"Ta-da!" Lucinda gestured to her newest creation: a tree adorned with taxidermic hummingbirds, cygnets, sparrows, and ducklings.
Dorian chuckled, then guzzled his third goblet of merlot. "That takes stuffing the turkey to a whole new level. Is it finished?"
Lucinda almost lost herself to his hypnotic gaze.
"What the—" He dropped the goblet, staggered, collapsed.
Lucinda's camouflage faded, revealing the furry snout, reptilian tongue, and horns of a krampus. She knelt, lowered a talon to Dorian's eyeball. The perfect bauble!
Detaching the sclera, she broke into joyous, triumphant song.
"On the second day of Christmas my boyfriend gave to me..."
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