Suurlemoene: Well, well well, if it isn't that time again.

Shizzlemah: Wow. I'm just gonna say this. we keep writing fanfics and not postin' them

Suurlemoene: Yeah really we have... like two... I think that we've written but not published

Shizzlemah: Yeah. BUT HOPEFULLY THIS ONE WILL BE AWESOME ENOUGH!

Suurlemoene: Although, not as awesome as our first.

Shizzlemah: That one was amazing.

Suurlemoene: YAY SHAMELESS SELF PROMOTION.

You were just a regular cadet, part of the 104th trainee squad. You'd had your eye on one of the more prominent trainees for a while now, a boy named Eren Jaeger. You were thinking about Eren again while helping Hanji with one of her experiments on said boy, a punishment for sneaking into the boys' dorm to watch a certain someone in their sleep. It was totally worth it because you had brought along a Kodak camera to take pictures. Being the smart creep you were, you made sure to leave the flash off.

As you began taking picture after picture, a primal shriek resonated from somewhere near the girls' dorms. You ignored it however, thinking is was just Sasha waking up from one of her 'a universe without potatoes' dreams.

You couldn't have been more wrong, for several moments later, after a considerable amount of pictures had been taken, you felt claws on your throat. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Mikasa with a foaming mouth and eyes that had the flames of the Devil in them. Though fairly terrified, you couldn't help but notice that she was wearing Honey Boo Boo PJs with some Eren-heads messily drawn in the space that weren't occupied with the child's face.

Mikasa then moved her clawed hands down to your ankles where she started to drag you away from where Eren was currently resting, you taking as many photos as you could- while struggling to break free from the vine like grip on your ankles- before it was too late.

"GET AWAY FROM MY FUTURE HUSBAND!" Mikasa shrieked, dragging you further away from your obsession. (It really is a miracle that none of the boys woke up during this all)

"HE'S LIKE YOUR BROTHER! ARE YOU NASTY?" You yelled at her, still snapping pictures.

Mikasa continued pulling you out of the room, you tried to get away but every time you made an effort she would just start looking at the ceiling, shaking her head in random ways while open mouth hissing; not even looking at you. It was weird enough to make you just gawk in horror.

Just as Mikasa had dragged you to the training grounds, and was about to rip your face off, a random door fell down and Mikasa was being pulled off of you by none other than Erwin Smith.

Right when Mikasa was fully detached from your body, you saluted to your superior and ran off maniacally laughing holding the camera in front of your face. Just as you were about to head back and take more pictures of Eren, a dwarf stepped in front of you, blocking your path. Wait, scratch that, it wasn't a dwarf, it was Corporal Levi.

You stopped in front of the corporal and darted your eyes, looking for any possible escape route. The very angry midget (who smelled a little like Windex) stalked up to your taller form stole your camera, and began to go through the pictures.

After about two seconds he tch-ed and said "I think I'll be taking this and, disposing of it. As for you, cleaning duty won't be suitable enough of a punishment. You're now Hanji's temporary assistant for 3 months."

You kneeled down on the ground, so you were at eye level with Levi. Tilting your head up to face the sky, you scream "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!". But you were really only screaming about losing the camera and crying in the fetal position about all the Eren pictures your clean freak of a corporal had taken.

Levi just turned around and inconspicuously scrolled through more of your pictures. Looking down, he saw that a small puddle of drool had gathered at his feet. The drool belonged to Mikasa, who longed for the pictures, as they were her food source. Erwin just shook his head, his eyebrows flopping back and forth like a shampoo commercial model's hair, and dragged Mikasa off, to what you perceived through your massive amount of tears, to be Erwin's office.

Your flashback of last night was interrupted by Hanji's trying-to-be-serious voice. "(Y/n), hand me… *dramatic head turn towards you* the needle."