"What the ... no, not again," Santa muttered. He then closed his eyes, seeming to concentrate, but then looked worried.
Jon became alarmed, as he felt something happening. "What's ..."
"... wrong?" Jon finished, but he was no longer at the North Pole, and that wasn't the same Mrs. Claus voice he had a moment earlier either. But while it wasn't his own, it did sound familiar for some reason.
"Huh? What do you mean?" Zoe asked.
"Zoe? Is that really you?" Jon asked. He then looked down at himself, straight at a pair of pale breasts encased in a corset. Below, there was a black tattered skirt. Now he remembered his new voice. Somehow he had become Zoe's best friend Athena! But if he was Athena, then where ...
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Santa looked at his "wife" and sighed with relief. "For a moment there, I thought that the stone would return to you, by essentially turning the wisher into you. But I think I managed to stop it in time."
"What's going on? Where am I?"
"Jon?" Santa asked, hesitantly.
"No! My name is Athena!"
