It was a usual morning for the boy's barracks. Quiet, with no noises coming from the girls. Just the way they liked it. Until one of them screamed. What she screamed wasn't understandable, but it was most definitely a scream. Most boys shrugged it off, dismissing it as a 'girl thing'.
The girls had been having a good morning. Until Mina screamed at the top of her lungs, "It's gone! It's gone!"
"What's gone?" Christa asked in concern.
"My bra! Someone stole my bra!"
"Maybe it just got misplaced during laundry day yesterday. Here, I've got an extra one." Christa opened her footlocker and dug through her clothes. Her face paled, and she looked at the others.
"What's wrong?" Sasha inquired, looking at Christa's pale face.
"Mine are gone too." At those words, all the girls more or less went running for their footlockers. The results all made them go as pale as Christa.
"What does it matter?" Ymir shrugged, shutting her footlocker, "just hold your arms close to your boobs when we're running."
"Easy for you to say. You don't have as much as we do." someone grumbled.
"What was that?!"
Usually during breakfast, the boys could care more or less about the girls. During this particular breakfast, they noticed that all of the girls (except for Ymir) had a flush of red across their faces. They weren't entirely sure if Mikasa had it too, since her cheeks were covered with her scarf.
"What's wrong?" Armin asked Christa.
"N-nothing. What ever gave you that idea?" she stuttered, not subtly crossing her arms in front of her chest. All the guys stared at her. Breakfast was over before any of them could press the girls further.
Training was no better for any girl. Running was terrible, and even Ymir in the end had to admit running was quite painful bra-less.
"What are we gonna do about tomorrow? It hurt a lot today." Mina moaned, looking at the others.
"Find our bras." Mikasa announced, standing up.
"How we gonna do that?"
"Interrogate the boys, search their barracks, and then kill whoever did it."
"Unless it's Eren or Armin."
"Precisely."
The boys were having a peaceful evening. Until Mikasa kicked their door open.
"What are you all doing here?" Connie asked, oh-so-innocent sounding.
"Where are our bras?" Sasha growled.
"What?" They all got to work searching the entire cabin. Finally they found them, hidden in their footlockers.
"What in the world possessed you two to do that?" Sasha glared at them; it was nowhere near as impressive as Mikasa's who stood glowering at them.
"It was a prank." Connie managed under Mikasa's intense glare. The screams of all the boys were heard for an hour after that. Even Mikasa allowed Eren and Armin to get two punches from Christa. She didn't, however, see the ones Ymir delivered behind her back. All of them showed up bruised and bloody the next day, leaving Shadis to wonder what they had been doing.
A/N: Hmm... didn't I say the one before this one was the last one of the summer? Well, I lied. This will be the actual last one of this summer. It's my End of Summer gift to everyone who has given me such great support with this story! Thanks to everyone who has followed and or faved as well as everyone who has reviewed! Thank you all so much and if it weren't the first official school night and late, I'd name all of you, but it is. I promise I'll do it eventually when I have more time. But thanks to everyone who's done that (you all know who you are). For anybody out there who were wondering, running actually does hurt bra-less if there's enough boob to bounce up and down. And if anyone couldn't tell, this is the next morning after Never Have I Ever: Boy's Edition. Thanks for reading!
See you all later!