By December 26, Jack was back at base, sipping hot cocoa laced with peppermint schnapps. His debrief was thorough: 3,472,125 chimneys cleared, 1,209 Naughty List interventions, 8,741 Frost Signals deployed, and zero Coalition interruptions. Santa clapped him on the shoulder, frost sparking at the contact. 

“Another year, Jack. Well done.”Jack grinned, his eyes glinting like fresh snow. 

“Just doing my duty, Sir.” As the Arctic Command base powered down, Jack prepped for his next mission: keeping winter’s chill sharp until spring. But for now, he let the Northern Lights wash over him, a soldier’s quiet reward for a season well-fought.

That is the end of the Chronicles of Jack Frost!

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