Rebirth:
For a long, long time, there was a weird disjointed feeling in Frosty. It was still uncomfortably warm, but he couldn't really focus long enough. He wondered if this was what sleeping felt like.
Suddenly, a brisk, almost refreshing burst of cold washed over him, and he seemed to regather in some way. But, there was still something missing, something that he needed very much if he wanted to be, well, alive again.
In what seemed like hours, someone put a hat on his head. But, this hat was like no other. For one thing, with the hat came a burst of magic. Magic that spread throughout the entirety of the snowman, and making it animate enough to open it's eyes, tilt it's head slightly to the side and say…
"Happy Birthday!"
