A Christmas tree sits in the middle of a living room set for the holidays. Underneath the tree are some neatly wrapped presents next to a warm and inviting fireplace. And what’s this? A figure walks into the room wearing a red outfit, carrying a sack over their shoulder. It must be Saint Nick! The camera zooms closer to Santa from behind…
“Ho ho… heh”
Once the merry man turns around, we are meant with the startling visage of a skeleton mask!
“HEH HEH HEH! BAH HUMBUG YOU PATHETIC FOOLS!”
The man rips off his fake beard and throws his hat aside to reveal the fearsome visage of EL SUPERVILLAINO!
“Did you think the evil and mayhem that I, El Supervillaino, have taken to embody would take a break for the Holidays? That my blackened heart could grow three sizes? WRONG!”
El Supervillaino now spots a snow globe on the nearby coffee table and picks it up.
“Bloody Snowflakes is just around the corner, and my gift to you all will be one of fear and misery! A hero will be slain, and unlike a certain carpenter born in a barn, I’ll see to it they’ll never rise again!”
Supervillaino punctuates his threat by throwing the snow globe to the ground, shattering it.
“El Grande Malo… The Big Bad… your existence is an INSULT to the very idea of villainy! You don’t deserve to brand yourself with that name, nor the moniker of Pride of Mexico! BAH!”
Supervillaino takes his anger out on the Christmas tree behind him, sending it crashing down to the ground.
“My pride, unlike yours, is not duplicitous. I pride myself on EVIL and cruelty most extreme! But tis the season, and I shall have a gift for you… I shall leave you without your mask! And then you shall realize that I, El Supervillaino, am the biggest of all bads!”
Supervillaino’s glaze now briefly turns to his sack.
“Now I must admit, taking this disguise has made me reflect. Once I was a little Supervillaino, a mere child. Every year, I asked Santa Claus for just one thing… a sample of Uranium-235. What youngster hasn’t dreamt of pushing the doomsday clock to midnight after all this delay? But that fat old bastard only saw fit to give me one gift each and every year…”
The skull faced fiend opens up the sack to reveal an obscene amount of coal.
“AND COAL SHALL BE ALL I’LL LEAVE FOR YOU MALO, AND ALL OF THE MASQ-VERSE! FELIZ NAVIDAD PUTOS!“
Suddenly, El Supervillaino reaches into the bag and throws and handful of coal into the fireplace, making a raging inferno erupt! As a smoke alarm begins to sound, Supervillaino sees fit to turn to the camera one last time.
“REMEMBER! I AM EL SUPERVILLAINO! ROUGE NUMBER ONE! MWAHAHAHAHAHA!!!“
And just like that, this real-world Krampus dashes into the cold night, leaving us with the aftermath of his carnage that quickly is becoming enveloped in flames.