☆ Alone In this World ☆

☆ Last Christmas ☆

{Y/n} pounced up with a start, panting heavily and taking a moment to wake before realising that she was back in her room.

The window in her room showed it was snowing. Strange considering how it hadn't been the previous night.

Once she sees nothing out of the ordinary, she sighs and lays back down, placing her hands over her face.

Shuffling, followed by some loud banging disturbs her from going back to sleep. She jolts up, fearing that someone has gotten into her house.

The noises continued as she sat on her bed trying to determine where the noise was coming from and what it could be making it. She grabbed her gown that was hanging over the door and ran down outside to see that the chimney on her roof had been knocked down by something.

"What the -" In the sky, she spots what could only be described as a herd of reindeer flying above her house.

"Am I high or something?" She says to herself while looking up at the three creatures that fought with one another. If anything, she was more surprised that it didn't cause a disturbance throughout the rest of the street with the amount of noise they created.

Wasting no more time, she ran back inside and got into some suitable clothing to investigate the situation happening on her roof.

When she approached the door to her roof, she heard a group of voices arguing with each other.

"Elf!"

"Is that not racist?"

"No, of course It's not racist because you are an elf,"

"Chimneys,"

"I'm sorry,"

"I'm just checking to see if you can see these massive chimneys," a bearded man said to two other smaller males who were crouched down beside him dressed as what seemed like elves.

She looked up at the bearded man and couldn't believe what she was seeing. He was dressed up as Santa.

"Okay...definitely losing it," She says.

The slightly smaller men began calling the reindeer that were flying carelessly in the sky.

The bearded man instructs one of the 'elves' to collect the tangerines that fell on the ground. As he begins to pick some up, he spots a shadow casting over him and looks up, shining his light to see {Y/n} standing, staring at him.

"Er, sir, we've been seen," The elf says, causing the bearded man to look around in fear.

"Hello," he greets.

"Hi..." she trails.

He takes a step forward and puts his hand out to keep the elves from following.

"Hello, human,"

"You can't call her human,"

"It's not racist. They don't mind,"

"Hush up. Both of you. Oh, sorry about this, girl. We...we... are just three passing, Perfectly ordinary...roof people doing some emergency...roof things," he explains, glancing back at the elves every so often as if asking for backup.

"Carry on. Merry Christmas, if...if it is Christmas, I mean..." he chuckles.

"I don't much care for things like that myself. I mean. Christmas!" He laughs.

"Are you...Santa Claus?" She asks out of context, catching him off guard as he glances back at his elves in desperate need of help. {Y/n} following his gaze and frowning in confusion.