The first chapter for a series of drabbles and one shots for many different events and situations in Attack on Titan. Hope you like it. (AutumnMobile12 is responsible for the long, strange title of the series...)
Disclaimer: I do not own Attack on Titan in any way, however I do have a long list of outrageous theories on where the story is going...

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Cloudy with a Chance of Sheepish Stares

"It's going to rain."

Eren's statement and the tone he used to declare it left almost no room to argue. Almost no room, but of course it was enough for Jean who took his own opinion to Eren's like a knife to a fruitcake.

"It's going to be a completely clear day without even the slightest hint of a cloud," the other man argued, rolling his eyes in exhasperation.

"Cloudy, but no rain," Armin piped up, leaning forward with narrowed eyes. "Actually, make that a light drizzle."

"See?" Eren prompted smugly, crossing his arms and leaning back as Jean scowled viciously.

"Maybe the morning will be sunny and it'll rain in the afternoon?" Marco offered up timidly.

"Nah, I'm with Armin this time," Connie admitted uncertainly. "He was right last time, wasn't he?"

"That isn't any way to do it," Jean chided. "You're going to side with him just because he got lucky? Try figuring it out for yourself."

"I did!" Connie protested and was immediately shushed. Lowering his voice, the cadet muttered, "Look, I've been staring at his face for awhile now, and I'm predicting clouds, rain, the whole deal."

"That's because you're looking at him wrong," Reiner spoke up, startling all of them. Carefully, the older man reached out and gently turned the face of their sleeping comrade. "See?"

Marco tilted to the side and nodded along with a few others. "Nicely spotted."

"Oh." Connie nodded, eyes widening in realization. "Okay, not a single cloud."

"What are you talking about?" Eren protested, moving to rotate their comrade's head once more. "If you see him from this angle, the clouds are speaking for themselves! Rain is unavoidable!"

"Hold on a moment," Jean argued, quickly brushing the bangs from their subject's forehead. "Okay, now look at him that way."

"That's messing up the entire picture, then," Armin interjected thoughtfully. "Are you trying to make it so it won't rain?"

"I'm right, so just admit it," Eren snapped, impatiently combing the sleeping figure's hair back to the basic position it had been in.

"No, no, I won't admit anything." Jean flicked the bangs back to the side once more, shooting Eren a murderous glare.

"What is your problem—?"

A quiet snort halted Eren in the middle of his sentence and all six of them inhaled sharply, eyes going wide when the cadet they were currently surrounding shifted and shakily raised an arm to rub his eyes, nearly hitting Jean in the process. With an agonizing slowness, Bertholdt's eyes crept open, and he stared blankly up at the six sheepish faces staring down at him.

"What's going on?" he inquired groggily.

Almost in unison, the six responded. "Nothing."

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A/N: In chapter 48 of the manga, a few characters talked about how Bertholdt looked while sleeping and how they predicted the weather that way. As soon as I read that I knew I wanted to write it somewhere. I hope you enjoyed and hope you'll keep coming back for more. :)