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SLAM

I dropped to my knees as soon as I closed the front door. I felt so exhausted from all that running and studying. It was Friday finally and I was wipped.

After a few minutes of sitting on the hardwood floor I got up with a yawn.

In a struggle, I pulled off my school uniform, leaving me bare. I reached to my couch and grabbed my afterschool sweatshirt and pants. I pulled them on and tied my hair back in a small ponytail.

I moved to the cabinet and pulled out a large jar of Nutella and a few thin breadsticks.

Ready for the weekend, I trotted back over to my couch and laid down. I turned on the tv and watched cartoons and anime. Specifically Attack on Titan.

I had only recently started watching Attack on Titan. I finished watching all the episodes in a day so I decided to watch it all again, and some Courage the Cowardly Dog, which was a really fucked up cartoon, the things nightmares are made of.

I watched a few Disney movies in nostalgia. Mulan was my favorite.

I dipped one of the thin breadsticks into the Nutella, thoroughly dousing the stick in the magical hazelnutty goodness. I chomped it down like Sasha on steamed potatoes.

I heard a loud noise outside which caused me to not react at all because of how lazy and comfortable I was. I yawned and took another bite of a Nutella stick.

"Oh, Nutella. I love you." I giggled, hugging the jar.

Despite how much I ate, I was pretty thin. I guess it's because of my track class. Some younger girls envied my thinness. I found it extremely comfortable.

I was broke from my thoughts when someone knocked on my door.

"Who is IT?" I yelled, not bothering to get up.

No one replied.

With an annoyed sigh, I got up and walked to the door. I unlatched the lock and swung open the door. What I saw shocked me.

A boy with short, blackish-brown hair was on his knees, covered in blood. Whatsmore, he was wearing a Scout Regiment uniform and 3D Manueving Gear. At his sides were his swords.

"E-Eren?!" I gasped.

He looked up, his face pale.

Without a second though, I pulled him into my house. I laid him down on one of my couches, not caring that he would get blood on it.

I rushed to my kitchen closet and grabbed my emergency medical kit. I went back to Eren to tend to his wounds. He was bleeding from his head and his shoulder but he looked like he was bleeding from everywhere because of all the blood on him, his and his enemies.

I grabbed an alcohol wipe and cleaned up the blood from Eren's body.

Hesitantly, I pulled Eren's equipment off of him and put them aside. I continued to clean the blood away. When I finished, I wrapped his wounds with bandages and gauze.

I let him rest. I couldn't imagine how much pain he was in.

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I continued to watch tv for about an hour after I mended Eren's wounds. I wasn't paying attention to Eren for very long until he sat up. I looked over at him and he looked at me.

"Um..."

My smile returned.

"Am I dead?"

"Dead? No, no. You are very alive." I laughed, standing up.

"T-then-"

"How're you feeling? You arrived pretty banged up." I dropped to a squat to meet at level with Eren.

"W-well I'm feeling better to say the least." Eren replied, wincing.

"That's good. Okay. I can't imagine how many questions are going through your head. I'll try my best to answer them." I sighed, smiling a little smaller.

"Hmm. First of all, who are you and where am I?" Eren asked.

I just now noticed how red he was blushing.

"Your in the real world. Away from Titans and all of that. My name is Maggie." I explained in short to him.

"N-no Titans? You mean they don't exist here?" Eren seemed shocked.

"Yes. In this worlds, humans live all over, over seas of salt, fields of sand, and fire water." I told him.

Eren's look of shock deepened.

"But you're safe here. Unfortunately, your friends are not here. They are still in your world." I looked away, solemnly.

"O-okay... How do you know about these things?" Eren asked, looking a little scared.

I pointed over to the tv. He looked surprised at the tv.

On-screen was Attack on Titan. A scene of Eren being eaten by a Titan, followed by Armin's cries.

Eren looked even more scared.

"H-how? Is my life portrayed for everyone in this world to witness?" He asked.

"Yes. Care to watch for a while? Peak into your future?" I offered.

"N-no. I couldn't. I'm afraid to know what happens." Eren shivered.

"Anyway, you should get yourself further clean up." I took Eren's hand softly and lifted him from the couch.

"W-wha-"

I pulled him to the bathroom. "Here. You can take a shower, clean all the excess blood off." I laid down some towels for him to dry off after his shower and some cloths to put on.

"Are you this nice to all your guests, Maggie?" Eren asked with a giggle.

"No. Just the ones that are from fuckin animes." I laughed, leaning to the shower and turning it on till it was warm.

Eren watched me, amazed with this worlds technology.

"Here. You can go ahead and begin. Leave your cloths outside the door and I'll wash them." I nodded, leaving him to it.

I left the bathroom and closed the door.

I waited until Eren put his clothing outside the door.

I plucked them from the ground and went to the laundry room.

I put the blood-soaked clothing in and turned on the machine, leaving it to itself.

Tired, I went back to the couch and continued watching the anime.

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A/N So how was that? ; w ;