🎄 Day 24 — The Glitter Explosion

Breaking news: The entire east wing of the workshop now sparkles indefinitely. ✨

Someone *may* have dropped an industrial-sized container of glitter during ornament assembly. I won’t name names, but her name rhymes with “Sparkles.”

💨 The Blast Radius

Half the production line looks like a disco ball threw up. The ventilation system spread glitter into the sleigh hangar. Even Rudolph’s nose is reflecting light like a glittery beacon of regret.

🧽 Cleanup Crew in Tears

The janitorial elves tried to vacuum it up. The vacuum now sparkles. One elf quit mid-cleaning, muttering “it’s in my soul.” Mood.

🎅 Santa’s Glitter Ban

Santa officially banned loose glitter. Mrs. Claus laughed and ordered 20 more tubs. She said, “If you can’t clean it, commit to it.” Icon behavior.

I sneezed three times while writing this and left behind a trail of shimmer. At this point, the North Pole doesn’t need a star—we *are* the star.

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Stay shady,
– The Petty Elf 🧝‍♀️