The entire town of Toonville laughed at the gift Angus had received. He switched the shaver on and it buzzed and, with a frown forming on his face, Angus remembered that dreadful moment in all his life. That one disaster that changed everything for the worse. The memory of him using the shaver on himself to cut his messy, black hair short and the face paint to look more normal as the rest, only to fail miserably.

"Look at the hack job!"

The laughter, the humiliation, the burning rage, the years of hatred. All of his efforts to be one of them, to win Jessica's heart have lead to this. The one moment that caused Angus to hate Christmas to begin with. And now, here Mayor Westergaard was, humiliating him all over again and making everyone laugh at his expense. Angus growled and exhaled a dangerous breath of air, clutching the shaver tighter until his fists turned whiter; the boiling sensation boiled his conscience, the undeniable plague filled his thoughts, the reemerging hatred for the cheerful, gift-giving, joy-spreading, holy holiday that is Christmas!

"Ah, yes. Good times! Good times!" The mayor chuckled, patting Angus on the back. "And now I have something for the love of my life."

He stood on one knee in front of Jessica, while a drumroll played.

"Jessica Rabbit,..." He opened up a small box to reveal a shiny, crystal ring. "...will you become Mrs. Hans Westergaard?"

Angus gasped as well as everyone else as they eyed the scene with awe and delight. Jessica's breath came out uneasily and her heart skipped a beat when she observed the extravagant band ring as it glistened glamorously. Angus couldn't believe what was happening. He gets forced to eat Christmas confectionary, he was given the shaver that was his downfall and now his childhood bully was proposing to the girl he had first laid eyes upon. The girl that made him feel warm inside, that made his heart beat faster than a marathon. Hans Westergaard was now adding to Angus's displeasure by doing this?!

"Hans?" asked Jessica as she shared a look with Angus.

"If you agree to be my wife, along with a lifetime supply of happiness, you'll also receive this." Hans grabbed the microphone and grinned. "It's a new car! Generally paid by the tax-payers of Toonville!"

The Duke stood by an expensive-looking, new red car with a large ribbon wrapped around it like at a game show. Angus could see that he was bribing Jessica to agree to his proposal to spite him.

"What do you say, my dear?" asked the mayor as the marching played a ticking-like tune as if playing a timer. "You've got 20 seconds on the clock."

"Well,...I..." Jessica stuttered, trying to find an answer. What could she say? After everything Hans had done for her, it was nice of him, but now that Angus was here, watching everything, she had no idea what to say. She never did have any romantic feelings for the mayor. "...these gift are quite dazzling and adorable."

Suddenly, there came a loud scratching noise and everyone covered their ears. Yes, in fact, Angus sneaked his way over to the car and was dragged his sharp nails across the car's paint job, leaving marks in the it's body and making a loud screeching noise like nails running across a chalkboard. He stopped and glared at the entire crowd. His anger and hate for the holidays had returned and now he was even madder than ever. He wasn't going to let the humiliation get to him a second time. Not now, not ever. He was done!

"Of course, they are. That's what it's all about, isn't it?" He asked with a fake smile. "It's what it's always been about!"

"Gifts, gifts." He walked over to some Toons, pointing at them. "Gifts! Gifts! Gifts! Gifts! Gifts!"

Everyone backed away from him as he closed in on them.

"You wanna know what happens to your gifts?" He asked. "They all come to me in your garbage. You see what I'm talking about, huh? In! Your! Garbage!"

The crowd yelped as his tone of voice, but he continued ranting and raving.

"I could hang myself with all those stupid Christmas neckties I found in the dump!" He turned to glare at Mayor Westergaard and Jessica. "And the avarice."

Angus jabbed a finger towards them and shouted, "The avarice never ends! I want golf clubs! I want diamonds! I want a freaking pony so I can ride it twice, get bored with it and sell it to make glue!"

The Toons gasped, getting more scared of him by the minute.

"Look, I hate to make waves, BUT THIS WHOLE CHRISTMAS SEASON IS STUPID, STUPID, STUPID!" He screamed into some Toons' faces and they backed away from his wrath.

"There is, however,..." He shot a pleasured glance at Jessica and slowly crept up to her. "One teeny, tiny Christmas tradition I find...quite meaningful."

He snatched the mistletoe from the top of Jessica's ring box and held it up above him.

"Mistletoe. Now pucker up and kiss it, Toonville!"

Angus held over his backside and shook the leaf, making Jessica faint and the Toons to panic. To further cause pain, Angus grabbed the shaver and shaved a clearing down the middle of Mayor Westergaard's head which made him yelp with his mouth wide open.

