red suit, which now fit her perfectly.

In the twinkling of an eye, Mr. Majeika, with a flick of his wand and a mischievous glint in his eye, transformed Santa into Jody. As the magic settled, Mr. Majeika himself vanished, leaving behind a trail of sparkling stardust that slowly dissipated into the air.Jody stood there, a bit dazed, in Santa’s iconic red suit, which now fit her perfectly. She touched the soft white trim of the suit, feeling the magic tingling at her fingertips. “I’m Santa?” she said, her voice a mix of wonder and disbelief.

“Yes,” came a voice from the shadows. It was Lyra, the guardian of the Starways, her eyes reflecting the starlight. “You are Santa now, Jody. The spirit of Christmas, the joy of giving, the warmth of the festive season—it’s all within you.”

Jody’s eyes sparkled with newfound purpose. “But I don’t know how to be Santa,” she admitted.

Lyra stepped forward, her celestial aura enveloping Jody. “Being Santa isn’t about knowing,” she explained. ” but dad gave Jody her school uniform he said he had enough of Santa