Hardworking Ruth only wants to be able to sleep the night through without being awakened by her rowdy neighbors who like to party into the wee hours of the morning. When they don't acknowledge her polite requests to turn down the noise, she calls the police, figuing quite correctly that the authorities be very interested in what looked like a large bloodstain in the snow in their back yard. Derek, Bill, and, especially Allister, are annoyed by their straightlaced neighbor's complaints. What they do in their house is none of her business so they decide to stop her complaints once and for all. Scaring her into silence shouldn't be a problem, especially since one of them is a werewolf and the other two are vampires. A quick break-in, a little mind control, and she won't bother them any more. But, Ruth is not the quiet, prim and proper woman they expected. Instead, she meets them downstairs wearing a skimpy, red satin teddy and weilding a fireplace poker. Derek is knocked unconscious, and Bill ends up with a lump the size of a Christmas tree ball on his head. Only Allister is able to escape injury and capture their angy neighbor in his arms. This Christmas Eve is one Ruth will never forget.