Well, he definitely didn't want to kill trees. And now that he looked more closely, he could more clearly visualize how burning leaves could equal burning everything. Puzzled and frustrated, Calvin flopped down on the ground, sitting on leaves.

"So what am I supposed to do?" He demanded. "If we don't appease the Snow Demons we'll have a warm winter! Santa might have to fly through rain instead of snow! It'll be a disaster!"

This is clearly the important thing.