Well, guess who had the gods smile upon them and ended up not having class today~

I'm honestly surprised I actually got all this done today, it usually takes me longer than this...*coughcoughiseasilydistractedcoughcough*

Also, you have no idea how much I keep grinning when you guys, and those on AO3 say how much they like how I write Hanji, I'm literally borderlineing the Joker here. I think it's because we're similar, we're both pretty...eccentric, though she's smart while I'm an utter moron XD


"How's the little guy doing Petra?" Hanji asked as she poked her head through the flap of the medical tent.

The strawberry blond haired woman looked over at the other, hands fiddling with the drips connected to the still unconscious boy. "He's doing fine at the moment, his fever has gone down, so he's sleeping easier."

Hanji made her way over for inspection, noting that the excess scar tissue around his eyes had disappeared. "Has he woken up yet?"

Petra shook her head, "He hasn't shown any signs of waking up."

"Jeez, he's been out for three days already...Well, I guess it makes it easier to get another blood sample."

Hanji proceeded to pull a needle out of her jacket pocket. Petra pulled the boy's arm out from under the blanket while watching as the other female used her teeth to remove the cap that covered the sharp point of the needle. The brunette carefully pushed the needle into the thin arm, drawing out as much blood as the needle would hold before removing it and placing the cap back on for safety.

"That should be plenty. You might wanna do something with those claws of his, I've got a feeling that someone's gonna lose an eye when he wakes up."

"Well, we already did his toenails so he can actually walk properly. It was kinda like trying to trim sheep feet, they were really tough to cut through, so I'm taking a break before doing his fingernails...I'm kinda surprised that Corporal Levi hasn't tried cleaning him yet.

A mischievous grin spit across Hanji's face, failing to hold back a giggle, "Yeah, about that; he was actually going to do that even when I told him to let the kid sleep, so I may have trashed the showers and toilets to keep him busy for a bit."

"You did what?! He's going to kill you when he's done."

"Ha! He'll never know, considering how most of the others here on this expedition are. Plus, it's fun to abuse his OCD." Hanji snorted.

Petra sighed, not even going to bother to continue the current topic. "So, did you find anything in the previous sample?"

"Sadly no, everything seems normal, and that's what's freaky. I'm 100% sure that the kid came out of the giant when the it disappeared, so I would have expected to find at least some form of mutation...Maybe I need better equipment, but that's not happening anytime soon while we're stationed here. I've also gotten some of the new recruits to help me file through Yeager's research notes, and I've been working them like dogs since I feel this has something to do with the doctor."

"I guess we'll just have to wait till we find something, or when the boy wakes up."

Hanji made a noise in agreement. "Well, I better head back, I think the kids need a break, and I need to figure out where the hell Sasha keeps her secret chocolate stash. I'll be back later tonight to check up on how he's going, see ya."

With a wave, the taller woman left the tent to head back to her duties. As soon as she passed through the flaps, she was assaulted by dirty water being thrown at her, taking her completely off guard. Looking in the direction the water came from, she found Levi holding an empty bucket with a ticked off expression.

"I heard every word you shitty woman." The shorter seethed.

Hanji just cracked a nervous smile.

"I'm going to kill you!" Levi proceeded to chuck the bucket at the woman's head, who barely dodged and screamed as she ran away, the diminutive corporal chasing after her.

Petra let out another sigh, hearing the debacle that was going on just outside the tent. "Well, may as well get back to cutting nails then." She muttered to herself as she picked up a pair of scissors.


"Still out huh?"

Petra nodded.

A whine was released as Hanji pouted, her patience was wearing thin and all she wanted to do was study the boy.

Levi just rolled his eyes.

"There's nothing we can do at the moment. Umm, could you stay and keep an eye on him for a bit, I still need to have tea."

"Of course! you should have said something earlier, I don't want you to starve yourself!"

With a thank you, Petra left the tent for food, leaving the still ticked off male, and the childish woman to keep surveillance. Time went on in awkward silence, only occasionally being interrupted when a few soldiers came in requesting pain killers for headaches. Surprisingly, it was Levi who finally cracked.

"...This brat smells like he's died and rotting."

"Heh, can't be worse than the stink in the showers and toilets." Hanji cracked out, only to earn a glare that said 'if you ever do that again, I'll stab you' from the other.

A tired moan was heard, making the two look over at the boy in the bed, who was finally stirring from his sleep. Hanji let out excited squeal before rushing towards the bed, Levi following slowly behind.

Drowsy turquoise eyes slowly opened, still disoriented with sleep. Once everything had become clear, Hanji pretty much had her face right up to his, startling the child.

"AHHHH! YOU'RE FINALLY AWAKE! NOW YOU CA-" the woman was cut off by being yanked back (yet again) by the shorter male.

"Jesus Christ, I'm pretty sure the brat doesn't want your ugly mug to be the first thing he see's when he wakes up." Levi sneered.

A animalistic growl started. Levi turned his attention back to the boy, only to be pushed to the ground with the child on top. Clawless hands gripped onto his shirt, teeth sunk into the older males arm that he threw into his face for protection. The boy began to viciously tug, trying to rip off the shirt and flesh caught between his teeth.

"WHOA!" Hanji shouted, watching as the child attempted to maul the corporal.

"DAMN'IT HANJI, SEDATE THE FUCKING BRAT!" Levi ordered, using his other arm to elbow his attacker in the face. The boy yelped in pain, his grip loosening, which gave Levi the chance to grab onto it's hair. With a rough pull and a kick, the boy was on the ground, thrashing and screaming as Levi pinned the boy down, a hand gripped harshly around the feral boys neck.

"DON'T KILL THE BOY!" Hanji snapped as she was turning the nurses office upside down until she found what she was looking for. Pulling the jar and needle out, she drew a safe amount into the needle before rushing over and injecting the liquid into the hostile boy's arm.

Within a few minutes the boy had stopped all actions, and just laid there limply with a doped up expression. Currently, he was as placid as a newborn kitten.

Hanji let out a sigh of relief, standing up to dispose of the used needle in her hand.

Levi pushed himself off the boy, glaring at his sleeve that had been torn and soaked up his blood. "Tsk, that rabid mutt needs to be muzzled."

"Honestly, I'm considering it. Just wow, I've never seen a kid act like that, and I've seen some really messed up kids." Picking the boy up, Hanji carefully placed the boy back on the bed, followed by pulling out two handcuffs and strapping both arms to the bed, and pulling the blanket over his body.

The boy let out a pitiful whine, wild eyes showing distress as he weakly tried to move his arms.

'Poor thing must be absolutely terrified.'

Leaving the boy be, Hanji began to tending Levi's wound, until Petra finally returned.

"Thanks for keeping an eye on thing guys, it's really-...Wh-what on earth happened while I was gone?!"


I forgot to mention this in the previous chapter (I always leave something out every time I got something to put in the authors notes!)

So apparently 'Hanji' is actually spelt 'Hange'...I'm a little torn because I respect the author of SNK (hence why I use Yeager instead of Jeager, and Levi instead of Rivaille...also because I didn't really form an attachment to them) but I still prefer to use Hanji because it just seems right

DAMN IT ALL TO HELL! PERSONAL PREFERENCE OR RESPECT AUTHOR, PERSONAL PREFERENCE OR RESPECT AUTHOR *continues spaz attack*