Author P.O.V

I want to give thanks for the 5k views this book has gained in five months and I look forward for the support in the future. Also happy Hanukah, Christmas, and Kwanzaa. If you are atheist don't go bombing the chat.

With that out of the way we can now move onto the Christmas special.

Eren P.O.V

*bring* *bring*

[Ugh... what time is it? Why is someone texting at six in the morning for Christ sake.]

I turn over my shoulder to see that it was in-fact Sasha who was normally the longest sleeper. I was going ask why but, a pretty passed off Reiner beat me to the punch.]

Mrs. Potato head: Good morning guys!

The Brawn: What the fuck do you want potato girl at six in the morning on break?!

The bitchy lass (Ymir): Jesus Reiner use your brain or lack of it. It's Christmas day dipshit.

The angel: Oh shit you are right.

Magic eight ball: Oh my lord. Did Historia just curse for the first time. That suit got me weak.

The brain (Bertholdt): Can y'all shut up please. Let me sleep.

The coconut: What's up with him?

Ms. Bipolar (Annie): He can be grumpy and/or bitchy when he wakes up.

The coconut: Ahhh... that makes sense.

The Kaiser (Eren): So how does work with his sleeping positions.

Mama's boi (Jean): What are you losers talking about?

The coconut: This is an A, B, C conversation get d (the) fuck out.

Stalker (Mikasa): LoL. That's tough Jean.

Half way there: I can't defend you from that one buddy.

Mama's boi: Fuck you guys.

The Kaiser: All jokes aside do you guys want to do a Christmas party.

The coconut: I wouldn't mind that if y'all want to do so.

The angel: Sure I can host it sense my family is out for the weekend.

The bitchy lass: I will go since Historia is hosting and that alone.

The brawn: That's not surprising.

The bitchy lass: Oh yeah smart ass...

We are half way there: Guys can you cool it...

The bitchy lass: Listen here Marco this is an A and B conversation c (see) yourself out.

Mrs. Potato Head: The joke is already used and seriously author you couldn't think of anything clever in your meaningless life span. Also count me in.

The stalker: I am in also don't break the forth wall that is for the Shipping and dares books.

Author: Shameless plug.

Mama's boi: Shut up author.

Author: In the words of YeetersaurusRex shut the hell up or get locked in the pantry for a few months.

Mama's boi: Isn't that guy who has been in hiatus since August.

Author: Yep and I am going to convince to write again.

Magic eight ball: Would hour like to join the Christmas special.

Author: Alright but you aren't going to remember.

Ms. Bi polar: I might as well attend and Bertholdt don't even try to weasel out.

The Kaiser: Alright then it's settled then. We will meet Historia at four p.m.

Angel: Now Bertholdt can go back to sleep.

Time skip to four p.m.

P.O.V no one in particular so fucking deal with it.

Everyone one by one started showing up into the house. The party was off and something "magical" happened. Eren miraculously ended up underneath a mistletoe with Annie, Historia, and Mikasa.

"That's bull shit and you know it Author. How come Eren gets all the chicks?", Connoe wept out desperately.

"Cause he is not short also would rather have Sasha in the harem as well?", the Author as quite sharply.

"N-n-no I just... well shit.", Connie stuttered out.

Eventually the quadruple mistletoers gave it draw more specifically the glare off between Annie and Mikasa with a confused Eren to boot. Then came gift unwrapping.

Apparently Mi-

"We want a mutiny! You are a shitty author!", Demanded the lot.

"Why's that?", asked the author surprised by such heresy.

"Cause you are someone's else characters and atmosphere for your own gain.", the characters stated in unison.

"You know what no Christmas for you fucks good bye.", the author said as shunted down his word document.