Jack stared down at the package in his hands, eyes wide. "Guys...what is this?"

Jamie and Sophie bounced on their heels excitedly.

"It's a Christmas present! We wanted to get you something but didn't really know what you would want, so we just sort of..." Jamie trailed off and gestured silently to the lumpy, messily-wrapped present. "Yeah. You should just open it."

"But..." Jack frowned, "I don't have anything to give to you."

"Don't care!" Sophie laughed cheerily, giving him a thumbs up. She was definitely taking after her brother. "Open it!"

"Right," Jamie agreed. "We don't care. It's not like you could go out and get us something, anyway. So...yeah, open it"

Jack hesitantlyobliged, carefully peeling back the tape and crumbling the wrapper into a ball. He swallowed a lump in his throat. This was the first time—since he had become immortal, at least—he had ever received a Christmas present. He'd never had anyone to give to or receive from before now. In fact, he was expecting to just spend his holidays flying around aimlessly making it snow in random places like he usually did.

Jamie and Sophie, despite having pretty much their entire extended family staying in their home at the time, still found time to find him a present, wrap it, and hunt him down in the Burgess woods to give it to him. They probably would never understand what such an act meant to him after three hundred years of isolation. Jack didn't even care what the present was. Just the fact that he had received it meant the world and more.

In his hands he held a lump of soft cloth, and when he held it up Jack discovered a long white scarf that would be completely plain if it weren't for the pale blue and silver snowflake design on the hem.

"...Jack?" Jamie said hesitantly when the winter spirit remained silent, staring at the scarf with a flat expression. "Sorry, it was a dumb idea, we should have gotten something—"

"Are you stupid?" Jack cut in.

"Huh?"

"You think I don't like this?" Jack frowned and held the scarf up. At full length, it was almost as tall as he was. "This is the best freaking thing I've ever gotten in my life."

"R-Really?" Jamie's face lit up with a bright, relieved smile.

He nodded. "Really. Thanks."

Sophie cheered. "Put it on! Put it on!"

Jack wound the scarf around his neck, leaving the ends trailing behind him, and grinned. "Does it look good on me?"

The siblings nodded unanimously and it was clear they couldn't have been happier with his words.

Jack ruffled Jamie's hair.

"Really, kid. Thank you."

He blushed. "It really wasn't a big deal. It was on sale and stuff, and I thought..."

"I don't care if you picked it up off the sidewalk. Doesn't change the fact I love it."

Jamie opened his mouth to reply, but at that moment his mother's voice cut through the winter air. "Jamie? Sophie? It's time to come in!"

"Okay!" the boy called back. "Be right there!"

The two children hurried forward and Jack stumbled back as they both hugged him around the waist. Getting over his momentary surprise, he bent down and returned it.

"Merry Christmas, Jack."

"Yeah. Same to you too, kid."