Hello everybody! It's Ela here, pleased to meet ya! I hope y'all enjoy my new story :P
DISCLAIMER:
I don't own anything that isn't mine, obviously. I don't own Attack on Titan, nor Fox's biscuits, nor any other things, apart from my OC! This disclaimer applies all the way through, so you won't see another one again, yay!
Anyhoo, please review!
-Ela
What's Going On?!
My room was such a mess. Piles, upon piles of books, clothing, shoes and socks were littered across the floor. 'Studying' had taken up nearly all my time, and I hadn't really minded living in something that looked and smelt worse than a pig sty.
Anyway, half-term was finally coming up and I had been ecstatic, a chance to devote my time solely to lazing about. Still, during the weekend I had been to the cinema with my pals and I'd had the chance to go to the gym and exercise a bit, rather than just sit around with joggers on and a textbook laying on my stomach, as was the norm (by having a textbook near my person I was always able to delude myself into thinking I had done a tonne of work and that a nap was well deserved). Still, every time I returned home I was confronted by the state of my room, as well as the stench. When half-term did eventually roll around the corner I wanted my room to be ready for me in my listless state.
So, I decided to clean it… reluctantly. I started by trashing the assortment of empty packets near my bed, left behind from when I was too slothful to get out of bed to eat, and so would bring food to my humble abode the prior night. Getting crumbs out of carpet is hard, even with a good vacuum cleaner, still the butter Fox's biscuits were worth it.
I decided to name my endeavour 'Journey to the Other Side of my Room' in an attempt to give myself some (slight) comic relief (very slight), and an ambition to work for.
Floor space was what I really desired. I mean the ability to walk freely around a room would be desired by most people.
Books were sorted, into alphabetical order and placed on shelves. Clothes were put for washing or folded and put away. It was actually starting to look decent. I turned around to get to my wardrobe, three coat hangers in my left hand and an array of scarves in my right. When I somehow managed to snag the handle of a mug perched on my dresser. I saw it almost as though it was in slow mo. Old tea flew through the air majestically, just to end up landing on my fresh spot of nice, new floor space. Hurriedly I dropped the hangers and threw the scarves around my neck, stumbling past bits of cardboard and trying not to stand on random felt tips on the floor (I don't even know how they got there). It did not help that my skirt was restricting my leg movement too.
Finally I reached the broom closet under the stairs to retrieve cleaning supplies and a dustpan and brush, for the mug fragments. I bent my body down at the waist, reaching the cupboard floor to scavenge for the appropriate equipment.
I just wish my nose worked better.
I mean, how was I to know that there was a gas leak under the stairs 'cause that's where the pipes run through.
How was I to know, really?
I fell face first into a mop head. The last thing I remember doing was grabbing a bottle of bleach and clutching it to my chest.
Sasha had been mucking around in the kitchen again, probably trying to get a potato or something. She'd managed to knock over a pot of stew from the stove. So her endeavours didn't just result in a waste of food, but also a mess all over the floor and the hobs and just generally everywhere.
And Levi was royally pissed to say the least.
Levi pinched the bridge of his nose lightly and placed his tea cup on the worn table. "Sasha, how did this happen? Haven't I told you brats before, not to run around in the kitchen? You're worse than toddlers." Levi turned his head slightly to scowl at Connie who was still holding a potato in the air from when he had been taunting Sasha.
Levi turned back to Sasha with the intention of telling her off properly. He wanted to make her regret the mess she'd made.
But alas Sasha was already on her knees, on the floor. Her head in her hands, tears rolling down her cheeks mixing with the mangled remains of the stew. Sasha sobbed slightly. You'd think she'd lost a comrade. "Now it's gonna taste salty as well as tasting like the floor."
"Don't even think of eating that from the floor it's disgusting." Levi scowled further.
Connie cautiously approached the grieving girl, and offered her the potato they had been fighting over, as a means of consolation. A hand reached out from the mess on the floor and slowly took the potato. Nibbling could be heard accompanied by the sound of soft sobs.
Levi realised he couldn't really punish her further. I mean she was already on the floor crying her eyes out. Although that didn't mean he couldn't force her to do laps until she drops, later.
Levi stared at the delinquents for a little longer, until his desire to clean the floor superseded any other thoughts.
The rest of the squad watched as he stalked out of the room. A collective sigh of relief was heard from all except Eren, Jean and Mikasa. This was mainly due to Eren being comfortable with his Heichou and Mikasa being her usual stoic self. The only reason not a peep was heard from Jean was he had been admiring the way Mikasa's hair shined in the dull light, and her gorgeous features, her lushes lips, etc. etc. You get it right? Jean is obsessed.
Levi walked out to the supply closet, one of his favourite places. He did not expect to find what he found though. You can only expect the unexpected to a certain extent.
Groggily, I turned my body sideways. My teddy bear felt as though it was made of plastic, which wasn't right. This wasn't my teddy! It felt like a spray bottle...
I groaned slightly, lifting my head just for it to bump something... A shelf? Ouch. And why is it so dark in here? Did the power go out? How had I managed to shut the cupboard door while being unconscious? All of these thoughts rumbled through my brain like a freight train off its tracks.
I shut my eyes and focused. Nothing. Nothing.
Nothing.
Nothing.
Absolutely noth-
Wait.
Foot steps.
