The dining hall is as loud and nosiy as usual, cause really, dinner is one of the soldiers' only times to chat and eat before training their asses off. Eren is busy arguing heatedly with a laughing Jean when Armin taps his shoulder.

"Eren, Sasha's gonna steal your food," Armin says.

Eren snaps his head towards Sasha who quickly pulls her arm back. A sheepish grin starts to grow on her face.

"Come on!" She whines. "I've already finished mine, and you don't look hungry at all! Pretty please?" A trail of saliva slides down her chin as she eyes the uneaten chunk of potato laying on Eren's plate.

Eren is feeling quite generous today, so he sighs, "Fine."

"Yay!" Sasha squeals and grabs the potato in lightning speed and munches on it like it's the best food in the world. Still chewing, she says, "You're the best, Eren!"

"Don't talk with your mouth full, little girl, it's disgusting."

Everyone turns to look at the person who has spoken.

"C-Corporal!" Eren yells the loudest.

Levi shoots Sasha another disgusted glance and stalks off. A minute or two later, everyone returns to their business and conversations, minus Eren, as he's too distracted by his corporal. No one can blame him, though. Krista, as quiet as possible, giggles knowingly at Eren.

"Ah, I'm still hungry..." Sasha moans after swallowing the potato and wiping her mouth clean. Ymir gives her a weird but funny look.

"Potato girl, what else do you know besides eating?" She sneers.

Krista shoots her an unimpressed look. Ymir waves her off with a shrug.

"Drawing."

The whole table falls silent.

Jean looks like he has heard the weirdest thing on the planet. Even Connie looks suprised.

"Come again?" Jean asks.

"Drawing," Sasha repeats. "Like, sketching, painting, drawing."

"That's so strange," Connie mutters.

Krista looks interested. "It's so cool! I never guessed that! Can you, one day, show me some of your drawings?"

Sasha scratches the back of her neck. "I guess... I'll draw some later, but one condition."

"What is it?"

Sasha points at the small piece of bacon on Krista's plate, mouth watering.

Ymir groans, "Krista no."

But Krista beams. "Krista yes," she says, her blue eyes sparkling and pushes her plate towards Sasha. Eyes shining, the brunette happily eats the bacon.

All of the girls, minus Mikasa, sits at Sasha's bed. Ymir looks like she wants to leave, but Krista insists that she stays. One does not simply resist Krista and her smile.

From a drawer beside her bed, Sasha takes out a piece of paper and a ugly, short, old pencil that seemingly hasn't been used for a while.

"What do you want me to draw?" Sasha asks.

Ymir rolls her eyes, "Food, of course. She's an expert—"

Krista cuts her off, "No, that'll make her hungry. Again. Um, what are you good at?"

"People. Mostly male. Before joining the Training Corps, I have plenty of time to draw when my family's out hunting. I usually draw people because I'm always lonely and bored," she admits. "Want me to sketch a portrait of you, Krista?"

The blonde haired girl shakes her head and laughes, quite cutely, Ymir adds mentally.

"You said 'mostly male', right? Then how about drawing some of the boys?" Krista suggests.

Sasha frowns, "But who—"

Ymir cuts in. "You should draw Eren and the Corporal," she smirks. "Even idiots can see how the two undress each other with their eyes. Come on, potato girl, draw them fucking or something like that. You will be doing the whole Survey Corps a great deed."

Very surprisingly, Sasha actually nods, "That's... That's not a bad idea."

Krista's face turns pink. "Guys..." She starts. "I don't think Sasha should... That she should..."

Ymir claps her back. "At least it's not you! Come on, you know that Eren and the Corporal like each other."

"But... But..."

Krista stops as Sasha starts to pick up the pencil and begins to sketch. Ymir bends over to get a closer look.

"That's," Ymir says, eyes wide. "That's pretty nice, potato."

"Stop saying 'potato', I'm so hungry now..."

But she doesn't stop. A few minutes later, the entire outline of her sketch is finished. On the paper is a clear depiction of Eren and Levi.

