New Story with PuppetString~

Five teens laughed maniacally at their PS3 as the SNK crack videos played one after another on Youtube. There were four girls and a highly outnumbered (and outmatched) boy.

The oldest girl, Prim, sixteen years of age, was 4'9 had shoulder-length straw colored hair and pale blue eyes. She was quiet, fairly timid, and bashful to a fault. She was usually perfectly happy following the lead of the others.

Next came Marisol- or Sol for short. The fifteen year old had wavy chocolate brown hair and chocolate eyes. Sol was an ambitious, lazy, and competitive girl who had a knack for getting revenge. Though quiet in front of most thanks to Alex, she was the leader pulling the strings. Alexandra, an irritable but generally good-natured fifteen year old with caramel brown hair and brownish hazel eyes that had caused debates over color, she stood 5'0.

Daniel, age fifteen, was a young silent, egotistical male who often competed with Sol. Black hair and eyes with pale skin he stood 5'4. Though strong he was easy to push around, though caring in his quiet way. Finally, was Rosie, a fragile but high spirited fourteen year old girl who was born with a heart defect, though she tried not to let it get in her way. Red-brown hair long enough to sit on was braided down her back and hazel eyes she stood 4'8.

"Too bad Armin's so weak," Rosie commented to her friends, "He's pretty smart for a male."

"True," everyone agreed casually. Sol had Alexandra in a chokehold as they battled violently for custody over an ice cream sandwich.

"ALEX, UNHAND MY ICE CREAM!"

"It's mine now, BIATCH!"

At that point, Sol threw Alex through part of the wall, creating a dusty mess of the remaining drywall.

"WHAT DID YOU FUCKIN' CALL ME? YOU WANNA GO?"

Alex and Sol glared coldly into each other's eyes for several tense heartbeats until Alex broke and burst out laughing. Marisol quickly joined in, their cackling filling the room, causing Prim to retreat a few inches.

"Alex, Marisol, you sound like Stein laughing!" Rosie grinned, knowing how much it would please them.

Alex threw her fists in the air. "YESSS! I HAVE SUCCEEDED IN LIFE! I AM STEIN!"

Marysol smirked eerily. "Ku ku ku…Undataka."

Alex tossed the ice cream sandwich at Sol before staggering over to the couch and sitting down violently enough to bounce Prim and Rosie.

"But seriously," Daniel began, "Attack on Titan. Who'd die first among us?"

Alex pointed to Prim with her thumb and Sol nodded in agreement, while Rosie shook her head. "I would. I've got a heart defect, remember? I'd probably die first since I bleed easy and you can essentially knock a piece of my heart out. If a titan grabbed me, that'd probably do it- no bite needed."

Alex glanced at her lazily. "That doesn't matter- you still run faster than Prim and the 'survival of the fastest' rule applies here." She stared for a moment before bursting out in laughter again.

"Isn't it survival of the fitt-" Daniel began.

"IT'S WHAT I SAY, DAMMIT." Alex shouted, grinning widely.

Rosie yawned.

"It's already three in the morning, guys...I think I should go to sleep. I feel kinda sick. My head and stomach hurt."

Alex rolled her eyes, ignoring her own headache. She was probably just lacking caffeine.

"Wuss!"

Daniel glanced at Prim, who was sleeping on Sol's shoulder in a puddle of melted ice cream sandwich.

"Prim and Marisol have already nodded off," He pointed out with a yawn, "So I don't think it'd hurt to follow."

Alex stared at the ice cream sandwich before bolting up. Sol wasn't the kind to waste an ice cream and just nod off. "Guys," she stammered as darkness began to cloud her vision, "I think something's wrong…" Before she could finish her thought, she'd hit the floor.

"I hate basements…Basements do bad things." Rosie's words echoed in Alex's ears as one last conscious thought before she sucummed to the Carbon Monoxide. The next thing she knew, she was flying out of her mother's vagina at mach five.

'WHAT THE FUCK?!' She thought, crying madly, 'Why can't I talk? Why am I smaller than Rosie? FUCK THIS FUCK THIS FUCK THIS."

Ten years later, Alex and Sol stood outside of their new homes, lazily bantering back and forth about the weather and being stuck in a giant, weakening bowl while balancing on one foot each. They watched as Mikasa and Eren, their neighbors, returned home with a load of wood.

"HEY, EREN, MIKASA, NICE WOOD! I'LL GET MYSELF SOME LATER!" Alex shouted without thinking, causing Sol to laugh so hard he lost balance. For some reason, when they'd been reborn, Marisol and turned into a Soul. Gender bender- anime logic, they'd figured. Eren and Mikasa started at their neighbors for a moment before Doctor Jaeger called them in for dinner.

"So, Soul, do you think today's the day?" Alex asked, sitting down. Soul shook his head. "Who knows? Either way, if the house collapses, should we try and save Misses Jaeger?" Alex crinkled her nose. "That'd ruin the timeline, not to mention his incentive. Still, I guess we could give it a shot if we're around. Anyway, that won't happen for at least another couple hours, so let's go grab lunch... dinner... whatever and laugh at the dead Recon Corps people!"

Alex and Soul walked down to the local cafe, it was run by an elder man that everyone one called Old man Jenkins.

"Damn, I would love a chicken Sandwich.." Soul muttered, holding his stomach.

The corners of Alex's cheeks twitched in a frown, Old man Jenkins had a not so subtle thing for white girls, "I'll get us some."

Soul's face light up and he waited for Alex to come out of the cafe.

"Hey, Mister Jenkins." Alex leaned forward on the counter.

The old man was creepy as hell and had an artificial clean smell which pissed Alex's nose off.

"Hello, what do you want, today?"

Alex's eyes seem to sparkle, "I was wondering if I could have two chicken sandwiches."

"Little girl, you should know that I can't give you that." Jenkins said, looking over at Alex.

Her Brown eyes sparkled as she batted her eyelashes, "Pretty please, Mister?"

Jenkins sighed and began to make two chicken sandwiches, "Mayo or mustard?"

"Ranch please, on both." Alex smiled brightly.

Soul jumped up when Alex walked out of the shop with two sandwiches, "You got them?"

With a curt nod, Alex smiled and gave Soul his sandwich, "Here you go."

As they devoured their sandwiches, lighting hit outside the wall. Alex looked up, seeing the colossal titan, her

tongue licked the leftover ranch on the corner of her mouth, "Looks like Burnthole is here."

Soul giggled, before racing to finish his sandwich, Alex had been long done with her sandwich.

Soul and Alex watched the screaming and running civilians as titans entered the crushed wall, "Mrs. Jaeger?"

"MOOOOMMM!" they heard the distant yell of Eren.

Alex crinkled her nose, watching a titan eat a mother and son, "Dead. Let's book it."

"What do you think they taste like?" Soul asked as they ran to the gate.

"Humans or Titans?" Alex jumped over a fallen table.

"Both." Soul raced between adults.

"Titans, chicken. Humans, pork." Alex kicked a dead body out of her way.

"CLOSE THE GATE!" The Garrison yelled, causing the two children to run faster.

"Wait! You won't make it!" Hans tried to stop the two, but they slid under the gate right before it finished closing.

"Huh. They did.." Hans stopped for a moment.

"Hey, here are two more children!" A soldier picked up Alex and Soul and helped them get onto a boat.

Just as their boat took off, the armored titan crashed through the wall.

"Well, that happened." Alex's voice seemed to echo in the other children's ears as they cried, and listen to Eren's pledge of killing the titans.

"I better not miss a damn thing!" Soul smirked, next to her.