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Ah, Christmas Eve, a day full of rushing, cooking and family. Or in Chris and co's case, Christmas caroling.

Nothing better than having a bunch of people who probably can't sing, but think they can show up to your house and sing really stupid songs right?

Yep, that was the plan for Chris and his friends. Caroling group consisted of his friends Jack, Maria and his wonderful fiance Amanda.

Oh, Amanda. Golden blonde hair swirled into curls. Stunning crystal blue eyes lit up her face. When she smiled the world suddenly became brighter.

But anyway, they were walking into some really rich neighborhood. Each house was decorated eloquently with beautiful electronic lights covering it from head to toe like a dress of shimmering lights for houses.

Everyone seemed to have a Ferrari or Mercedes, or overall one of those expensive racecars.

Except for one house all the way at the end of the cul-de-sac.

It was dimly lit and there were barely any decorations, Making it stand out easily. It seemed old, unused, your typical antique house. It was still big, sure, but that gave it the old lady look even more.

Though that house looked very odd, it was the only one with lights on and thus the Carolers went straight to this house to share their Christmas cheer.

Suddenly it seemed to get colder and was that.. Sleet?! Just a few minutes ago it had been perfectly fine, now it was almost frozen.

Chris and his friends were almost frozen upon reaching the doorway. But still they pressed the little the tiny doorbell and prepared themselves to sing.

'Ding Dong' chimed the bell as they waited.

It seemed like an eternity but finally the door opened revealing-

A blue woman? Her hair was pink, styled in a bun and her shirt was striped with orange, but overall she was blue.

Maybe she had dyed her skin blue because this was America and you could do what you wanted, maybe she got to close to some radiation. Whatever the case she was blue and very charming.

"Christmas carollers," she exclaimed .She had a rich southern-ish accent " You must be freezing. Come inside dearies."

Chris hesitated, something seemed off about this woman, but the warmth radiating from the doorway lulled him into the blue woman's home.

She gave them an extra blanket to keep them warm, as if she had been expecting them. But Chris put this in the back of his head as he accepted the warm blanket.

"My name's Delores," she said. " And you fine folks are?"

"Amanda," she answered without hesitation

"Jack," he said monotonously.

Maria hesitated but the woman snapped her fingers and a sugar coated aura surrounded her. "Maria!"

"And you mister?" she pointed at Chris.

"C-Chris." Something felt very off about this house. The way Maria suddenly changed. But Chris still ignored it.

"It looks like it going to be snowing all night, very hard, you should stay the night."

They nodded wearily, it was getting late and that snow, it looked like wouldn't be calming for another few hours.

"Follow me," she beckoned.

The group followed the mysterious blue woman into a grandeur dining room.

A soft scent was in the air.

At the head of table sat a man with red skin, with a cigar in his mouth. He had a bun similar to the blue woman's hair style.

The cigar, unlike regular ones, gave off the scent of gingerbread.

It was most likely still toxic, but the scent was beautiful.

Lifting the cigar out his mouth he said, "We have guests great."

There was no hint of sarcasm or amusement in his voice.

"Chris, Amanda, Mariah and Jack, this is my husband Richard. Richard, this is Chris, Amanda, Mariah and Jack. They're Christmas carollers."

'Wait,' Chris thought. 'How did she know we were Carolers ? '

"Ah carolers," the red man sighed. "The storm is that bad, eh?"

"Yeah,"Amanda answered.

"Well we'll make some dinner for you all,"Delores said. "And then we'll show you to your rooms, for now, take some time to explore,but don't open any of the closets."

Richard gave them a stare before leaving with his wife.

"Well I'm going off to go use the bathroom," Amanda announced.

She turned to leave but Chris grabbed her arm.

"What?"

"Can't you see this place is creepy," Chris complained.

"Stop being so paranoid," she said and pulled her hand away. She walked out of the dining room leaving Chris with Jack and Mariah.

Jack also suddenly announced that he had to use the bathroom.

Mariah and Chris stared at each other, something was défient wrong.

And then they heard à scream.

Chris knew that was Amanda and ran very fast over to the location of the scream.

Amanda had opened closet, and out of the closet tumbled a bunch of skeletons.

"Talk about actual skeletons in a closet," Chris muttered.

Suddenly Richard and Delores were right behind them.

"You opened a closet," Richard grumbled.

"Oh dear, and I thought we wouldn't have to do any folding tonight," Delores said depressedly.

"W-W-Why do you have so many skeletons in your closet," Amanda asked, fear evident in her voice.

The couple laughed. "It's just the part of the wrapping paper we don't use."

"Wrapping paper," Chris asked.

"Or rather Wrapping people," Richard gestured to several presents under a tree that hadn't been there before.

"Like this one," Dolores said. She a pale and clammy, box made if human tissues and skin almost identical to Jack.

"No," Amanda whimpered.

"Very true," Dolores replied. "Let me show you how."

Richard held Chris back as Dolores grabbed Amanda and shoved her onto the floor.

Mariah then charged out of the hallway and jumped Dolores, causing Richard to whistle for help.

A small brigade of large presents held Mariah down. A pink box and a blue one helped control her.

"She's next," Richard said.

Dolores sat down beside Amanda ignoring her protests. Then revealing razor sharp nails, she cut directly into her abdomen, blood spewing everywhere.

Chris struggled, but Richard was quite strong.

He and Mariah watched in horror as the took out her organs and tossed them aside like trash and then filled them with toys.
Then they wrapped her into a perfect little box and put it off to the side.

"And that is how we wrap our toys," Dolores said

Chris realized they had to get out. They had to. He struggled against Richard. Finally he got one of his hands free. Pulling on whatever he could he took out Richards man-bun.

Sugar, spice, and everything nice spilled on him as Richard fell apart. All Chris held was a simple lace ribbon now.

"NO!" Dolores screamed in frustration. "Seize him! Well deal with girl later."

Mariah shot him a grateful look as she used the time they were for used on him to take out Dolores.

Now that she knew their weaknesses she could easily kill Dolores and they could be free. She put her hand to Dolores's bun and was about to pull it out when she Judo flipped her.

"I've always wondered what would happen if I gave my children a human for Christmas," Dolores said. "So I'll put you," she pointed at Mariah "inside you." She fingered Chris.

Chris braced himself, ready to get his organs ripped out when-

BRAAAP BRAAAP

His alarm woke him up. His chest was pounding.

He sighed, it was just a dream. And today had to be-

Christmas.

He ran down the steps like a child only to find Dolores and Richard smoking cigars watching their box shaped children open human bodies.

They pulled out toys and gadgets. Things normal children would have.

Dolores stared at Chris and smiled, "Merry Christmas."

FIN