How I Gifted My Niece the Loudest Toy Ever—and Unleashed K-Pop Chaos on My Family
If you’ve ever been relegated to the “forgotten relative” table at family gatherings (or, worse, left off the guest list entirely), you know the sting of holiday neglect. It’s a tale as old as time: family drama, emotional cold shoulders, and the perennial question—“What did I do to deserve this?” But what if, instead of wallowing in sadness, you sprinkled a little mischief into the festivities? Enter the story of Redditor u/snoregasmm, who turned their banishment into a symphony of sweet, petty revenge—one high-decibel gift at a time.
Imagine being snubbed by your family for Christmas (again), but loving your niece so much that you can’t resist sending her the most over-the-top, eardrum-shattering karaoke microphone you can find. Now imagine your family, snowed in, nowhere to run, forced to listen to the relentless sound of a five-year-old K-pop idol-in-training. That’s holiday magic, right there.
The Art of Petty Holiday Revenge
Let’s set the stage. Our hero, u/snoregasmm, is the family’s resident black sheep, their emotional needs chronically overlooked. But there’s one bright spot: a five-year-old niece who adores them. She’s cute, bubbly, and obsessed with K-pop Demon Hunters (because of course she is). She’s also the only grandchild and thus the jewel in everyone’s eye—except, perhaps, grandma’s, because she likes her cool aunt better.
This Christmas, as the family gathered (without the author, per tradition), our intrepid aunt sent a box of gifts across the country. Among them: a “Sing N Bling” karaoke microphone. Not a toy, mind you, but a Real Mic™—complete with Bluetooth, rhinestone bedazzling, and, most importantly, volume that can rattle the icicles off your eaves.
You see, there’s a family rule: no one is ever allowed to tell a child to stop singing. It’s a sacred law, born from grandma’s own childhood trauma, and enforced with the iron fist of repressed musical ambitions. The author remembers the agony of her brother’s beatboxing phase—two months of relentless mouth percussion, and not a soul allowed to utter a word of complaint. Now, it’s her niece’s turn to shine… loudly.
When the Gift Keeps on Giving (and Giving, and Giving…)
Picture this: the family huddled inside a small house, snow piling up outside, holiday cheer mingling with a creeping sense of dread. The first present is unwrapped: it’s the karaoke mic! The battery is loaded. The Bluetooth is paired. The five-year-old diva takes center stage.
There is no escape.
“K-pop Demon Hunters” echoes through the halls, bouncing off the walls, reverberating through the collective family psyche. Grandma tries to read. Dad tries to nap. Mom attempts to cook. But nothing drowns out the sound of the world’s tiniest popstar belting out her favorite tunes on a loop. The family rule means no one can say a thing—they just have to grit their teeth and hope the batteries run out.
It’s the perfect blend of love and mischief. The author isn’t there to witness the mayhem, but you can bet she’s cackling from a safe distance, imagining the looks on their faces as their peaceful holiday dissolves into a K-pop concert they never asked for.
Sweet, Satisfying, and Just a Little Bit Spiteful
What makes this story so delightful isn’t just the cleverness of the revenge—it’s the heart behind it. Our aunt doesn’t want to make her niece miserable, or even really to ruin the holiday. She wants her niece to have a blast. She wants the family to feel just a touch of that chaos and disruption that she’s felt for years. Most of all, she wants to reclaim the narrative: if they won’t include her, well, she’ll make sure they never forget her.
And let’s be honest—who among us hasn’t fantasized about a little harmless holiday payback? There’s something deeply cathartic about imagining our loved ones trapped in a snowbound house, serenaded by a sugar-fueled child with a microphone and no off switch.
The Takeaway: Never Underestimate the Power of a Karaoke Mic
In the end, this story is more than just petty revenge—it’s about reclaiming joy, one rhinestone at a time. It’s about loving your niece so much that you send her a gift guaranteed to make her Christmas unforgettable (and everyone else’s just a little bit less restful).
So, next time you’re feeling left out of the family festivities, take a page from u/snoregasmm’s playbook. Channel your inner mad scientist, find the loudest toy you can, and let the holiday chaos commence. After all, revenge is a dish best served with a backing track.
What’s the most delightfully petty thing you’ve ever done during the holidays? Share your stories in the comments below—let’s inspire some festive mischief together!
Original Reddit Post: I got my niece the loudest toy possible for Christmas