It started with a boy called Nikolas and a summons from a king.

I'm asking you to go to the very edges of our kingdom and bring back a spark of magic to give us hope.

I'm going to Elfhelm to find the elves, Miika, to bring some new hopes to the world.

Such a fool.

Everyone knows there is no such thing as elves!

- You ready, old friend? - Born ready.

You can talk.

And I can fly as well.

No, just kidding, no mice can fly; that would be absurd.

It's a dangerous journey to Elfhelm.

Under the moon, past the sleeping giants, up the pointy mountain.

We'll get there. I know we will.

- Nikolas! - Hold on, Miika!

He's a human; will he eat us?

Where am I? There's nothing here.

To see something, you must believe in it.

Really believe.

Elfhelm!

It's incredible.

I'm gonna be honest, kid, I did not see this one working out for us.

- What is this? - This is a Christmas party.

It's Cake City!

No idea what this Christmas thing is, but...

I love it.

- Who is that? - I'm Nikolas.

No humans can ever be brought in.

Do not let him escape!

Now we're doomed.

The king asked for hope.

Could you make more? Lots more.

- And we haven't much time. - And I haven't much cheese.

Come on, Blitzen, there's magic in you!

Magic is real!

Nikolas showed the world anything can happen.

It's just one day a year.

What shall we call it?

Nikolas and Miika-the-Talking-Mouse Day.

Any other ideas?