I shuffled slightly, quiet as I could, readying to defend myself from my home intruder. Or what I imagined was a home intruder. I clutched the bottle of bleach in my hands tighter, in anticipation - let's get this clear it definitely was not out of fear, but anticipation.
Bright light enveloped me, as the cupboard door swung open suddenly.
"Who are you?" Asked a person, I assumed a man due to the low voice, but wasn't entirely sure (some women have really low voices, okay?!).
"More to the point, who are you?" I couldn't see any facial features of the man, the light from behind him was casting shadows everywhere, and giving his whole body a halo - making him look ethereal, somewhat godly. Even though I knew that was not the case. Damn home intruder, out to steal my xbox. I knew I should have hidden it away. "What are you doing in my house?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't realise this cupboard was your house." Said the figure snarkly.
Now you'd think, considering a home intruder has just found my whereabouts I'd be scared out of my skin, but rather I was thoroughly annoyed.
"No, idiot. This whole property is mine." I frown slightly, 'Is this person senile or something?'.
"You still haven't answered who you are." I say annoyed.
"Neither have you, and I asked first." The figure crossed his arms.
"And why should I answer you? You're the one breaking into my house."
"Brat, I am Captain Levi. Now what the hell are you doing in the supply cupboard? Were you asleep in here? I will talk to the head of your division and ensure you get punished."
Now that I thought about it the man was short enough to be a Levi look alike, but still, I live in the real world - unfortunately. "Haha yeah right!" I giggled. "You, are Levi Ackerman. You've got the height on point but really dude. We live in the real world, he doesn't exist. Anyway are you gonna get out of my house or will I have to scream and call the police?" I raise an eyebrow and angle my head, showing I mean business.
"Get the hell out of there kid." The man who claimed to be Levi Ackerman my absolute favourite character of all time leaped forward in a bid to grab my arm and pull me out of the cupboard. But to no avail.
See, during our little conversation I had sneakily managed to turn the safety nozzle on my handy bottle of bleach/ new favourite teddy. So while he leapt towards me, I sprayed him with bleach.
Don't worry I aimed for his clothes, not his face. See, no matter how fast this person thought they were, they still could not match the speed it takes for a person to pull a trigger. On a spray bottle rather than a gun, though. It still had a good effect. My assailant jumped back in surprise. Following his lead I jumped out of the cupboard to stand where he had been, not 2 seconds prior. Spray bottle still out at the ready.
That's when I noticed from my new vantage point this man did look oddly exactly like my favourite fictional character, it was uncanny. Almost as though the 2D character had climbed out of the paper to enjoy my 3D world and actually use 3D manoeuvring gear in a 3D environment. But that was madness. Slowly I backed up. I had the feeling of 'uncanny valley' come over me *shiver*.
"I have to give it to you shorty, you do look like Levi, well done. Anyway, get out of my house." I let my eyes quickly glance around my house - no a random big corridor made from stone with torches lining either side.
"What the bloody hell have you done to my house?! Why does it look like a medieval castle? How long was I unconscious for?" I pant out, exasperated. I held the bottle slightly further from my chest in warning. From experience I knew the longer you have bleach on you the more it hurts, so despite what I should have been thinking, I hoped the Levi lookalike got washed up soon. Wouldn't want to ruin that on point outfit.
I glanced away quickly, to check behind me. Here in lies my mistake. The bottle was grabbed from my hands and by the time my head whipped back around I was met with a scowl and forced into a headlock.
No way was this happening.
This was not the way I wanted to go, I wanted to drift off surrounded by loved ones, instead my final moments would be in my house that had unexpectedly turned medieval. I would meet my fate at the hands of a man who broke into my house, and claimed to be my favourite fictional character...
What a way to go, at least I'd be in the papers.
"What's wrong with you, god damned brat?"
"Wow you even talk like him! I bet I'm still unconscious and this was all a strange dream. Either that or I'm dead. Or about to die." Suddenly panicking I kick out randomly, but this dude is real strong for a little 'un. Seeing my chance I bite the arm around my neck and reach for the mop in the closet, I'd managed to somehow knock over with my kicking. I swung the mop between my legs, trying to avoid my skirt; with the intention of whacking my attacker on the back or hopefully the Crown Jewels so they'd finally let go.
Bulls eye.
I slid away, mop still up in the air to prevent him coming any closer, it didn't seem to matter anyway as he was clutching his *cough*.
"You bitch." He ground out.
"Oi, that's rude!" I say starting to jog away. "Don't worry, I'll be back for you teddy!" I yell to the spray bottle. I suppose the effects of breathing noxious gas hadn't worn out yet, either that or I'm bonkers. The lookalike squints at me. I wave good bye and start to sprint, as far as I can get away from this madness.
Finally finding an abandoned corridor I caught my breath.
'Good god. What. Is. Going. On?' In sudden realisation this was a dream I pinched myself. Ouch, but nothing. Maybe I didn't do it hard enough. Deciding pinching would never work I started bashing my head full force against a wall, with no thought as to possibly falling unconscious.
Suddenly foot steps again. I turned, expecting the lookalike, but was met with..
"Hange, what are you doing here?" I asked as blood trickled down my forehead and I could see it falling on my cheeks.
And I collapsed. I went a bit far with the wall bashing.
I will update randomly and I intend to just upload what I write, therefore there will be mistakes, not too many hopefully! And I'll correct them at a later date. That being said if I type anything stupid, please inform me :D
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