It was Christmas Eve, and the stars were shining bright, like tiny flames dotted across the early evening sky. Captain Levi Ackerman was sat in his armchair sipping a mug of green tea and gazing at the stars above.
Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door. "Come in!" Levi said loudly. In came Armin Arlert with a huge smile on his face.
"Good evening Captain!" he said in an extremely cheery voice.
"Unfortunately we have had to change the time of the Christmas light switch on because of an unfortunate incident involving a box of several hundred glass baubles and a sudden gust of wind. The new time is ten minutes past eight."
"Okay. Anything else?" Levi replied. He was trying hard to disguise just how much he didn't care. Levi absolutely despised Christmas – it was his least favourite time of year. He thought that just because some baby was born he was apparently supposed to forget about every problem in the world.
"Squad Leader Hanji told me to tell you to at least try to enjoy it this year." The small blonde boy said. Levi almost smirked. Enjoy? Right now there are probably two hundred titans dancing about just outside the walls. Two hundred titans that need to die.
"You know I really don't like the sound of having hot cocoa in a pwiddy little mug with Mr. Suicidal Brat. Go away."
Armin didn't dare argue, so he left without a word.