Guys I wasn't going to update this… But I got a lot of shit from people like "oh wouldn't a second chapter be cool?" And I'm like "… well I did have this one idea." XD You got me people. Ask and yee shall receive! Here is the unholy second chapter!

I woke up the next morning with a baby in my arms. Am I still dreaming? I closed my eyes and snuggled him closer. If we could just be like this forever I would be happy. Fuck you don't judge me. My eyes shot open again however. Eren stirred in his sleep. I pet his hair again and hummed the melody my mom used to sing for me. Suddenly the door burst open and I shot up, leaving Eren in the sheets.

"Good Morning Levi! I was just coming to check on Eren," screamed Hange.

I glared at her and threw my pillow at her shitty glasses face. She dodged and then stared at me, pouting.

"What?"

"Well," she started, "I thought that I would find you guys playing train or something."

"Or something," my brow twitched.

"I mean, I was also hoping that maybe Eren grew up again and would be naked and you wouldn't be able to stop yourself from-"

I flew out of bed and kicked her in that big ugly nose of hers.

"Don't you dare talk about my baby that way," I glared towering over her.

With my foot in her face, "So you admit it! You do care about Eren!"

I pressed my foot harder into her cheek. Her face crammed into the floor. I turned around when I heard the blankets move and a young boy yawn.

"Heichoo?"

Yes, it was Eren only he looked bigger? Now he looked maybe eight or nine? His other clothes were scrapped and we would have to find something else for him to wear. But he was just a baby a minute ago? I sighed with relief, at least he was still calling me Heichoo- I mean this problem would come to an end soon and I would get to sleep alone in my own bed again.

"Hange find the brat some clothes, I need to clean up."

I kicked her once again and threw her into the hall. Eren watched me as I walked into the bathroom. I looked in the mirror, my face as hairless as Eren's chest (at any age). I nodded at my reflection deciding I needed a shave. The naked boy followed me inside.

"Eren wait back at the bed, you don't have any clothes."

He admired the razor in my hand and shaving cream. He nodded his head a bunch of times. What does that mean? Is he having a stroke? Then he peeked over the sink trying to see himself in the mirror. I put down my shaving stuff and picked him up to he could see. Eren nodded his head again and had me set him down. He ran, stark naked, back into my room and came back with the chair from my desk a few minutes later. He climbed on top.

"I'm going to shave," he announced.

"How about no," I glared creaming my face… that sounds wrong.

"But why?"

"Shaving is for men," I glared.

He pouted with big fat tears in those big fat eyes, "b-but I am a man."

My eyebrow twitched, "Tch."

He tried to make an angry face but only ended up smiling, "Tch!"

I stared at him and he stared at me, with those big baby green eyes, "Heichoo?"

Oh god, "What?"

"I wanna shave my man beard."

My lip twitched this time, I refrained from smiling, "I said No."

"But Heichooooooo."

Be strong Levi, he's just a brat. Don't give into temptation. Heichoo, yeah that's stupid. Don't let him think he can hold it over you.

"I said no, that's final!"

I started shaving my peach fuzz. He watched me intently. Then he smiled, calling out that damn Heichoo. And then it happened. He took hold of my shirt sleeve from up on his chair and called out very softly Heichoo. I glared, cutting myself with the razor. I turned to look at Eren who looked afraid.

"Call me Heichoo one more time Brat," I scolded, cleaning my face with a towel.

He remained silent. Way to stay strong Heichoo- I mean Levi. Don't give in to every whim of that damn brat. You're a grown man, you have better things to do than baby Eren. And he pulled on my sleeve again.

"What," I groaned not looking at him.

And then I felt him kiss my cheek, near the cut, "I'm sorry Heichoo."

My eyebrow twitched and I turned to look at the naked creep. I picked him up and flew him around and we spun around the room for a minute. He laughed and I set him down on the bed.

"We'll eat and go outside when you've got clothes on Brat," I smiled.

He just laughed at me, "I love you Heichoo!"

I smiled and flung myself onto the bed next to him, "Never stop calling me that and I'll consider saying it back!"

Then I looked over at the door where Hange and Petra were standing, they looked way too happy for my liking. I glared at them.

"WHAT!?"

I could feel their motherly hormones float over to me and Eren. I tried to block the kid from the worst of it. They set the clothes down and screamed as they ran away. Oh god, what have I done? I need to be more secretive when it comes to being nice to Eren. He smiled as I threw the clothes at his happy face. Seriously, why do we have clothes this size in the base? Once he was dressed we walked together to eat and then we headed outside. Yes, I have work to do, but I can spare some time off. All I ever do is work, I deserve this time off- I mean watching over Eren is part of my job and a pain. That is true in a sense, but Eren isn't what's painful. It's the looks I'm getting from everyone else. All of their doting grins as they watch Eren and I walk along.

I have a feeling that I'll be getting a lot of invitations out for dates when this is over. That sort of thing isn't very interesting sounding. You know what's interesting? How young Eren is taking my hand and smiling up at me. Today is a nice day for a walk. There's a complete cloud cover and it's a little windy. I smiled down at him and regretted it when I heard a symphony of "awwwwwww's."

We went to Erwin's private library next. I'm sure there was something suitable to read with the kid. What? Oh, this sounds good. Peter Pan, the old one. I flipped through it only to be completely horrified by the fact that Peter was killing off lost boys and kidnapping other kids. I put the book away, hoping Eren didn't see. Then I saw Cinderella, yeah, Hange liked this one if I recall. And Hange is on the same wavelength as a young child so this must be fine! I opened the book and flipped through it only to find that Cinderella's killed her mom and her stepsisters are cutting up their feet. I put that book away. Aren't there any normal books?

"Hey Eren?"

"Yes Heichoo?"

"Let's draw pictures instead."

"Okay!"

So we took a seat and started to draw. Yes, this is a waste of resources but look at the happy look on Eren's face! Is that not worth more than some paper? I mean, when I kill all the titans the humans will be able to make as much paper as they want from big ass trees outside the walls. I started drawing a little bit myself. I'm not going to say I'm Jean or anything but my ability to draw is not that bad. I drew a titan and then I drew myself swinging at its neck and then I dumped ink on the paper so you could see the blood. Yeah, this is perfect. I jabbed my pen into the Titan's adequately draw face. Yes, this picture is perfect.

"Heichoo!"

I looked over to Eren who was holding up his drawing. It was perfect. It was a couple of circles with some poorly drawn faces. One of them, the smaller one, looked angry… that one's me isn't it? I glared at Eren.

"Is that us?"

He nodded, that same stupid having a stroke nod. He smiled at me, waiting for a pat on the head or some shit. I looked at the picture and sighed.

"Let's hang it in my office."

"YAY! I LOVE YOU HEICHOO!"

I smiled, that nick name has grown on me, "I love you too brat."

I seriously considered having them switch ages. Like Eren wakes up an adult and has to take care of a bratty baby Levi, which would have been cute, but not as emotionally scarring as what I have planned. Review!