This chapter, in the spirit of the holidays, was co-written with my father. He not only came up with the idea but helped write it. He also has a tumblr, Ma1bob, where he posts pictures of snow and Newfoundland. If you like go follow him. I hope you all have a happy holiday.

In the deep of winter, Korra, the rest of team Avatar, Tenzin and his family and Zhu li were all sitting around a fire on Air Temple Island. All were happy and telling stories of times past. The only one who felt out of place would be Zhu li. She was sent to have some time to herself by her boss Varrick. When asked if he would be needing her he simply told her that he was working on an idea that could possibly be lucrative for his business. While she respected her boss's wishes, she still felt out of place in certain social circles without him. But Bolin had invited her to hang out with the rest of his friends so she accepted.

Then all of a sudden the doors slammed open. The Avatar and her friends got into a fighting position before they realized it was just Varrick joining the party. Varrick was panting to regain his breath, he must have ran all the way there, yet he had his manic idea smile on his face so everyone calmed down some.

"You guys, I've come up with one of my best mover ideas yet! I started thinking of an old tale my father used to tell me and it all started coming together. Now everyone sit down because you are about to hear what I call, 'The Tale of the Forgotten Avatar'"

Korra cocked an eyebrow, "This should be interesting,"

Varrick just smiled, "Oh yes it will, seeing as you're one of the main characters."

"Wait what?" Korra asked

"Just let me tell the story. Now it all starts here…"

'Korra stood upon the mountain top. The winter had come and she was cold to the bone. She looked to the north. There was something calling her to go there. She had this feeling for weeks but it was getting stronger. It made no sense. What could it be? She shivered, wishing she could fathom this feeling.

As Korra approached the North Pole, she started to make out the silhouette of an ice castle. She looked at her map and there was no mention of this place. The map just showed vast wasteland. The northern tribe had also said that she was on a fool's errand. There was nothing up here but desolation. But here it was. This castle it shined glaringly under the sunlight.

Korra approached the doors. They were massive wood things with beautiful carvings and inlaid jewels. As she went to knock, the doors started to open as if they expected her. She poked her head in. "Hello. Anyone here?" Her voice echoed throughout the place.

The building put off a shining glow from the ice. One might even think that it was guarded by spirits. There were long dark wood tables that lined the walls with odd objects and dust scattered over the top. But the thing that caught her eye the most was a giant pine wood tree with spirits and coloured balls encircling it.

Korra jumped when a voice echoed "Come in Avatar. Don't be afraid." Down the corridor, Cora saw a light that seemed to beckon her forward. She came upon a large room with a fire crackling in the fireplace. She was cold and couldn't wait to warm herself up. In a chair facing the fire, Korra saw a very large man; he was dressed all in red with white fur trimmings. "Come in child, I won't hurt you. You must be freezing from your journey." he said with a smile. His face was warm yet tired looking.

"Who are you and what is this place?" asked Korra

"Ah that is a long story. Pull up a chair and I will tell you a tale. My name is Santa. I am the forgotten Avatar."

"Long ago the Avatar was the only connection to all of the nations and the spirit realm. I would travel from nation to nation and see so much melancholy among the children. Those who had bending were not creative enough to use it properly and those who couldn't had the imagination but no tool to express it with. I knew that I could bridge that gap. So I came here to start a place to give children tools for their imagination, and would expand on their imagination."

Korra just seemed confused, "But why here?"

Santa just smiled, "Well child, you must know about the link to the spirit world up here. I knew I couldn't do this alone, so I turned to the spirits. They gave me protection and helped me build tools that just seemed like toys to the children."

Santa got up from his chair and walked to one of the long tables, picking up four items then returning to his chair. "You see each toy represented an element and the things you could do with it. Here you have a top that when you spin it, it flies into the air. Next you have an orb of water that is always swirling. Then there is this clay, it will form into anything you wish and will never dry out so the children could always make new things. Lastly is a lantern. The flame never dims or goes out. You can also put pictures in the lantern and it will show you it projected on a wall. All of these gifts not only represent the elements but let your imagination grow by using them."

"But why do you need the spirits?" Korra questioned

"Because they give these gifts their power. I couldn't have done any of this without their help. Using air bending and there help I could lift a sleigh into the sky so I could deliver all of these toys to the children of world. Bending or not, the children could now create and play creatively with the elements. New ideas could be made and adapted for the gifts."

Korra was in pure amazement, but something didn't seem right. "Why don't you still deliver your gifts? I'm sure children would still love these."

Santa just shook his head and turned to the large tree in the room. "Because people forgot about me and the spirits. Every winter families used to put up trees in their houses for me to put the toys under. It is what drew the spirits to the houses. Then slowly they stopped. There were no longer houses with trees to draw in spirits. No one needed my gifts, imagination was everywhere. I hope I helped with that but I can't be sure. The spirits still feel the need to keep me protected so I've been here ever since."

"How long have you been here? And why did I feel something calling me here?"

"Longer than I can count. The spirits have kept me young, well youngish," The man laughed as he patted his snow white beard. "And as for why you're here, I do not know. Maybe the spirits wished for me to be remembered. Maybe they are letting us both know that my time has passed but the remaining gifts shouldn't be left to gather dust. Give them to the children. They too will forget one day but it's the present that counts. As long as they are happy now, then nothing else matters." Santa said with a sad smile.

He then led Korra to one of the tables, "This is all that remains. The spirits don't make toys anymore but they still hold up. Give them to those who need them." There were at least eighty toys on the table. Twenty of each gift.

Korra looked to the old man, "How am I supposed to carry all of this?"

Santa smiled, "The spirits gave me a bag a long time ago. You can put whatever you want in the bag and it will always have more room. Use it and give what I no longer can."

"I will. Thank you." With that she gave the man a hug, "I will make sure that you will no longer be forgotten."

The man dressed in red and white smiled at the young Avatar. He knew she would keep her word. With a bag full of gifts he sent her on her way, knowing that his work was done.'

Varrick concluded his story. The room had a mixture of reactions. Bolin and Ikki were tearing up, Asami and Korra smiled widely, Tenzin and Mako were going over historical inaccuracies, and everyone else was clapping.

Zhu li looked proudly upon her boss. He always could tell a compelling story. Varrick noticed the look and smiled. It was nice to have everyone else's approval of the story, but to make Zhu li smile like that, that was a real gift.

Varrick then smiled, "See after this mover comes out my company will be there with these toys and Korra here can help promote them. It's a win for everyone!"

"So this is just a way for you to sell your products by using the Avatar?" Mako said cynically.

Varrick nodded, "Korra is the best way to spread not only the gifts that I will recreate from the old story but the story itself. Who better to spread the story of a lost Avatar than the current Avatar!"

"You can keep me out of this. Good story, but I'm not your mascot," Korra said as she left the room. Almost everyone followed her out. Bolin even patted him on the shoulder to show his support. The only one who stayed behind was Zhu li.

"So do you want me to send these toy ideas to the testing lab, Sir?" Zhu li asked with her usual tone.

Varrick sighed, "Yes, Zhu li. Even without the Avatar's help, we can still monetize this."