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The initial plan of taking Frosty through the town to get to the train station seemed to flow without a hitch, even with the fact that multiple people were staring at the walking and talking snowman with nothing short of amazement. The almost comical part of it all was when Frosty reached the crossing guard stationed in the square, he had no idea that he was supposed to stop.
"STOP! STOP! STOOOP!" The irate policeman hollered, immediately bringing all traffic to a halt as he regarded the wintry offender. "Alright, didn't you see that traffic light?"
"What's a traffic light?" Frosty innocently asked, totally baffled by the string of words that had come from the lawman. This only seemed to further aggravate him, as he leaned in closer to make his point clear.
"Up there on the lamppost!"
"What's a lamppost?" The snowman came back with, inadvertently mimicking the looming stance. Pulling off a bit, the by now greatly-frustrated officer of the law drew out his last weapon with a smirk.
"Oh, you want a ticket, wise guy?"
If he had been hoping this would be enough to mollify Frosty, he had been sadly mistaken. The snowman's mind immediately jumped to the idea of train tickets.
"I'd love one! To the North Pole, please!"
Given that the poor man was baffled out of his mind by the response, Karen chose that moment to jump into the melee.
"You've got to excuse him, sir. You see, he just came to life, and he doesn't really know much about such things."
To his credit, the police officer seemed somewhat relieved to simply get this problem out of the intersection.
"Well, okay, if he just came to life." A quick blow on the whistle and a sweeping gesture sent the small party onward. Albeit, he was still smarting over the whole misunderstanding.
"That silly snowman. Once they come to life they don't know nothing…"
Then reality kicked back in and he found himself actually processing what had just come out of his mouth.
"C-come to life?"
