Jeff the Killer: Special Edition

Christmas time.

Jeff was sitting at the kitchen table just like every other day with his mother "eating" his pancakes.

"Christmas is in 3 days Jeff. Are you excited?" His care taker asked happily.

"Pancakes?" He responded.

"Ya...have you bought any gifts?"

"...pancakessssssss."

"Well, I got you something and I think you'll really like it." His mother said as Jeff sat in deep thought trying to figure out what to buy for her. He usually celebrated christmas by going on a huge killing spree, but he thought he might change it up this year. After dinner he tripped up the stairs, laughing, to his room and layed in his bed holding his child. He layed there staring up at the ceiling still thinking of a gift idea.

"What do you think Harold?" He asked the child that he was hugging as if it was a teddy bear.

"Haha...me too." He said then drifted off into sleep. He lay there snoring with a few giggles in between when he was awakened by the sunlight coming in his window. He jumped out of bed and took his usual shower of pancake syrup and orange juice then, tumbled down the stairs.

"I have breakfast ready for you Jeff" the lady told him, just like she did every morning.

"Pancakes" he said then grabbed the syrup smothered pancakes off the plate, shoved them in his mouth then rushed out the door. As he was walking down the street he met up with several people and greeted them with a stab to the chest. He happily walked into the store laughing.

"Good morning" the greeter at the door said as Jeff walked in.

"PANCAKES!" Jeff said in respond as he body slammed the man. He continued into the store, happily, swinging his arms around. He was walking through the isles giggling quietly, as always.

"Can I help you with anything sir?" One of the store employees asked.

"Uh...uh...PANCAKES!" Jeff yelled as he sliced the man's neck.

"Oh...pancakes..." He searched and searched for hours because every time he went to ask a person for help he would lash out and stab them. He didn't understand why they weren't having as much fun as him. Finally, he came to the isle where he always saw the pancakes. As he walked down he saw that there were no pancakes on the shelf. Seeing this he became angry and began smashing things and throwing items every where.

"WHY NO PANCAKES!!?!?" Jeff yelled as he threw his hissy fit. He went to every cashier, jumping on the counter in front of him and pouncing on them.

"WHERE PANCAKES?" He asked every time and none were giving an answer so he stabbed and stabbed and stabbed until there was nobody left in the store. He stopped what he was doing when he spotted a small stuffed animal sitting on a display in the front of the store. He got up from killing the man under him and went to pick it up.

"Pancakes." Jeff said, satisfied then started out the store and began his run home flailing his arms and legs in all directions. When he came home he tripped up the stairs as fast as he could to his room so that his mom wouldn't see him. He wrapped up the gift in pancakes and used syrup to stick them together. He quickly went downstairs to place the present under the tree, but there was no tree. When Jeff noticed this he ran out of the house and into the neighbor's.

"This for pancakes" he said as he ripped the cord from the lights out of the wall.

"What are you doing?!?" One of the owners of the house asked. Jeff stared for a moment and there was an awkward silence.

"PANCAKES" he yelled right before cutting his neighbor's head off and putting it under his arm. He struggled a bit with getting the tree in the house, but felt accomplished when he finally sat it down in front of the window. He saw a tree on the TV and noticed that there was colorful things hanging on the branches. After seeing this he quickly grabbed pancakes from the kitchen and put safety pins in each and hanging them on the tree. He stepped back to look at his piece of art and noticed there was something missing then, it came to him. He grabbed a step ladder excitedly and climbed it to place the head he had recieved earlier it placed it right on the top. He was very satisfied with what he had done and put his present wrapped in pancakes under the tree.

The living room still wasn't perfect so, he gathered up a few socks and hung them on the wall by the tree. After he finished this he fell asleep on the floor. It had seemed that he slept for a couple days because he woke up to several presents under the tree and his socks hanging on the wall were filled with syrup and orange juice.

"Huh...pancakes?" Jeff said confused as he rose up from his slumber.

"Good morning Jeff. Open up your present!!" His motherly figure said as she handed him a large box. Jeff violently tore the paper off the box. There was only one thing he hoped for, pancakes. As he finished tearing each piece of paper it came to reveal an art set.

"Pan...CAKES!!" Jeff yelled angrily at his mother.

"Now Jeff. I tried very hard to find you the perfect gift. I thought you would like this." She said calmly.

"PANCAKES!!!" he screamed as he continued to destroy the art set.

"Jeff...calm down!" The woman said as Jeff continued to destroy every thing he has worked so hard on. This wasn't such a merry christmas for Jeff. Maybe he'll stick to killing.