And so the sun rose and it was a glorious Hearth's Warming indeed. The children all raced downstairs to rip open their newest toys while sleepy but happy parents watched from the kitchen, nursing cups of coffee.

On Sweet Apple Acres, Macintosh and Fluttershy excitedly broke the news of the impending birth to ancient Granny Smith. They were stunned as she broke into a full-on jig in celebration, bad hip or no bad hip.

Luckily the hospital was open despite the holiday.

Rainbow Dash and Applejack awoke tired, sore, and more than a little hung-over. They made it a point to find out exactly what they'd been drinking the night before. Their search led them to a secret basement...

...filled to the brim with bottles of the precious liquid.

The pair of lovers had to be physically removed from the cottage three days later.

Rarity took great pleasure in telling her daughter that not only would Santa Hooves be coming back next year, he was more than welcome to stop by any time he so desired.

Sweetie Belle said nothing. She didn't even question why Spike was joining them for breakfast.

Derpy and Dinky Hooves raced each other downstairs to find three gifts beneath the tree. They each had a gift from Santa Hooves, but the other, the largest, had no name on it's vibrant blue paper.

Before they opened it, Dinky relayed the message from the night before.

As expected, the words (and who they had come from) brought tears to her wall-eyes. Not bad ones, but good ones.

“Four years, eight months, two weeks, five days.”

Together they opened the mystery gift. And what was inside?

Well, that's between them.

Suffice to say, it was the greatest gift of all.

Another Hearth's Warming came and went, but all those who had felt it's magic, the parents, the lovers, the believers, and the patient, would look up into the sky every single day until the next one. They were waiting to see it.

A single white flake.

And together, in one unified voice, they would sing...

...Let it Snow.