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Chapter 4

The Llama Conga to the North Pole (Argentina Style)

Chapter 4 illustration
Read in Alfie Mode

Read with wonder… and a silly wiggle.

The seven llamas looked at one another.

One nodded.
One sneezed.
One shouted, “¡Dale!”

And suddenly…

🦙➡️🦙➡️🦙➡️🦙➡️🦙➡️🦙➡️🦙
THE LLAMA CONGA LINE BEGAN.

“Cha-cha-cha… Navidad,” hummed Bizarrap, clapping along.

The llamas danced in a wobbly line, hooves stepping perfectly out of time, tails swishing, heads bobbing. Snow flew everywhere. One llama tried to moonwalk and fell over—but stayed in the conga anyway.

“That’s impressive teamwork,” said Dad.

“¡Espectacular!” laughed Alfie.

Suddenly—

“¿EH?”

The penguin referee woke up.

He blinked.
He rubbed his eyes.
He looked at the llamas conga-dancing past him.

“Okay… either I’m dreaming,” he said slowly,
“or I missed something very important.”

He looked down at his referee shirt.
Then at the snow.
Then at the desert.

“Why is it frío?”
“Why is there pan dulce on my beak?”
“And why do I feel like I won… but also lost?”

He held up a card.
It was green.
“No idea what this means.”

At that moment, the llamas—still conga-dancing—accidentally bumped the Magic Christmas Whistle.

FWEEEEET! 🎺✨

The ground shook.
The snow spun into a spiral.
The Argentine flag appeared in the sky, waving proudly.

“¡Agárrense!” shouted Santa.

WHOOSH!

In a blink, the desert, the cactus, and the soccer field disappeared.

They landed softly in snow.

But this snow was different.

There were parrillas instead of chimneys.
Icicles shaped like mate gourds.
And a sign that read:

🎅❄️ POLO NORTE — ARGENTINA STYLE ❄️🎅
Asado starts at 7.

“Welcome,” said entity["fictional_character","Santa Claus","christmas folklore character"], now wearing a light-blue-and-white scarf, “to the only North Pole where Christmas runs on fútbol time.”

Nearby, entity["athlete","Lionel Messi","argentine footballer"] was calmly placing the Magic Whistle onto a glowing pedestal.

“Buen trabajo, Alfie,” he said. “Christmas is safe.”

The penguin saluted.
“I think… I’m in charge here?”
Then he tripped over a present.

Everyone laughed.

The llamas finished their conga with a final pose.
Snow glittered.
Christmas bells rang.

But Alfie noticed something strange…

One present was glowing brighter than the rest.

And it was shaking.

Just a little.

Like something inside wanted to get out…


To Be Continued…

Buenas noches campeón. Tomorrow night… 🎄 Chapter Five: The Naughty Box and the Great Christmas Chaos 🎄**