"Elf" - A Reylo AU

New York City

It was a seemingly normal day atop of the 17th floor of the Empire State Building at the offices of Rogue Publishing.

"What do you mean they're requesting a reprint?" Cassian Andor snapped. "Do you know how much that's going to cost us?"

"Two whole pages are missing. The story doesn't make any sense without them."

"So? Kids just look at pictures anyways. They're not going to notice if two pages are missing."

"You really want us to ship them like this?"

"No, Ben." Cassian replied sarcastically. "I think we should take a $30,000 BATH just so some kids can understand what happened between a freakin' goat and a grizzly bear! Ship them!"

Ben Solo nodded at his boss. He lay the two blank pages down on Cassian's desk. Cassian hastily scribbled his initials as a sign of approval on the bottom corner of the papers and waved Ben off.

Ben exited the office, closing the door behind him. He kept his head down as he made his way towards the fax machine behind reception.

"Excuse me!" Said a cheery voice, coming from his right.

Ben stopped in his tracks. A girl dressed head to toe in a pink and red elf costume was at the reception counter. What kind of person in their right mind would wear such a ridiculous costume???

"How can I help you?" The receptionist asked of the girl, not at all bothered by her festive attire.

"I'm here to see a um... A Cassian Andor?"

"You're so adorable!!!" The receptionist squealed. "Who sent you?"

"Santa Claus, of course!" The girl happily replied. Ben groaned at her answer.

"One sec!" The receptionist said, holding up a finger to the girl.

The phone on Cassian's desk began to trill. He snatched up the receiver.

"What." He angrily spat into the phone.

"Mr. Andor? It's me - Kaydel! I'm using the intercom on our new phones!"

Cassian rolled his eyes and stroked a hand through his graying beard.

"What is it Kay?" He mumbled annoyed.

"Yeah, I think someone sent you a Christmas gram!" Kaydel excitedly told him. Cassian grumbled deeply.

"A what?"

Before he had a chance to answer, the door to his office burst open.

"DAD!"

Cassian frowned at the intruder. He placed both hands on his desk and pushed his chair back slightly.

The girl couldn't have been much older than eighteen. Dressed in what could only be described as a bubblegum nightmare.

The girls face was red from the cold, her eyes bright and full of joy. It disgusted him. Her wavy locks of brown hair reminded him of a girl he once knew, the familiarity too close for comfort.

"All right. Get this over with." Cassian said to the girl, waving a hand. The other office employees gathered behind her in the doorway.

"Get... Get what over with?" The girl asked.

Cassian rolled his eyes again. She was perfect for this job. It was as dumb as she was.

"Aren't you going to uhh... sing a song or something?" Cassian asked.

"I walked all this way to find you!" She said, clutching her hands over her heart.

"From the North Pole or from 35th street?" Cassian sarcastically asked.