The snow stilled throughout Zofia. Back in the little town of Ram Village, the kids met back with each other, following their original footsteps back to their little spot. Many of them came back with items they were willing to give away.

"Look at what I got!" Tobin started, waving his thingamajig in the air. "It's a toy I used to love a lot, but I think the other kids in town will love it more."

Gray looked at it funny. "What does it even do?"

"It makes noise!" He batted it back and forth. "See?"

"Aw cool!" Gray said in astonishment.

"What is that Faye?" Celica asked in interest.

"I brought an old doll of mine," Faye replied. "She's a little worn, but I hope she can bring joy on someone's face. She was the housewive of-"

That was when Alm arrived back, running towards everyone with nothing but news.

"Everyone!" Alm beamed. "I got amazing news! Grandpapa told me that Father Christmas forgets absolutely nobody and we have nothing to worry about! He did tell us to write letters to the others though."

"Well…" Tobin said hesitantly. "I was looking forward to giving this away."

"Me too…" Faye agreed.

"I am sure you can still find someone to give those to." Celica smiled. "Father Christmas might appreciate it!"

"Come on," Alm chimed. "Let's go write some letters!"

The kids stationed themselves on the floor of Sir Mycen's living room near the fireplace. Each of them had a piece of paper, but they had to take turns passing the feather and the ink. They tried to be as careful as possible.

"Children," Sir Mycen said, putting a coat on. "I am going out to run some errands. The neighbors are going to keep an eye on you, so if you need anything, alert them. I should not be gone for too long."

"Alright Grandpapa!" Celica responded.

"Behave Children. Father Christmas is watching," he said as he closed the door behind him.

The children continued to write and keep each other company.

"What do you think of this?" Gray lifted up his paper. "I drew a sheep!"

"I can't see a sheep. It looks more like a dog..." Kliff muttered.

"I can...kinda see it?" Tobin replied.

"Okay, okay, I know. I can't draw all that well," Gray said.

"You can always try again," Celica added.

Gray nodded, and continued with determination. The end product was a cute, puffy sheep.

"That's better. I am proud of myself!"

"My turn!" Faye said, eagerly taking the feather from Gray beside her.

"Aww, I can't wait for tomorrow!" Alm said, looking into the fire with awe.

Celica turned to Faye. "What are you going to write?"

"I going to wish them a Merry Christmas and draw them a pegasus!"

Faye continued to draw while Tobin let Gray play with his toy. He seemed to like it alot.

"You really like my toy, huh Gray?"

"Yeah! It's tons of fun!" Gray said as he continued to bat it back and forth.

The children enjoyed themselves by the warm fire while finishing up their letters. Some of them did get a little sleepy from being there, and others continued to chat in the comfy room.

Whenever the children were finished with their letters, they left the house to the well in the center of Ram Village. There were many footsteps from the busy residents getting their daily work done on top of getting ready for Christmas. At this time of day, most of the families would be indoors eating a meal before heading out for their favorite tradition.

"Alright! We are here early. Now all we have to do is wait," Tobin said, holding a letter he wrote.

Celica, noticing the area was empty, looked around in confusion. "So what exactly happens here?" She asked. "They didn't do anything like this where I came from."

Nobody answered at first, but eventually the silence was broken. "Well, it's simple really," Kliff chirped. "They all come together to sing a song about prosperity in hopes of high yield of crops in the coming year." It was silent again. "It's a nice song, but I don't like singing personally."

"That's interesting," Celica said. "It would make sense for the less fortunate to wish for something like that."

"Wait, not everyone sings this song?" Gray asked out of nowhere.

"Well, I am not sure," Celica replied.

"Alright everyone! Here's the plan," Alm said. "It's very simple: after we sing the song-"

"More like you all are singing. I'm not," said Kliff.

Alm, caught off guard, continued. "Er, right. After everyone except Kliff sings, we give the letters to the others!"

"Okay!" Faye giggled.

Tobin yawned, feeling a little tired from the long day's journey. Kliff yawned in response. Eventually, everyone did it. Some of them closed their eyes until one of them spoke with excitement.

"Look! The villagers are coming!"

Ram Village was a modest little town. While not the smallest population in Zofia, it was rather close. There were both young and old people there. There were tall and small people. Many of the elders spent their lives here doing laborious work so that they could survive. Despite the good and bad times, it was all worth it. Not only did they wish for prosperity in the coming year, but they also were thankful for what they had.

The citizens began to gather around the well, greeting the children as they came. To start, one of them begins to hum, and the others hum behind the first one. Then, everyone began to sing. The children sang with them too of course (except Kliff obviously), but Celica was struggling because nobody told her the words beforehand.

