Fool? Proof.

Who: Scott (closed)
When: Early in the morning, sometime before the alarms go off
Where: O Christmas Tree

The first thing that popped into Scott's mind as he woke up was that he was cold. The second was that it didn't feel like his alarm had been disturbed, because he definitely still had something tied down there.

The third thing that popped into his mind was that he wasn't in bed. Shifting, trying to get comfortable, he heard more bells. All. Over. He made to brush them off, but met considerably more resistance than he'd expected. "What the fuck?" he said, panicking a little, realizing that not only was he tied up, but he was covered in bells. And glitter. Shifting so he could look up, he saw... pine needles? Ornaments? "Christmas?" Trying not to panic too much, he tried to roll over but found himself stopped by something on his back. "What is going on here?" Finally, he caught his reflection in a mirrored ball ornament, catching the full ridiculousness of his situation.

He was definitely tied up, and apparently someone else had decided that attaching sleigh bells to him was a good idea, but had gone beyond just his jingly jiggly bits and literally covered him in bells. And that wasn't the end of it either. Someone had gotten very liberal with glitter as well, and given him a complete makeover to make Tammy Faye blush. To complete the picture, he'd been given a halo of tinsel or something, and... were those wings?!

He couldn't take it any more, so he did the only thing that came to mind: Screech like the queen he was. "Help! Somebody! Get me the fuck out of this Cinemax Christmas flick!"