Disclaimer: I don't own SnK or AoT. Just so you know.
"What the fuck are they doing?" his eyes narrowed as he spied six of his inferiors gathered around the dying fire. The sight of them wasn't strange, they were often seen together during meals, but it was late, dangerously close to curfew, and they were acting suspiciously.
He took care to remain unnoticed as his legs led him in their direction; silently he moved to stand not ten feet from their unguarded positions.
They sat on logs and the ground. Their conversation was animated.
"Yeah, well, I finished mine so long ago that you wouldn't believe it!" A piece of paper was brandished through the air.
"Rushed work, huh Jean? It's total crap right?"
"Shut up, Connie! At least I wrote about something that could actually happen."
"It's not like you know what I wrote anyway."
For the life of him he couldn't understand what they were referring to.
"You all did one too, right?"
The rest of the group made gestures of affirmation.
"So..." Jaeger took the helm. "Who wants to read theirs first?"
"What?!" Kirschtein was outraged. "Since when are we sharing?"
"You don't have to if you think yours sucks."
"Why you-"
Levi took the opportunity to step in. "What the hell are you brats on about?"
They jumped as a collective, save Ackerman whom he noted remained motionless.
"Hand them over."
"Er, heichou..."
His glare was deadly. "Give them to me." He took a seat on a stump as his order was followed. "You too, Ackerman." She passed hers along the line with the barest hint of a scowl.
"Alright," he shuffled the papers. "Seems like you've taken to authorship. However, you cowards are unwilling to share your works."
"Heichou, I was going to-"
"Shut up, Jaeger. Don't lie. You knew the rest of them wouldn't want to and you weren't going to either."
The titan-shifter turned red.
"As your superior I take it upon myself to toughen your resolve. I will read your narratives. Aloud."
"Corporal, I don't know if you..."
"That's not fair, sir!"
"Are you serious?!"
He ignored their objections. "Alright. Who's first?" Top of the pile. "Kirschtein."
A/N: Oh no, bro! I didn't mean to start another story, but I woke up and was tossing/turning for an hour and a half and this is where my mind went so...Next up: Jean Kirschtein's Tale of Unplanned Encounters.