A/N: This was a request from HarlequinRinger made back in April...see how terrible I am, 3 months you waited! I'm SO sorry for the long wait and the fact that this probably really bad. But here you go, thank you for all the lovely reviews you always make.

RE-EDIT: I changed a part of the story because I received a couple of suggestions from people wanting the same request.

Work Experience

Noah was never entirely sure what exactly his father's job was. He knew it was something about catching bad guys and occasionally flying, but other than that he had no idea. Essentially though, his dad was a superhero, wasn't he? Noah loved nothing more than superheroes, and the idea of him living with one was enough to send him into a mini fanboy meltdown.

So, it was no surprise to anyone that his little face lit up in complete and utter joy when his father told him that he'd been forced to drag him to work with him. Blamed it on some stupid babysitter who had gone on holiday and a mother who was "too busy" at work to take him with her. It was with great reluctance that after a very long hour of persuasion, some threats and puppy eyes from his wife, Levi gave in and brought the kid along on one of his safer and less action-packed days.

The journey to Levi's workplace was very tiring – for Levi that is. He had to listen to 45 minutes of mindless chatter and rambling from the child in the back seat who never seemed to shut up. It was only after seeing his dad pull up the car to a magnificent looking stone castle, complete with blue turrets that Noah finally stopped talking, only because his brain went into overdrive.

He was so confused; HIS DAD WORKED IN A CASTLE!? Does that make him a king? What did any of this mean?

His little mind and heart was fluttering all over the place trying to piece everything together; all his pent-up excitement clear from his gaping mouth, widened eyes and high-pitched squeals. Levi sighed from the driver's seat, already dreading the chaos he was about to unleash when he opened the car doors. After mentally preparing himself, he got out and went to unbuckle the child, all the while thinking about what a long day it would be.

The inside of the castle was not at all what Noah was expecting. Everything was converted and so modern, but beautifully incorporated with the original castles features. There were stone pillars lining the main hall, rustic beams supporting the high ceilings, decorative landings and stair cases. Not to mention it was so bright cos of the tonnes of windows and LED lights scattering the ceiling, walls AND floors. It was so big and airy – a kid could breathe in here!

It was fair to say, he had never gasped so much in his life, the building was astonishing even for a child mind like his to appreciate – it WAS a castle after all.

After some security checks at the front, Levi led the child by the hand through an enormous main hall/ converted head office which was organised with desks, notice boards and a quaint seating area. There weren't many people around yet, which Levi was very thankful for because it meant fewer people would fawn over the child, and for said child to go and pester. He was actually surprised that the kid hadn't said anything yet; he was too busy gaping at everything and resisting the urge to run over to all the shiny things.

The castle looked huge, and while Noah had every intention of exploring it, he doubted whether his father would so happily oblige to a good old exploration mission. What little tour he got was the walk through the main working area, up some intricately decorated wooden stairs, passed more hallways, another large work area and down to Levi's own, personal office. As Noah expected, everything was sparkling clean, the windows, the floors, the stacks of papers…everything. This was definitely the work of his father.

He was sat down in a chair at one end of the room while Levi went to his desk on the other, the glass window behind him silhouetting his figure for Noah to see. After establishing some ground rules, Levi set to work letting Noah play with the things his mother had packed for him in his mini backpack. Of course, every 15 minutes or so, Levi would look up to check the child was fine; he wasn't that terrible of a parent to just leave him alone. No, he didn't do that anymore.

"Don't touch that."

"Don't touch that, either."

"Don't go in there."

"Leave that alone."

Levi let out a heavy sigh as he tediously repeated the same commands every few minutes. It hadn't even been 2 hours yet and already he's had to tell the kid not to touch things 53 times – not that he was keeping count or anything.

The child was clearly bored, any sane person could tell you that, but Levi wasn't taking the hint.

"Daddy, what are you doing?" Noah asked. His boredom had finally peaked; it may have been because he'd lost two of his toy cars under the storage unit lining the wall when he was racing them, it may have. Or it could have been because it was insanely dull in the room and Levi wasn't much of a talker.

Levi set down his pen and looked at the child. He had come over to his desk and was poking his head to look at the papers he was writing.

"I'm filling out some reports about the latest criminals we've just caught."

"Is it fun? Can I see?" he asks innocently as he begins to walk around over to Levi.

"It's not something for you to play with," Levi informs, but the eager look on the child's face makes him groan out loud and pick him up into his lap.

Noah rests his chin on the table as his father carries on writing in the boxes. Every so often he would turn to look up to his dad's face to see if his expression changed, or to ask questions regarding the little pictures of people attached on the corner of every new file.

"Who's that?"

"You don't need to know."

"Then who's this person?"

"You don't need to know that either."

"What about this guy?

"…"

Indeed, it would be a very long day.

It was almost 11 and Noah had gone back to looking for that one thing he'd actually be able to touch, when Levi's door was suddenly slammed open, startling the man out of his writing.