"Uh oh! Someone's...fabulous!" He cried mockingly and kissed the mayor on the cheek and spits it out in disgust.

The curmudgeon's actions created mass hysteria among the crowd, making everyone panic even more. They screamed in terror and tried to run away. Angus ditched his wreath crown and tore away the sweater, leaving in the lederhosen he had stolen before he went full-on beast mode on the Toons, roaring, shouting and causing a riot. Jack was grabbed and carried away by his frightened family. Angus came up to the drunkard.

"Excuse me, old-timer!" Angus grabbed his jar of whiskey. "Mind if I wet my whistle?"

"Well, uh..."

Angus pulled the cork out with his teeth and spat it out. He took a huge swig of the alcoholic beverage and tossed the jar away. The drunkard was too late to catch it as it shattered on the ground.

"That's my good stuff!"

Grabbing a blow torch, he spat the contents into the flames and onto the tree, seeing it ablaze. The Toons stopped to watch their precious, glorious tree burn up.

"Burn, baby, burn!"

The big tree was nothing, but a pile of ashes now and the large star that sat on the top fell into the pile while Angus laughed evilly.

"Oh, wow." Jessica moaned.

"Oh, the humanity!" Angus mocked and ran about to continue his rampage.

"Do something now!" Mayor Westergaard ordered the Duke.

"Got it."

Hans walked away to try and think of something to do when he heard the shaver turn on and he saw the Duke shave his own hair down the middle. The mayor groaned at his stupidity. A police car drove about the streets.

"Calling all units! Calling all units!"

Angus stopped at the street and saw a cab.

"Taxi!" He held his hand out to get its attention, but it raced passed him, not even bothering to stop before him. "It's because I'm white isn't it?!"

But then he saw something come his way and he held up his hand for it to stop.

"HALT!"

He lifted his foot, making a smaller vehicle stop. Driving it were Bernard and Miss Bianca as Angus looked down at them.

"Evening, folks. Mind if I ride along?" He asked before he picked up the tiny car. "You might want...STEP OUT OF THE CAR!"

He throw the mice couple out and onto the city street, then he placed it back down and got inside of it. However, because of his size, he could only manage to sit upon it and hold the small steering wheel with his fingers.

"Thanks, by the way! You did the right thing! If you don't have insurance, I'll send you a paycheck!"

He sped off on the small automobile, driving through the small crowd of panicking Toons.

"Out of the way!" He shouted.

Angus drove around, passing more Toons and knocking some over. Then he flew into the air on the car and landed safely on the ground, continuing his joyride.

"That's gonna hurt in the morning!"

He cackled at the disaster he left in his wake, but then gasped when he saw he was driving right at a mother and her baby. Angus skidded the car to the right, but this only caused the car to spin around out of control, having no momentum. He yelled as he spend around and around and finally crashed into a fire hydrant. He laid in the snow until he heard the sparkles of electricity. The tiny car was leaking gas and was starting a fire. And fire and gasoline do not mix!

"It's gonna blow!" screamed Angus as he rushed to his feet and ran for his life. Then there came a massive explosion and Angus jumped out of sight away from the incoming flames.

Now that Angus had taken out the vengeance he wanted more than ever and left without a trace, every Toon in Toonville was in deep depression that their glorious holiday celebration was toiled and ruined. Jack looked around at the traumatized Toons and saw Mayor Westergaard and his father standing over the ash pile of burnt sticks and broken ornaments that was once their proud Christmas tree. The mayor sighed sorrowfully and turned to Jesper.

"I'm hurt, Jesper." Mayor Westergaard said with heavy heart. "I'm hurt and I don't hurt easily. But you and you're family, I'm so...so disappointed."

He wagged a finger at Jack for his mistake and the boy looked sad that his plan to make Angus feel good again failed.

"Can we just get back to Christmas the way it should be?" Mayor Westergaard asked, putting on the wreath crown. "Black-less? Merry Christmas! Merry Christmas!"

Hans went around, cheering joyfully to re-boost the Toons' confidence and hope while Manolo, Joaquin and Mario all looked at Jack with somber frowns.

"All I wanted was for everyone to be together for Christmas." Jack said, voice breaking, on the verge of tears. Maria stood next to him with tears in her own eyes before she brought him into an comforting embrace.

"I'm so sorry, Jack. But maybe it just wasn't meant to be." consoled Maria.

"Jack, maybe it's time we faced facts. Black is just too far gone at this point." Joaquin reminded him.

"I guess all we can do now is just enjoy the holidays without him. There's nothing else too it." replied Manolo as they all came to put an arm around Jack as tears dripped from his face and onto the snow-covered road.