“Well that was a long day,” the young man said entering his lonely apartment, carrying a large box inside the house. He had his Christmas tree set up in the living room but it currently lacked decorations. “Chasing everyone around campus today was so tiring I almost don’t know if I’ve got the energy to set you all up just yet, but it would be mean for me to everyone in the box tonight, so I guess I’ll get started.”

He opened the box to reveal numerous shrunken down heads that were all the size of a tennis ball. Each one of them had tape over their mouths to stop them from talking.

Numerous, fearful eyes looked up at the young man in fear, shock and anger. Some of them had even kept their eyes shut wishing this was all a dream. “Don’t worry everyone, your bodies are safe and I’ll return all of you to normal before the start of the next semester. I just didn’t want to be alone on Christmas, now I don’t have to be.”

He then started grabbing the heads from the box, placing them on the table, where he had props and makeup ready to go, as well as some arts and crafts so he could hang the heads up. He spent the next several hours, decorating all the heads into different Christmas themed heads, including elves, reindeer, Santa, Nutcrackers, Mrs Claus, Sugar Plum Fairies, various barn animals and one angel.

Once he had done that he began to sort some out into patterns as he began to attach them to various decorations he had set up earlier, soon the hallways and arches were full of the tiny heads.

Finally he began to use the last 20 heads to decorate the Christmas tree before finishing off with the angel on top. “I’ve always loved you Karen,” the young man said as he took the tape off her mouth. “That’s why you’re my angel.”

“You’re a sick, perverted man!” Karen spat at him as her eyes looked at him with utter hatred.

“That’s not very angelic of you, Karen,” The man said upset. “I might love you but don’t think that means I won’t punish you. The next mean thing you say and I throw one of your friends in the bin,” he said with a cold expression. “That’s goes for any of you, you say mean things to me and I’ll throw you away!” He stopped his foot on the ground in a tantrum. “This is supposed to be Christmas, so I want you all filled with Christmas spirit.”

He then went around removing the tape off everyone else. No one spoke out against him and when he was done someone had began to sing, and everyone else joined in.

“That’s better,” the young man said as he sat down on the couch and turned on the TV. “This is going to be the best Christmas ever.”