"HEY LEVI, I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU ALL MORNING!" Hanji burst in, sipping on her coffee and carrying a half-eaten doughnut in her other hand.

"What did I tell you about knocking, four-eyes?!" Levi growls.

Hanji tries to remember but suddenly stops and loudly sniffs the air.

"IS NOAH HERE?" she excitedly shouts and turns to see the little child looking at her in shock.

"What the HELL was that? Did you just sniff the air for him?" Levi was completely ignored because the crazed scientist was too busy hugging said child and blubbering about how much she'd missed him.

"Babies have that 'adorable' smell, you know? You can smell it from a mile away," she explains, patting his head and letting him go back to his wondering.

"There's something seriously wrong with you." Levi's head is down once again as he continues to work.

"You look busy Levi, why don't I take him off your hands for a while?"

Levi cocks a questioning brow at her.

"Take him down to the research labs, show him around the castle, and get some snacks and stuff. It'll be fun, PLEASE," she begs with her 'cutest' face.

"No. You're probably going to end up blowing off his eyebrows. Or even worse – teaching him something like you did last time. NOBODY wants a jar of insects in their house, for whatever reason possible…ever!"

"Aww come on, let me take him. Pretty please, he's clearly bored cooped up in here."

"No he's not"

The loud crash from Noah dropping a stack of paper and stationary into the rubbish bin told him otherwise.

Levi covered his eyes with his hand and gave a defeated sigh.

"Fine, take him. But don't you dare teach him any of your stupidity or get him hurt."

Hanji scoffs at the idea and takes the child by the hand. "What little faith you have in me Levi, as if I'd do such a thing!"

"Where are we going Hanji?" Noah asks

And all Levi hears is a creepy, slightly manic laugh from the woman as the two walk off.

After Noah is given that tour of the castle he so desired, squealing in delight at everything, Hanji brings him back down to the main hall where none other than the members of the 104th recruit happened to be hanging around.

"Oh my god Hanji, whose the kid?" Ymir smirks, leaning back in her chair with her feet on the desk.

Once the formal introductions were over came the 'aww, he's so cute', 'how does Heichou have such an adorable kid?' and 'he looks like a mini, happy version of him'.

Now that Krista mentioned it, Hanji realised Noah does look A LOT like Levi, all you'd have to do was get a matching uniform, shave the underside of his hair and you'd have a perfect miniature, albeit smiley Levi.

"Hey Noah, do you want a haircut?" Hanji asked to the innocent child.

He smiled back, "OK!"

Well what more did she need, he was clearly happy about it so Levi shouldn't have a reason to complain later.

And it wasn't like she didn't know her way around a pair of scissors, how do you think that bad boy up there on her head got there?

"Oh my god, he looks so adorable, Hanji!" Sasha squealed, along with everyone else as they formed a circle around the child. He was sitting on a table in the equipment room, curiously watching as Hanji moved back and forth finding things and fixing them on his little body.

"Don't worry Noah, you're gonna love it." That was what she had said to him, and with that promised he happily went along with her plan, doing whatever she told him to do. And that was how he ended up here, waiting for her to come back as he fiddled with a handle from the 3DMG.

"Do you think Heichou will like this? I don't think he will…" Connie and Armin seemed to be the only ones even remotely worried about what was happening now. It was a good thing Eren and Mikasa were out on patrol or else this little 'makeover' would not be happening. Come to think of it, Eren probably would have been the first to come up with the idea, and Mikasa would have happily agreed to whatever he'd say.

Levi had started to get curious about where that crazy scientist had taken his son, it had been hours since he'd heard from them. He went looking for them and was told by Petra that Hanji was last seen in the equipment room. What on earth could she possibly be doing in there?

"Hanji what the hell are you doing? I've been looking for you for the past half hour. What is taking so long that you need to keep the kid for 4 hou –"

Levi froze when he found the group of recruits surrounding a table, each stopping dead in their conversations at his entrance. Hanji walked out from the back door holding an electric hair razor, sprouting some nonsense about it working better - also stopping dead in her tracks upon seeing Levi.

"Hey, brats. What's going on here?" he snarls.

He hears Noah's muffled speech from somewhere in the room, almost like he was towered over by a group of imbeciles.

"Step away from the kid. Right. Now." Levi glared daggers at the imbeciles; he couldn't make his sentence sound more threatening even if he tried.

With guilty looks they parted away, not a single word uttered in the dead silence.

When Levi saw Noah sitting there, looking confused, he had to suppress his urge to kill Hanji. She had dressed him up in a Recon Corps jacket, the same cropped one that now fitted him like a normal jacket, only this one had the arms rolled up; somehow the woman had also found white material and wrapped it around the child's neck to mimic a cravat like a certain someone's.

Levi eyed the razor in her hand, and then Noah's hair which had been partitioned with the top half clipped up...and part of the bottom side shaved off…

It didn't take a genius to figure out what they were doing, they we're making a clone him.

