. He smiled as the flakes touched his nose, leaving a cold sensation going up his entire body. It was refreshing, to say the least.

He looked up at the sky, after hearing sleigh bells chime through the air, and saw North flying high up in the midnight sky. He smiled knowing he would be coming soon.

"Jamie!" An all too familiar voice called, making him look over and see Jack flying up to him.

"Hey, Jack! Merry Christmas!" Jamie said smiling.

"Merry Christmas to you too!" Jack said as he landed near the boy, with Farah not far behind. "How has your holiday been with the new dad?"

"It's been nice. My step-father is actually pretty cool." Jamie said with a grin.

"That's good."

"Hey, Jack?" Jamie asked as he was looking passed Jack now.

"Yeah?"

"Who's the girl with you?" Farah's eyes widened as did Jack's with surprise.

"You can see me?" She asked as she walked forward some.

"Well, yeah. Why?"

"My name is Farah Snow, Spirit of Snowstorms." Farah began as she knelt down in front of his sitting form. "I was once Jack's sister when he was alive."

"Really?" Jamie asked shocked. "That's so cool! I actually have a sister as well! Her name is Sophie."

"That's a really pretty name," Farah said smiling as a tear fell from her eye.

"What's wrong?" Jamie asked with worry.

"Nothing. It's just...you look a lot like my husband."

"I do? Well, my mom did say I have the same look as our ancestor Charles Bennett."

"That was my husband," Farah said. Jamie looked at her for a moment as it clicked in his head who Farah could have been.

"Wait...that would mean your my four or three time great grandma."

"Indeed I am."

"And that means, Jack is..."

"Part of your lineage as well." Jack chimed in smiling.

Jamie smiled with excitement before jumping on Farah, giving her a hug of joy, which caught the young Snowstorm Spirit by surprise. She smiled more before giving a tight embrace that grandma would their grandchild.

Jack smiled at the scene before he felt the cold dead stare of fear hit his neck from behind. He looked over at the pond not that far from the house he was at now and saw a sand made wolf looking at him with glowing yellow eyes. He knew that sand creature like he knew his ice. But it was blue, not black. So who could it have belonged to?

Farah had just pulled away from the hug Jamie gave her, when she felt a chillingly and scarily feeling run down her spine. She knew this feeling anyway. "Jamie, I think you should get to bed." She said as she looked around.

"Yeah. You're probably right. I'll see you guys tomorrow, right?" Jamie retorted making Jack grin at his friends eagerness.

"Of course, sweetheart." Farah said with a sweet grin on her own face. "Now go to bed."

"Okay. Night Jack!" Jamie began. "And night grandma." And with that, he ran inside his house. Farah smiled at the name he called her. Grandma...had a nice ring to it. But soon her happiness melted away when she remembered why she sent the young boy away. She leaned over to Jack and whispered in his ear: "We have to go."

And with that, Jack took out a snow globe and said the location quietly before smashing it on the ground, and then hopping inside it with Farah, not knowing that Pitch was watching the whole time.

"This is going to be fun." He said evilly.