Day Five: Dorium Maldovar
Christmas was so much easier when I wasn't just a head. I could make decorations, bake myself multiple cakes and sell dodgy computer equipment to the highest bidder. Those were the days. My body's still out there, somewhere, being a Headless Monk. Sometimes I wonder why I can't receive a visit from my body, but there are probably sacred laws against it.
To keep myself entertained I can talk to the other heads. The skulls of the poor aren't at all talkative, but the rich people have plenty to talk about when they're not having their beauty sleep. The Dame of Halger has a very interesting life story, but she hates the fact that she can never apply make up again. Then there's Sir Percan – he had a rather unfortunate and poorly timed beheading at the hands of the Headless Monks; they got him at a fancy dress party, so now he's to spend the rest of his life covered in clown make-up. There are several others, but they don't talk just as much.
I like to stay up while the others are sleeping and browse the internet using my Wi-Fi connection, thanks to the media chip in my head. I look up YouTube for the latest videos.
There's one on my personal home page called 'Merry Christmas from the Headless Monks' and my curiosity is sparked, so I will it to play. It is honestly the maddest thing I have ever seen.
It starts with a black picture, and then fades into a clip of a monk doing a little boogie. While this is happening, music starts to play. At first it is so quiet that I cannot hear the words, but then a woman sings, "All I want for Christmas is you, yeah..." and the whole song becomes audible.
Another monk swings his hips to the beat.
"Make my wish come true..."
A monk that is obviously my runaway body is kicking his legs into the air, far higher than I can remember being capable of when we were attached.
"Oh, baby..."
Several monks now in a row, Stetsons on their heads. It looks like they've used a green screen as these monks appear to be in a desert.
"Your laughter fills the air..."
'Laughing' monks; their hands on their bellies, rocking back and forth as if they were sharing in a very good joke.
"All I want for Christmas is you!" The song ends with hundreds of monks pointing at the viewer. A message in a simple font appears over the frozen image.
'HAVE FAITH THIS CHRISTMAS. JOIN THE HEADLESS MONKS.'
I add it to my favourites list.
A/N: I've had to remove day six, the Buzzer Ganger because it wasn't of a very high standard. In fact it was terrible. So from now on the numbers will appear a day ahead.