Levi took in a shaky deep breath. He was livid, burning with white-hot rage, so much so that he had no words worthy of describing the torment he was about to unleash on the culprits, but he had to force himself to remember that murdering was wrong. He walked up to a dumbfounded Hanji and snatched the razor from her hand.

"Start running!" he growled, before walking up to the table to pick up his son and stomping out. The cadets in the room were stunned silent, they hadn't been threatened with extra training, cleaning or death – that was never a good sign.

As Levi silently carried Noah down the corridor, he heard panicked whispers coming from behind him. The only one loud/dumb enough was Jean, who stupidly said "he's going to kill us isn't he?" to which everyone replied 'yup' in unison.

Levi nodded his head while he carried on walking, he didn't want Noah to see him beat the shit out of a bunch of idiots, morons incapable of doing their jobs for one measly day. No, that would set a bad example. He'd be sure to thoroughly teach them the meaning of discipline the next day, away from these innocent eyes. He was looking forward to it already.

When he walked up to his floor, he was greeted by a cravat-less Oluo trying to cover his bare neck with his shirt collar. Levi handed over the child's neck tie to the man and walked to the bathroom across his office.

"What did the bad woman do to you?" he asked, once the two were alone.

So many years of getting the same haircut had left Levi with an apt knowledge of how to perfect his infamous do. He was practically an expert in it now, well good enough to be able to do it on others. He had sat the child down on one of the sinks in the bathroom and began trimming his hair so the sides matched.

Noah didn't seem to notice the almost visible fumes coming off Levi as he worked on his hair; he couldn't see what he'd done wrong and just cheerfully carried on recalling all he'd done today.

"….I had so much fun. Reener and Bertool said they can fly and they said you can fly too. How? I wanna fly. Can I see you fly? Please. Can you show me? Please Daddy?" Noah had started one of his nonstop talk sessions after Levi asked what Hanji had done to him, but he asked that 20 minutes ago. The child was now in his plead-and-beg-til-it-numbed-your-skull-or-until-he-got-what-he-wanted mode.

Levi usually made it a habit not to wear his gear in front of Noah or to talk about it; it might have given the kid ideas. Plus, he didn't really need to wear it much, seeing as the 3DMG was mainly a precautionary tool these days, which he is far too kick-ass on his own to need. But because not everyone else was as awesome without their gear as he was, they needed to be trained to use it. In fact, everyone in the building had to be experienced, even Hanji, and she worked in research. 3DMGs just came in handy for many different reasons; it makes life a lot easier when you can fly and everyone else can't.

He was still angry at Noah for going along with Hanji's stupid plan, but he really needed something to shut him up at this moment in time.

"If you can sit quietly while I finish off, I'll show you. But if I hear another word, you're not getting anything," Levi proposed.

The boy clasped a hand around his mouth as strands of his hair continued to fall over his shoulders.

He managed to stay silent the entire time Levi trimmed his hair; it was astonishing how quiet it was – enough to have calmed the Corporal down.

Once he was done, Levi dusted off the hair and showed Noah the results.

"Hey, Daddy you look just like me!" the boy gasped, touching his hair unable to believe he looked so much like his father.

Levi scoffed.

"What are you talking about; I had this haircut first, so you look like me." Noah giggled when Levi tousled his hair and walked the two out, he liked his new haircut.

True to his words, Levi was going to show him some flying; well it was more gliding and jumping, but whatever.

He put on his gear and got some extra harnesses before carrying the child to the giant forest behind the castle. A few strange looks were directed at the matching duo as they walked through the halls/offices, but one glance from Levi and all those looks found themselves glued to the screens of their computers or the paperwork on their desk.

Levi sure ran a tight ship around here.

…

"Are you ready?"

Noah replied back with a very excited 'yes' as he wrapped his arms around the front of Levi's shoulders. Levi had removed his jacket and strapped Noah on with some extra harnesses,

"Alright, hold on tight."

Levi was good at using the 3DMG, everybody but Noah knows that; this was his chance to show his son what he did best, show off a little – safely of course. He couldn't help but inwardly smile as he swaggered over to the opening of the forest. This would be fun, using the gear for leisure was always so relaxing.

One shot from his grappling hook and the two were off the ground. If only Levi could see the sheer delight on Noah's face as the two slalomed though the trees, spinning and twirling as they did so.

With very little effort from Levi, simply a couple of flicks of his wrists, they soared through the air, landing on a tree branch now and then before kicking off again.

Noah couldn't believe he was actually moving in the air, he could barely contain his excitement. He was living out his dream of being Spider-man, of course he'd be excited.

Plus, his dad could fly; how cool was that? If that didn't make you a superhero, then what did?

Just lame.

Well I hope that kind of explained what Levi does now and how the SnK cast can all be together still. If it doesn't make sense I don't blame you, I did a stupid job and don't really understand it myself. I just didn't want titans to eat people in Noah's happy little world, so I put murderers and criminals there instead, yay (!)