The Hotel had been transformed within the last several days into a festive and jolly mess of color. It looked like a rainbow had exploded leaving tinsel, banners, wreaths.

Some oddly cobbled together figures were perched high up on the roof and if you looked for a moment they resembled snowmen, reindeer, penguins and elves.

Inside the hotel was much like the outside, a mess of randomly procured fabrics and papers strung up and about to make the place have a warm cheerful feel. And yet it still wasn't complete.

Besatboy wandered about trying to figure out where to work next. He had set up several stations to work on various crafts encouraging his fellow outsiders to work where they felt compelled. There were paper snowflakes to make, ornaments to make (Out of other odds and ends and hooks) Lights to hang (Despite the fact that Beastboy had not yet found a way to power all the lights he'd hung around the hotel without blowing a fuse) and a tree to be...well made.

They hadn't actually found anything resembling a tree yet and getting a fresh living one was out of the question. For the time being Beastboy had set up a bright red blanket around a fake plant he'd found in the lobby of the hotel.

"I know what this place needs." He snapped his fingers and scrambled to what had once been the reception desk. "Christmas music!" He had scoured the Media library to find all the tunes he could and now was the perfect time to set them up.
( Fa La La La La, La La La La )

With certain evil, evil plans in place, the satisfied Overlord reclaimed a Sensorium for another fine day of training his loyal apprentice and student.

Thinking, and thinking, and thinking about it (a hard task for the Overlord, involving thinking as it did), Zetta had come to one conclusion; they needed a stronger mana power. So far, their greatest limitation was their humanity.

They had to exceed that. They had to master power.

So today, the Sensorium was filled with -- buildings and Prinnies.

It's going to be an interesting day.

"Crap, crap, crap!" Devlin moaned as he walked through the City.

See, Christmas was great. He loved every minute of it, like most kids did. But there was just one little thing that made things hard: coming down to the wire and knowing you didn't have any gifts to give anyone. Especially when you had a girlfriend.

"What am I gonna do?"