eachdraidh | ✈ fifth snowy flight ❄

[The locket seems to be set up on a counter in a bedroom in the Station. To the side of the screen, there appears to be a small miniature ice sculpture of a pine tree, sparkling from the glow of the fireplace in the far background. Jack makes final adjustments in angling the locket just right to show off his crystal art project as well as his own smirking face.]

Alright, there's a whole ton of you out there that are either old and ancient or from some weird world that never got to know the cool Earth holidays, so lucky you — I'm here to provide you with a little Q&A on what Christmas is.

It doesn’t make any sense. It’s Father Christmas’s birthday but … not his birthday, too? Why is he giving out gifts for some other guy? [ OH, LOOK, one confused Viking is sitting on the bed. Hiccup gestures animatedly. ] Jack, your gods aren’t making any sense, even Loki’s more organised than this.

[The winter spirit rolls his eyes, waving a hand to hush the man behind him, keeping his attention on the locket instead of addressing him.]

The point is: you set up a ton of colorful lights around, you toss up a big tree to get sap all over your fingers, and then you find presents underneath it on the morning of the 25th. [That’s about the gist of it, right?] Look, I’m not big on bribing kids with gifts, but it does get people slacking off from all that serious crap so they can run outside and make a snowman or something. Gotta give it props for that.

So, basically, it’s Snoggletog without Thor. [ Flatly voiced from the peanut gallery. ] Boy, does that sound like a hoot.

No, no. [He finally turns his back to face Hiccup, shaking a pointed finger at him.] Don’t compare it to your aggressive “missing toes” Viking catastrophe of a holiday. [Turning back to the locket:] Just to be clear — mistletoe, that little plant that’s hung up everywhere on ceilings during the month, means you kiss the person you’re caught under it with — it’s not for punching them, as some people believe.

[ Wow, Hiccup’s just going to fold his arms right now. So rude. ]

I could always dredge up the will to punch you, if you’re getting tired of hanging out under mistletoe and suffering the other option.

[ No, he couldn’t. But he can say he might!! ]

Uh huh, sure. [With a momentary deadpan expression, Jack finally just shrugs with a sigh.] Anyway, I know the guy who hands out the presents, been in his secret lair in the North Pole and everything, so if you want to know more about elves — the small critter-like ones who don’t actually wrap the presents — or yetis, caroling and eggnog, whatever, I can fill in all the blanks for you.

[A pause before he adds:] Just do me a favor, be a pal, and run out to play in the snow for a bit, got it?

Excuse you, I am known for my incredibly artistic Snow Furies, Jack. Just because I don’t go prancing around yelling about how great winter is doesn’t mean I don’t know how to have fun.

First of all, I was talking to them, not you. Second, winter is great and I don’t think you understand how—

I’m Jack Frost, I can’t help kissing aaaall the snowflakes because I’m in love with them—

[The bickering continues for however long. Interruptions for questions would be more than welcome at this point.]

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If the vikings made it a tradition, is it not still a valid tradition, Jack Frost?

[ just not one you like... ]

It sounds just as silly as the other human traditions. I don't see how it's different. Except that it's maybe marginally more amusing...

Yeah, but we're talking severed body parts here. That's not exactly a tradition you want to spread around.

[Like it or not, he likes to keep the gore to a minimum.]

But surely there are quite a lot of those lying around.

[ it's a war isn't it wars mean body parts - she should just shut up what the fuck ]

Are you going to be giving out presents on the holiday itself?

[He cringes a bit at the thought. He's avoided most of the war issues here, but back home he had to live watching plenty of them happen right in front of him. It's not exactly something he likes to think about it.]

Me personally? Well, my "gift" is usually the flurries of snow for people to have a little fun in. I'm no Santa Claus to be giving actual presents.

[He pauses with a thought.] But sometimes you don't have to depend on him for the gifts either. Some people do give presents to people they care about.

[Will he? He hasn't thought about it until now.]

[ Shijima notes the cringe but doesn't bother to call him out on it. It isn't as though she's planning to do much in regards to the war, at the moment. ]

Yes. The humans I lived with used to give me toys. Little stuffed mice. Things with feathers.

[ They are unfortunately not here, so it looks like she's back to not getting anything. Well, she only lived with them for like fifteen years. A drop in the bucket. ]

I brought them real mice, but they did not appreciate it properly.

Real mice. [Right. Cat. He's amused though and breaks into chuckles.]

Well, you know. Some people are just so ungrateful.

They were. And they complained about the flower beds, too.

[ god if she wants to dig up the flower beds she will ok can't be tamed ]

It isn't as though I can help my nature.

[ she totally could she's just stubborn and a cat. ]

Did your Santa Claus give you any presents? Or other people who care for you?

Exactly. Just how people got mad at a winter spirit for making snow. Ridiculous.

[He pauses at her question though. He hasn't exactly had the chance to experience a Christmas with some company just yet.]

Ah, nah, not really. Presents were really for actual people, not spirits. [He guesses anyway. Since he never did get anything.]

If cats can get presents, I see no reason a winter spirit can't get them.

[ do you want a dead mouse, jack

she will kill one 4 u, since you seem okay ]

[That is actually probably one of the nicest things he's been told. It brings out an actual sincere smile from him.]

Well then, maybe I'll get lucky this year.

Do you think they will set up a tree in the castle? Or will someone have to drag one in?

[ to put presents beneath, she means. She isn't certain how the natives of this place actually celebrate the winter holidays, though they do seem to at least follow some of the traditions from home. The ones she'd observed previously, anyway. ]

No idea, but I can probably bet someone will. They look like they're kind of big on doing holiday stuff here. [They were really into Samhain at least.]

If not, maybe I can get Elsa to help me make a giant one made out of ice.

Do the ice one anyway. It sounds more interesting.

[ Demanding...sorry, Jack. ]

As long as it has ornaments to play with.

[The request gets him chuckling as he gives her a nod.]

Then I'll definitely do the ice one. I'll have to find ornaments elsewhere though. Any made of ice doesn't sound too safe for you to mess with.

I can't help you there. I don't do arts and crafts.

[ except to make a nuisance of herself while other people do them probably!!! ]

Oh, no, that's okay. You already have your job lined with — playing with them. That's really important.

[She's old, but she looks like a kid so he'll happily spoil her.]

[ well she does like being spoiled!!! ]

It is. I will do my best.

[He's already learning how to appeal to her.] Good. Then I'll find Elsa, along with a decent craftsman, and then we'll have some tree magic. It's a done deal.

[ it is fairly easy as long as you're willing to cater to her tbh...good job jack!! ]

Good. You can call me whenever you need me for that, then. I'll leave you to it.

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