Mr Mackey sat alone in his apartment. It was Christmas eve, and as with most holidays, he was alone. Mr Mackey had no family, and few friends. Not even his students sent him cards or anything. They all either didn't celebrate Christmas or had overly conservative parents who didn't want to accidentally offend anyone and be labeled hypocrites.
The guidance counselor jumped up when somebody knocked on his door. A look through the peephole told him it was Mr Slave and Big Gay Al, both wearing extremely weather-innapropiate (yet extremely festive) outfits. They were holding a small wrapped package.
Mr Mackey opened the door. "Why, hello there! Why don't you come in, mmkay?"
"Thanks, Mr Garrison." Big Gay Al said. Him and Mr Slave walked into Mr Mackey's apartment, Mr Slave looking like he just had some coal shoved up his ass
"Oh, Jesus Christ, it's so dull in here!" Mr Slave said. Him and Big Gay Al winked at each other, and using the magic power of gayness, they transformed the place so it was full of Christmas decor, including a tree, wreaths, and everything else.
Mr Mackey gasped. "It's beautiful!"
"It's missing one thing~" Big Gay Al sang, handing the wrapped package to Mr Mackey.
Mr Mackey opened it, and was excited to see the snowglobe. "I hope it's mmkay, but I didn't, ah, get you two anything..."
"It's fine, Mr Mackey." Big Gay Al said. "Your smile is thanks enough."
And after that, Big Gay Al and Mr Slave disappeared using the power of gay, and Mr Mackey had a very merry Christmas.