Cool as snow.

Hawodile thawed inside Master Frowns' apartment for a while.

"I don't remember what happened," He told Brock, "all I know is that one moment I was bundled up tight and the next moment I'm nearly a snowman."

"Uh," Hawkodile said to Mr. Snowbuttons outside, "No offense."

"None taken," He replied. Dr. Fox meanwhile, had opened the mug of hot chocolate.

"So I'm really destined to be a good guy," Master Frown asked.

"Well," Mr. Snowbuttons replied, "It depends, do you want to be good?"

"Of course I do," Master Frown said, "I make a terrible bad guy."

"Then you are now of light," Mr. Snowbuttons said, "You would make for an interesting good guy."

"Ah shucks," Master Frown said, "Thanks."

"Here you go," Dr. Fox said, Handing the mug to Mr. Snowbuttons, "One piping hot cup of chocolate with gravity-defying marshmallows."

Mr. Snow buttons stuck the straw into Master Frown's mouth. He began drinking.

"There's still one thing I don't understand," Dr. Fox said, and then she asked, "how did Master Frown escape the northern tundra?"

Master Frown stopped sipping to think for a moment. (Dramatic Flashback)

Master Frown struggled against the snow as the winds grew louder and colder.

"Why did I ever let my guard down," He said, "Now I'm trapped in this snowman until I find a way off this iceberg."

He wiggled and strained, trying to break free. It just got colder, Making Master Frown even angrier.

"I've got to get out of here," He said, "and take my revenge."

The wind whistled softly, "are you sure you want that?"

Master Frown began to shiver, the cold seemed to cut into his very being.

"I have been hurt by Puppycorn, Unikitty is such a pushy show-off and don't even get me started on the multiple punches Hawkodile gave me in the gut." Master Frown ranted, "Dr. Fox is so sciencey, and Richard is just boring."

The air was beginning to become suffocatingly cold, causing Master Frown to cough.

The wind whistled, "Take back what you said about your revenge and I'll let you go."

"A-and if-if I-I d-don't," Master Frown asked, shivering.

The wind howled loudly, "YOU WILL DIE HERE!"

Master Frown thought a bit as the ice seemed to tighten around his chest.

"No," the wind moaned, "let him go."

The cold seemed to ease near his mouth. He gasped for air.

"You and your insistence of gentle kindness," The wind whispered.

Mater Frown felt the snow soften.

"Go home," said a new voice,

Then he raced away back to his apartment.

(Back to the present.)

"I can't recall," Master Frown lied innocently.

"Oh," Dr. Fox said, "I just needed to watch the flashback."

"What," Master Frown said in confusion.

"How are you going to stay close to Master Frown over the warmer months Mr. Snowbuttons?" Dr. Fox asked.

"Through the scarf, you gave me," He said, "He will feel great joy whenever he wears it."

"You're going back to the north pole," Master Frown asked, "But I just reunited with you."

"I know," Mr. Snowbuttons said, "but winter has to come to an end."

"You'll come back though," Master Frown asked, "right?"

"Of course," Mr. Snowbutton said.

The End.