Household chores were never one of my strengths.

Back at home, I was forever doing my chores wrong and it blew my mother to another dimension. "Kristin, there's still sauce on these bowls you washed! Kristin, I see streak marks on the windows! Kristin, you forgot to feed the horses! Kristin, there's still dust on the floor! Are you half asleep or something?"

No, I wasn't half asleep. I just suck at house things.

Unfortunately for me, chores are something I'm always doing around here. Whether its sweeping the hallways, cleaning the kitchen, or doing the laundry, there's always something I did wrong.

Today was going to be the DEATH of me. I had the honor of cleaning... THE CAPTAIN'S BEDROOM.

Oh, for God's sake, why me? Why not someone who can do this stuff correctly, like Krista, or Petra, or Bertolt? The Captain is gonna chop my head off and throw me in a vat of acid. Maybe he'll chop my remains into little pieces and make a soup out of me. Maybe he'll kick the shit out of ME, like he did to Eren. Ooh, that would be hot. Hmm. No, no, no, I gotta do this correctly. Maybe if I get on his good side we can be friends. Yeah... Being friends means I can get closer to him and getting closer to him means we can have a thing! Oh yeah! Oh wait. He's still shorter than me. God freaking dammit ugh.

I trudged miserably to the cleaning supply closet and grabbed a broom, a duster, fresh bedding, and a bucket of water.

On my way to the Captain's room I passed Krista, who was humming a sweet tune as she merrily swept the hall. I would've asked her if she would trade jobs with me, but Ymir was with her and she scares the hell out of me.

I think they're dating. I don't know.

The captain's room looked immaculate as is. Um, what am I supposed to clean? This room is like the cleanest thing on this Earth.

I thought back at all the things Captain Levi told me to do in here.

"Aldersflugel. " "Uh, yes sir?" "You clean my room today." "...Yes sir." "I'll tell you this once and only once. Change my sheets, those things smell like dust and crap. Sweep the floor and dust my book shelves, and the books on the shelves. Wash the windows, they're covered in bird shit. If I find a speck of dust anywhere, I'll kill you. And if you touch my things, with the exception of my books, I'll kill you. If you already dead because of proposition number one, I will see to it that a titan eats you." "Oh, Short Stack, aren't you being a little rough on Kristin? You should respect women more..." "Shut your face, Shit Glasses. I'd do it myself but I have a million shitloads of paperwork to do, because asshole Eyebrows King over there has a dumbass meeting. So leave me alone. Tell that woman to get me my tea in my office now. And also tell her to put vodka in it so I can pass out and not have listen to anyone today." "Really?" "No, asshole! I was kidding! Aldersflugel, why the hell are you still here listening to Hanji blab? Go!" "Yes sir!"

I nervously began sweeping the floor. I proceeded to do everything the Captain told me to do. I left the room perhaps two hours later, just after I dusted the last shelf and took a peak in the Captain's under wear drawer. I had done everything perfectly. Or so I thought I had.

Later that evening when I was walking down to the dining hall, I passed Captain Levi. " Good evening, Ca-" I was cut off by a powerful kick to my stomach. I felt acid rush up to my mouth. I coughed out the nasty fluid and fell to the floor on my knees, clutching my stomach. For a short stack, he's got some might, I'll say.

"Wh- What did I do...?" I sputtered. "You didn't change my sheets, you stupid little girl. That was the FIRST thing I mentioned. But what happens? I come back to the same nasty ass sheets. And the windows have streaks on them. Did your mother teach you how to do anything?"

I struggled to my feet. "Uhn... Ugh. Ouch. Um, yes and no, sir. Cleaning has never been one of my strong points..." I tried to straighten my posture, but hunger plus a kick to the stomach equals too much pain for me.

"Tch. Stupid women. Good thing that you're here and not a housewife. If I were your husband I don't know what I'd do with you. The house would be a pit of half completed projects." The Captain turned around and walked away.

Did he just say... If I were your... HUSBAND?!* I smiled weirdly to myself and blushed. *Heh, heh, heh... Oh, that's so cute. If you were just half an inch taller, Levi. Half an inch. I don't care if you're 15 years older than me. Ah... You made my day just now, Captain.

I went back to my room to grab my sketchpad to take to dinner.

I spent my whole dinner hour drawing pictures of Levi in dresses and maid outfits.