*hits blunt*

Eren followed the two-toned brunet into a back room of the club they were in. It was Eren's birthday, and, apparently, Jean and the others had rented the room and were planning something for him. The pair reached the center of the room and Jean stopped in his tracks. The door fell shut.

The green-eyed man, not sure of what to do, reached out to touch Jean's shoulder. He couldn't see very well due to the extremely low lighting, but it was enough to make out the shape of the taller one's body. As soon as Eren's hand made contact, though, Jean whirled around.

Four things happened in quick succession. Blue and purple spotlights, both fairly dim, focused on the two of them. Light bounced off of the floor and suffused the room with a dark glow. Next, he caught sight of Armin in the corner, watching them, a notebook tucked under his arm.

Third, some strange kind of pop music started playing. The fourth and final event - and, perhaps, the strangest one of all - was that Jean opened his mouth and started to sing.

"Ooh… You touch my tralala."

Eren stood, frozen in shock, his arm still extended slightly. Jean, ignoring Eren's discomfort, kept it up.

"My ding ding dong..."

A feminine "Mmm!" followed after the words. Eren recognized the voice as Mikasa's, but he couldn't see her. His line of sight, however, was stolen by the people that started to enter the room.

Reiner, Annie, Connie, Bertolt, Sasha, Ymir, and Historia strutted in, bouncing with the rhythm of the song and singing a repetitive, "La, la la la, la la la la la la." After about thirty seconds of dancing (when had Jean reached the other side of the room?), the two-toned man started to sing again, taking seductive steps toward a still-confused Eren.

"Deep in the night… I'm looking for some fun… Deep in the night… I'm looking for some love…"

Jean repeated these lines two or three times - Eren couldn't tell - and stopped short, letting Eren's other friends continue the song. Eren's eyes wandered back to Armin. The blond was furiously writing in his notebook, sometimes stealing glances up at Jean, who was edging away from Eren, and the green-eyed man himself, who was extremely lost.

However, it was clear that the group of people couldn't keep this performance up for long. Sasha and Connie had both been reduced to giggling messes and were currently on the floor. Reiner and Bertolt were both leaning against the wall, trying hard not to laugh. Ymir had tears in her eyes and so did Historia.

Annie was staring at the floor, an embarrassed flush on her face. (When did I agree to do this? I should have stayed home…)

And Mikasa was still nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, the music cut off. Eren stood there in the center of the room, staring, bewildered, at the people surrounding him.

"What the fuck-" He didn't get to finish his sentence.

Mikasa slid into the room on both knees, a sombrero on her head and maracas in her hands. She lost momentum and stopped just short of Eren. The ravenette smiled, as if containing laughter, before throwing her hands up and shouting in a weird mixture of English and Spanish.

"DON'T WORRY! MI CASA ES SU CASA!"

Still, Eren stood there. His mind was only able to form one coherent thought: What. The. Hell?

I left Marco out of this one because - honestly - I can't imagine him doing this.

Anyway, I'm 90% sure I was high while doing this. I drew the cover art. Thanks and goodbye.

- Theo

ps reviews are life so please give me some even though this was trash lmao