Heresy sorry but I updated my insanity story! And I'm not planning for this one to be too long so my Mai's strange in counter gets updated. But this story has been nagging at me for ages so I just had to write it! \( ' - ' \)
Eren was cleaning one of the many castle rooms dusting, mopping, and sweeping. The room was extremely dirty and it took a couple of hours to finish. He had finnally finished everything when he noticed a few stray pieces of paper on one of the many empty bookshelves in that room and went to pick them up. Eren looked at these papers for a moment, wondering if they were important,
and on each one was a picture of people with wings. They were rough sketches of people, with wings sprouting out of their back but instead of enjoying the thrills of flight they looked like they were in pain, so much grief was splayed in this papers that Eren almost started crying. Sniffing, he folded the papers and stuck them in a sort of bag he had started carrying around because he had been finding these sort of things for about a week now,the thought of who drew these papers was probably dead now, thrilled him and the fact that these particular drawings filled him with such angst and pain that it excited his inner scientist. It seems he took after his father more an he liked to admit.
After all the hustle and bustle of the every day schedule Eren was finally able to lie down in his bed in the quiet basement and study the artifacts he had collected over the course of the week. While organizing te objects by size he recounted what they all were for the sake of orginization(and so you lovelies can know what they are!) The smallest was a feather, but it was no ordinary feather, it was tiny, black and had tiny splecks of blue in it, similar to a ravens feather but not quite. The next was a white feather that Eren had noticed sparkled brilliantly in the sunlight. The last ones were the drawings there were two of them both male.
Eden was humming to himself, laying on his stomach on the bed with his feet crossed behind him. Happily fiddling with the trinkets he had layed out in front of him when corporal Levi walked passed the basement of the greeneyed brat when he heard a soft lovely voice humming a simple tune coming .basement... So Levi went to see who it was even though it was probably obvious who it was, I mean who would want to hang out in that basement with the 'titan boy', he certainly wouldn't, not in the basement anyways...maybe in his office with...wait,stop right there Revaille Ackerman. You weren't thinking about hanhing out with another hhuman being and...liking...it. No you were not, nope, nope, no...
During his mental battle he hadn't noticed that the humming was turning into words
Ahahahaha...yeah until next time lovelies R&R yes? Plz and thank you!