Once they finished their hymn, the villagers talked amongst themselves. They gave each other food, warm hugs, and handshakes, and smiles. While it was cold outside, it definitely was warm in spirit.

"Hey sir," Alm said to an older man. "I wrote this letter for you. I hope you like it."

"Aww...is that a sword on the page? I love it. Merry Christmas to you too Alm," the old man smiled.

"I hope you like the sheep I drew you," Gray said to a family.

They looked at it, and the mother hesitantly responded. "Y-yes. That is a wonderful sheep! Thank you young man!"

The others got similar responses and they were all very positive. It boosted the morale of all of the children and to the people they gave these letters to. The happiness continued to go on until the crowd bustle silenced at a man yelling.

"Merry Christmas everyone!" a bearded man said, dressed in regal red clothing. He walked to where the well was, pardoning himself through the crowd. Beside him was his noble steed, and on his back was a big sack.

"Is that...Father Christmas!?" Alm asked.

"I can't believe he is here!" Gray said in awe.

"Let's talk to him!" Tobin said eagerly.

Naturally, all children in the village came running to him. He was bombarded by questions and invited them to get into a line.

They listened, and he began to talk to each one of them individually. Eventually, it became Tobin's turn.

"What would you like for Christmas, Tobin?" the jolly man asked.

"Wow! How did you know my name?"

He laughed. "I am Father Christmas! I know everyone's name."

"Wow!"

He looked at Tobin warmly. "Do you know what you would like for Christmas?"

"Well," he replied. "I have this toy, and I am unsure what child here would like to have it. My friend Faye has the same problem with her doll. We want to give them to children who have less than we do."

Father Christmas nodded. "Of course, Tobin! That is a very noble thing for you and your friend Faye to do. I also know that the rest of your friends have also written letters for the townsfolk here. You all have been doing very well.

"Tell you what, Tobin. I will take care of your toy, and give it to one of the children here tonight. In fact, I know who wants it!"

Tobin smiled, and eagerly gave it to him. "Thank you so much sir!"

Father Christmas smiled back. "Have a Merry Christmas Tobin."

Snow fell lightly when night hit. Everyone had gone home for the night, and Sir Mycen along with his two grandchildren went inside for the house after goodbye to everyone.

"Wow Celica! He was so amazing!" Alm said. "Father Christmas was really there with his pegasus! I can't believe he came early!"

"He was," Celica agreed. "But he didn't give anyone any presents."

"Of course not!' Alm replied. "He does that when we are asleep. Oooh, you should have seen him Grandpapa!"

"I was busy tending to my errands. Father Christmas knew I could not make it this year, and he was alright with it. Now, I need you two to get ready for bed."

"Alright!" They said unanimously.

Throughout the night, of course the children had a hard time sleeping. How could they sleep when they saw Father Christmas in the flesh? However, fatigue would always win and they would fall asleep. Indeed, it grew into a silent night.

In the morning, Alm couldn't have been more excited. Neither could Celica, or anyone else. It was finally Christmas! Alm ushered Celica down the stairs to see two presents under the tree.

"Good morning, children! Let's see what Father Christmas brought for you this year," Mycen greeted.

"I can't wait!" Alm squealed for joy at the box that was marked "Alm". He opened it to see a wooden toy knight along with a horse to go with it. "I love this! Father Christmas knew just what I wanted!"

"What did you get Celica?" Sir Mycen asked.

"Let's see!" Alm said.

Celica grabbed the other box with her name on it. Inside was a familiar doll. "This was Faye's! How did Father Christmas know that I liked it?"

"Well Children," Mycen began. "Father Christmas appreciated your deeds. What you all did yesterday was very nice. It is people like you who grow up to be the most impactful people in the world. Sometimes those people are needy too, but in the end, we all take care of each other. It is very important to help those in need no matter where you go and no matter where you go. Merry Christmas you two."

They all hugged happily, and Sir Mycen went to finish off preparations for their feast.

While in the kitchen, standing there keeping to himself, Sir Mycen smiled. "Heh, I love dressing up as Father Christmas every year for the kids. It always gets them excited."

The others had a wonderful Christmas as well. Gray enjoyed the gift he got, which was Tobin's old toy. Faye got a pegasus doll, Kliff got some new clothes, and Tobin received a toy horn. The other children appreciated all they got too, and the families enjoyed their time together as the snow glistened and Zofia shone for another year.

A/N: Thank you to everyone who read this and have a Merry Christmas! If you celebrate a different holiday, I wish you all good tidings as well!