MERRY. FUCKING. CHRISTMAS. [Riren/Ereri AU]

Chapter Three~: It's a Wiiinter Gruuuumbleland~!

Chapter Three~: It's a Wiiinter Gruuuumblelaaaand~!

[A/N: I made some kind of time line to pace the plot and events of this story. It's all planned out baby! Also if anyone wants to see the plot and what's going to happen in the story, please let me know and I will send it to you privately. CHANGE: I DECIDED TO MAKE LEVI 5 '3 WHEN HE WAS IN HIGH SCHOOL. DEAL WITH IT I BEG OF YOU. Also sorry if this one is crappy I'm being rushed because of the events in my life XD.]

Tap, tap. That was the sound of each pencil touching a parchment of paper.

Eren was standing with the other elves while planning what present each child from Jamaica to America should get. The elves were sitting at a circular table while putting all of their ideas in the Idea Jar, which was a large ornament with crystal letters embroidered in the front.

The brunette had a bunch of ideas in his head about what the children from Wool's Orphanage, a place for parentless children in London. He had almost one hundred gift idea's based on each child's Christmas list on one piece of paper, until he accidently slit the tip of his right index finger. The blood dripped just a bit as it trickled down his nail, it stung and that was not a jolly feeling.

"Agh funnel cakes!" He said. He gasped when he realized what he just spoken out loud in front of his fellow workers. The rest of them gasped as well as they menacingly stared at Eren, looking at him in shock and disbelief.

"Eren Jaeger watch that tongue of yours! You don't want to get your mouth washed with a cinnamon mint again, do you?" The supervisor asked.

"No sir. I'm sorry." Eren said, hanging his head low as he finished off his list of ideas. The elf supervisor waved everyone off so they can finish their ideas too.

Eren heard whispering from the other side of the round table.

"I can't believe that half elf did that..."

"I know... nothing good ever happens with him..."

"No kidding, the boy isn't even FULL ELF.... That human side of him probably makes him such a bad batch of Christmas Carol Cake..."

"He's lucky he's so full of Christmas cheer otherwise the North Pole would probably be sick of him..."

The boy pretended that he wasn't listening, but all of those hurtful words were branded into his memory. Now the only sound that filled the room was the sound of pencils scratching a piece of paper as it lightly scraped the table.

Eren finished his paper last as everyone put their papers in the idea box. The others snickered at the fact that the half elf couldn't catch up with the rest of them, forgetting that Eren had an entire orphanage to write about. Most of the elves just wrote ideas for one or two children of a household, so barely any of them even thought about the children who never had any parents to help them fold the Christmas envelope that they send through the mail every year.

Although Eren didn't have the sharpest ears out of the rest of them, he still tried to have the initiative and motivation that keeps Christmas alive.

As soon as the others left, he placed his ideas in the box. It wasn't as fancy as the others but it sure had a lot more information than just a normal doll or monster truck.

To Gracy: A beautiful pink and purple tutu with topaz rhinestones because she loves to dance.

To Phoenix: A Kids Safety pocket knife that changes from a knife to house key because she always locks herself out of the dorms when she carves her artwork into the trees outside of her bedroom window.