Years of the Icy Claus.
Krampus walked the streets of whatever city he was in.
Jack's whole letting people into the Pole during the holidays really messed him up.
Sure he could have sworn Jack wanted to do it everyday of the year, but he guessed that Jack limited things once he actually started his whole commercialization of the Pole.
So here he was, spending another month-ish just wasting his time until he had to jump foreward another year to the start of the next month.
For some reason he wasn't able to leave this place. This was the fifth time that he had to experience this month of Frostmas.
He tried to reach out to Calvin, just to see if there was some way to fix this, but the guy he found was not Santa. This Scott Calvin never put on that coat, so he was the exact person you'd expect to be. He did get that promotion at the toy company though so he guessed that was nice, a couple more years and he could buy the company outright.
Krampus even tried to use his portion of omnipotence to see if there was any way that this could be changed. Sure there was the hall of snowglobes but he was sure that he'd never get Jack to say the words. That and he was surprised to see that his vision to the future was until Christmas Eve of the twelfth year of this and all he got was nothing.
He got to see a whole lot of the now and what was to come, and he really wasn't surprised. All of these changes that Jack made just made people a whole lot worse. Instead of there being a Christmas and a holiday season for people to be closer there was an entire season of what felt like Black Friday.
Krampus had held himself in a cabin near to one of the Sámi tribes. They usually herded their reindeer near the area where he had his cabin so there was something nice for him to experience. Jack's grasp really hadn't been felt in some of the farther corners of the world, though every time he came back he could see just the smallest bit more of it.
He really didn't do his job anymore. What use was the incentive to be nicer when the guy that was supposed to be rewarding the good kids was instead offering a spot on the nice list for a price and selling gifts rather than giving them.
Sure he tried, but he just ended up making worse people.
There really wasn't much more that he could do. The days had really just melded together and he was just waiting for his months of shutting in to be over.
Sorry guys, I really wanted to have these here on time. It's just that life had to happen when it did and I didn't write enough extra chapters to cover when I wasn't writing.