"Whoa, that's so amazing!" Krista exclaims in excitement. She looks closer at the picture and made a face. "Isn't this position a bit..." She trails off, voice barely a whisper. She feels her face grow pink again. "Indecent?" She manages her final word.

Indecent? Maybe. But it's sure as hell not innocent in any way. The soft but visible strokes of pencil marks shows a shirtless Eren sitting on a chair, hair unruly, while glancing up with darkened eyes. His cheeks, his ears and his neck are shaded to look like a blush. His lips are curved into a (quite sexy) smile. Sitting lap is Levi, hair also messy, looking down on the titan shifter with lust. Like Eren, he is shown to be very, very flustered. Levi looks a bit... Shy? Krista, secretly, has to admit that he just looks fucking cute. How, she doesn't know. Both of them are well toned, and Sasha has the boldness to draw their abs covered in sweat.

Krista makes a sound that resembles a baby bird squeaking while Ymir looks very pleased. Sasha yawns a bit and shrugs, "What? Ymir told me to draw this—"

"What's going on here?"

Mikasa's voice rings out coldly. Her hair is covering her eyes. As always, the red scarf is attached to her neck. "Why are you so noisy?"

Sasha and Krista gulp. "N-Nothing!"

But Mikasa catches sight of the paper in Sasha's hand. "What's that?" She asks.

"Nothing!" Sasha tries again, but Mikasa eyes the picture.

"Is..." Mikasa begins slowly. "Is that Eren? With the midget?"

Ymir laughs, "Y—"

"No!" Sasha shouts too quickly, her voice suspiciously higher.

Mikasa glares at Sasha. Krista then adds, "No! It's not! It's just two random guys... Who happens to have the same hairstyles!"

The black haired girl nods slowly, though still very suspicious.

"It's true! And sorry for disturbing your sleep..." Krista says.

Mikasa shoots them a dark look before walking. She suddenly stops and turns around again.

"The drawing... It's good," she mumbles and walks away.

The girls, even Ymir, look at each other.

"Did... Did she just say that?" Krista says.

Sasha finishes the sketch by midnight and falls on her bed and sleeps like a log.

Some of the girls (hint hint, Mikasa and Ymir) doesn't bother to wake her up, but Krista is far too kind so she tries, TRIES, to wake her. The two, especially Sasha, end up rushing towards the dining hall, cause she can never miss breakfast. Never.

But before leaving the room, Sasha manages to grab her finished and signed drawing for showing off.

So while happily biting her bread, Sasha flashes the drawing at everyone's faces (excluding Mikasa's and Eren's. She also does it when Levi isn't looking).

Connie's eyes nearly pops out of their sockets. "Isn't that—"

"What the hell," Jean says. "And that's a really nice picture. Potato girl, how the fuck did you make Yeager look so nice."

Reiner, from the side, starts to clap lightly. "True art," he mutters.

Armin makes an unidentified but somehow happy noise.

Ymir nudges Krista who is still blushing at the sight of the picture, "See? Told you that everyone will like it."

Sasha swallows her bread cheerfully.

Sasha's 'fanart' is becoming increasingly popular in the Survey Corps. There are even people, for example: Connie, who is willing to give Sasha food in exchange for her drawings. The sketches, by the way, are mostly Eren and Levi doing certain... things in interesting positions. It is always Ymir's, or some of the boys', ideas of course.

And eventually, it becomes a trend. A lot of people, minus Eren, Mikasa and Levi, know about it. Even Hange and Petra, who absolutely approve and support it. Hange has even given it a name, 'Ereri', if Sasha remembers correctly. Petra has given Sasha a box of colour pencils and some pork.

The pork tastes fantastic.

So in order to get more food (because Sasha being Sasha), the brown haired girl draws even more, now coloured, Ereri art. It is a huge success in her eyes, seeing that she has a lot of extra food. Ymir has also started writing something called 'fanfiction', some kind of lewd story that doesn't have any plot, just plain porn about Eren and Levi screwing each other like Horny Bunnies™. Ymir's grammar is real shit, so Krista often has to help correct it. How is Krista's English so good, Sasha wonders.

