Author's Note: For sake of storytelling let's assume that Margali made a big progress in English so that I don't need to write the story around the idea that Kurt must translate back and forth between Fallen and his mother ALL the time. It would serve little purpose and would just make it annoying.
Also I'm writing this in scorching hot summer and thus feel uninspired, so consider this chapter a draft for when I get the vibe for Christmas spirit.
Christmas.
It's the busy and cold time of the year when people either are- or pretend to be happy for the sake of the show. Lawyers, housewives, news stand employees, parents, the homeless – can't say that every single person celebrates it, but what I know for sure is that everybody's somehow affected by Christmas. Whether it's hurrying with wrapping gifts and cleaning and cooking, or getting and giving days off for holiday, or just being treated kinder, you can't get away from being affected.
Because Christmas, you see, is something you can't run away from. You'll be constantly reminded about it by commercials, people wishing you Merry Christmas instead of just saying Goodbye, Christmas related movies dominating your local Cinema, and Christmas themes in every single window shop or market you'll step into. There's no escape.
And then there's Fallen.
The second the Winter Recess began she hopped into her room hoping that the memory of her existence will somehow vaporize from everybody's awareness for the next two weeks. She knew nobody will let her just nestle in her room quietly until New Year's Eve but at least for a moment she wanted to forget it's not an option.
And it worked, at first. After the last day of school she dropped her bag and put all the school materials into a closet, planning on not seeing them again for the rest of the year. Now there was time to finally finish the book she started over a month ago after finding it in the Institute's library. She ended up so hooked that before she realized it was already past eight in the evening.
That's when she was distracted from reading by someone opening the door of her room and she heard Kurt's voice; "I know Santa Claus is the main hero of this event, but how about a christmas elf instead?"
She frowned confused as she looked up at the boy who leaned against the frame. Him not teleporting made her conclude he must be quite fresh out of the shower, since the smell of sulfur would stick if his fur was still at all damp. However that hardly explained why was he shirtless or wearing a red Santa hat.
Fallen chuckled with amusement and put her book down, slipping a piece of paper in to mark where she left off. "Now that's a tempting offer. Come here, Christmas Elf."
Kurt didn't need to be told twice as he hopped onto the bed beside her going for a kiss and instantly having her lay down with their hands entwined just above her head. For a moment they just enjoyed this sweet moment ignoring the open door, until they heard Evan's voice; "Get a room!" he cringed as he walked by.
"We are in one!" Fallen, amused, called back even though Daniels was already a few good feet away from the door.
Kurt snorted at this short conversation as the girl used her free hand to fix his Santa Hat because its fluffy tip slipped onto the boy's face and started getting into her own eye. Wagner looked into her eyes with the warmest smile and out of blue he asked; "Come with me to Germany for Christmas."
The girl's smile turned into confusion and then realization. "Kurt, I..." she seemed almost cornered as she slowly crawled back from underneath him to sit up. "I'm not a Christmas kind of person, you know that..."
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