"Watch out!" Jack yelled as he flew through North's workshop, trailing ice and snow everywhere, knocking Phil the yeti to the ground and scrambling the elves. "Sorry!"

He swooped down; his leg cast just barely missing the table as he grabbed another handful of Christmas cookies fresh from the oven.

It had been weeks since Pitch's defeat, and now that Jack was no longer bedridden, it was hard to keep him in one place. Bunnymund refused to allow him to stay at his realm, after the accident, and Sandy and Tooth were too busy in their own to pay attention to the chaotic winter spirit.

And North didn't mind having Jack around, as long as he stayed out of the cookie supply…

The other Guardians were still a little uncertain as to how Jack defeated Pitch, but he knew. Just like the Guardians, Pitch's power was drawn from his realm, so when Jack created the unexpected snow storm, Pitch's power was diminished. The best part was when the other Guardians returned to their realms that had been destroyed, they found them renewed, only with a cover of frost on top, (this little fact threw Bunnymund into hysterics).

Now that Jack had his staff back, he was unstoppable. The children of the world better be prepared for an adventurous winter, because the winter spirit wasn't going to hold anything back.

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