It's a starry, peaceful evening when Sasha searches the whole room anxiously for her most valuable piece of drawing.

"Krista, have you seen my fanart?!" She yells over her bed.

Krista shakes her head apologetically, "No, sorry. Ymir, have you?"

All of a sudden, the freckled brunette starts laughing.

Krista stares. "What have you done?" She asks slowly.

Ymir continues to crackle, "Do you remember that Yeager is punished to clean the dining hall tonight? By the Corporal?"

"What have you done," Krista repeats with unease.

"Not much," Ymir smirks. "I just 'borrowed' potato girl's little drawing and left it in the hall along with my fanfiction. Good thing I didn't sign it like Sasha did."

Sasha looks like she's about to pee her pants. "Hah?!"

Ymir continues, "I can even imagine how Yeager is going to react when he sees them. Good for you, potat—"

Sasha is running out of the room towards the dining hall at full speed.

Levi glares at Eren. "If I see a single piece of dust on the tables..." He trails off. Eren gulps.

"Yes sir!" Eren shouts and proceeds to clean the hall until it shines.

Levi makes an annoyed sound. "Brat," he murmurs.

A few minutes later, Eren suddenly stops cleaning for some reason. Like, completely stops while he stands in front of a table. The table where Sasha and Ymir once sat at. His gaze is on something under the table. Eren's face starts to redden dramatically.

"Oi, brat," Levi snarls. "Why the fuck did you stop?"

Eren doesn't answer. He seems to lost the ability to speak. He squeaks for a bit.

"I'm talking to you," Levi growls impatiently. "What are you looking at? Pick that up."

Face still burning, Eren bends down to pick up the two papers on the floor with shaky hands.

"What's that—" Levi snatches one of the papers from Eren's hands. It is full of words, the penmanship is messy, but still understandable. Levi raises an eyebrow at the first line. An ereri fanfiction— what the fuck is an ereri?

He starts to read aloud. "Levi rides Eren's di— WHAT THE FUCK?" Levi screams in horror.

Eren shrinks back. Levi glares and snatches the other paper as well. The man feels his face heat up.

"What the fuck," he repeats as his mouth drops open. It is a drawing. Of him and the brat. Almost naked. They are in a bed, Eren on top while pining Levi down. Eren is wearing a gold crown and holding a... a whip, smirking at the black haired man, green eyes gleaming. Levi's mouth is open into a moan in the picture, eyebrows furrowed in pleasure. His hair is messy and his arms are wrapped around Eren's torso. And he's wearing— are those fucking diamond heels? The background of the drawing is dark except for the red roses and the jewels of different colours and the gold. On the lower right-hand corner of the paper is a clear signature of 'Sasha Blouse'.

Just then, Sasha comes running towards them panting.

"Blouse, how are you going to explain this?" Levi says murderously as he holds the drawing up.

"I'm sorry, Corporal!" Sasha squeezes her eyes shut, ready to receive the harshest punishment...

"I'm keeping this."

Sasha feels her eyes fly open. "What?"

"I'm keeping this, so there will not be any childish business going on from now on," he coughes and stuffs the two papers inside his pocket. He still holds his scary gaze.

"W-Whatever you say sir!" Sasha says.

Levi turns Eren. "And you, brat, stop cleaning. Take a shower until your skin fucking glows. I don't want my bed to stink like sweat and dirt."

"B-B-Bed?!" That did it. Eren is now officially a tomato.

"Did I fucking stutter? Come to my quarters after you take a proper shower, and I want clean. Now GO."

Eren takes a mad dash towards the male showers, his eyes seems to glow in unexplainable (or maybe explainable) joy.

Levi glares at Sasha. "And you. It's past curfew. Go to your room before I make you clean all the public toilets by yourself tomorrow."

Sasha nods and rushes back to the girls' room. A small grin grows on her face.

Ymir and Krista are not going to believe what happened.