The last part in the Captain Levi's Dog Saga! I'm sorry it took so long- my parents are out of state, and so I'm kinda learning how to adult by myself (I burned grilled cheese :( ) with the help of nearby family and dealing with college and stuff.

This doesn't have as much crack as the last chapter, but I'd rate it as about three marijuanas on the weird scale.

THIS CAN BE READ AS FRIENDSHIP OR EREN/LEVI, IF YOU WANNA READ BETWEEN THE LINES. THERE IS NO SEX IN THIS CHAPTER OR ANYTHING, AND IF YOU SHIP EREN/LEVI I HAVE TO ASK YOU TO FIL IN THE BLANKS IN YOUR MIND. IT'S YOUR CHOICE MY FRIENDS! :)

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"That was totally genius Sir." Auruo spoke animatedly as the squad had gathered around for lunch.

"It was quite funny." Petra admitted, smiling slightly.

"Yeah, it was. Can somebody hand me a sandwich for Jeager? You lot forgot about him." Levi said, looking down at his sandwich-less subordinate sadly.

The end of his chocolate locks was still slightly wet, but he smiled happily when Levi handed him his sandwich, beaming from where he sat on the floor.

"Thanks." Eren dug in happily.

Levi checked the clock carefully. Only a half of their lunch hour remained.

"What do you think, brat?" Levi asked, looking down at Eren, unable to hide his amusement. "Are we screwing with them enough for your liking?"

Eren paused, swallowing a bite of his sandwich and nodding, before he was frowning slightly. "Yes sir...but... did you have to water me?"

Levi sniggered slightly. "Consider it payback for falling asleep in the middle of the meeting."

"Ah. Yes, Sir." Eren blushed slightly, looking a little sheepish.

Levi smirked slightly, nodding to the squad. "So- anyone else have any ideas?"

Eld smirked, setting his glass back down on the table. "Funny you should ask that..."


"We do regret taking so much time to broach the subject of Sargent Jeager, but his situation is rather... unique." the Treasurer said, eyeing the leash that was looped through Levi's belt loop, and the teen who sat on the floor before him with a bit of interest.

"Not at all." Levi said with false cheer. "The brat is quite a fascinating subject." he leaned back, crossing his legs and smirking. "He always draws attention."

Eren sat on the floor at Captain Levi's feet, one knee pulled to his chest. He raised a hand to his scalp, scratching at his head for a solid minute before realizing everyone in the room was staring at him and looking up, wide-eyed and surprised.

The treasurer cleared his throat, looking uncomfortable, before he plowed on babbling nonsense about what information they required about the legion- information that was mostly classified or highly critical to the operation, which they had no legal right no.

Levi nodded, however, and the bullshit droned on.

One hour turned into three, three to four- and Eren was sitting up, serious green eyes locked on Levi.

Levi paused from where he'd been sitting, turning to look at his subordinate and frowning slightly.

Eren held his gaze. They stayed like that, non-blinking, until all conversation had died down around them.

"You'll have to excuse me for a moment, Sir." Levi nodded to the treasurer, standing. "Jeager needs to shit."

Eren was already on his feet, obediently following Levi out the door and into the hallway, leaving the conference room in stunned silence.

Both men walked about ten steps, making certain they were out of earshot, before Eren was giggling.

"D-did you have to say that?"

"I needed a break, you needed a break- it made sense." Levi was unable to wipe the grin from his face, secretly proud of his ingenuity in managing to make a shit joke.

"Besides- I needed a break from all the bullshit. We'll walk around for a few minutes- stop at the bathroom, to make it look convincing- and head back in."

"Yes Sir."


After an eternity of bullshit, the meeting for the day concluded. They were not, however, free.

"Captain Levi- Lord Balfour has graciously invited you and your comrades to his manor for dinner this evening." the treasurer said with false cheer.

A man adorned in the purple robes and heavy metal necklaces of the wall cult- Lord Balfour, most likely, nodded and smiled at Levi, though his gaze dropped to Eren, who still sat, leashed on the floor, with some trepidation.

The awkward silence that followed informed Levi that there was, indeed, no other option but to accept.

Levi forced himself to smile. "How kind of you." he stood, repressing the urge to sigh. "We accept."

The man beamed with false cheer, though his eyes darted to Eren, who sat on the floor, looking nonplussed by the sudden change in plans.

"Of course. My manor is across the way... I've taken the liberty of hiring carriages for our esteemed guests." he smiled, and Levi pursed his lips, biting back a frown and tugging wordlessly on the leash, causing Eren to scramble to his feet.

Somehow, Lord Balfour ended up alone in the carriage with Eren and Levi. Levi sat normally, while Eren ended up gathered awkwardly at his feet, hands around his knees. The carriage started to move and hit a rather rough bump, jostling everyone- Eren yelped slightly as Lord Balfour's foot collided with his ribs, and Levi frowned.

There was no way that kick had been an accident.

Eren pressed his back against Levi's booted legs, trying to get as far away from the wall-cult priest and noble as possible.

"Careful, Sir. You just might unlock a side of Jeager you don't want to see. Titans are such... curious creatures, after all..."

The priest froze, shifting away from Eren from where he sat on the bench.

Eren looked up at the man, green eyes glittering murderously, mouth slightly open, revealing his pointed teeth. Levi fought the urge to laugh- Lord Balfour spent the rest of the ride to the manor. It was a large, castle-like structure, and Levi found himself slightly daunted by the vastness of it all.

His squad was led down the hallway, their booted feet echoing on the stone floor.

The door opened into a large dining room with a long table- a mixture of wall cult priests, adorned in their robes and gold plating, and a handful of military officials.

The squad wordlessly took their seat at the end of the table- one chair remained empty, however, as Eren calmly arranged himself at the floor beside Captain Levi's seat.

The men all looked on in slight shock, and the wine was poured. Levi motioned a servant over, and Eren was given a bowl of water that he sipped happily from.

Half-hearted small talk was soon abandoned entirely.

"So Captain, tell me- how many titans have you slaughtered in the name of our glorious walls?"

Levi paused from sipping his wine. "A hundred, at least..."

several gasps were heard, and several of the priests leaned forward- "that's amazing!"

"He's truly the strongest soldier!"

Levi smirked, taking another swig from his wine glass. "You should see how many Jeager's killed. If I recall,, his best kill was when he bit the head off a ten-meter... Well, that was my favorite kill of his, anyways. He's probably slaughtered at least forty titans for your glorious piece of architecture..." he smirked slightly.

All the praise suddenly died.

Whispers broke out, and people found themselves staring, not so discreetly, at Eren from where he was arranged on the floor.

Eren sneezed, wiping his nose on his sleeve and blinking a few times, seemingly unbothered by all the attention.

Lord Balfour blinked, looking slightly baffled, before he was motioning over a servant.

A moment later the main course was served- large roasts and mashed potatoes, as well as dishes of gravy and cooked vegetables were passed around.

Levi wordlessly made two plates, cutting up the meat on one into tiny pieces, heaping on mashed potatoes and gravy, before he was setting it down on the floor in front of Eren.

"Eat up, kid." Levi said, smirking.

Lord Balfour frowned. "Jeager- I thought you were vegan."

"Huh?" Eren looked up surprised. "Oh, no- I'm not religious." he said absent mindedly, looking down at his food eagerly.

The room was filled with awkward silence.

"Captain- doesn't he need silverware?" one of the officers asked, looking slightly uncomfortable.

Levi laughed. "That boy is one of the most dangerous operatives in the military." he speared a piece of his meat with his fork, twirling his wrist. "We can't even let him sit in a damn chair. You really think I'm going to let him have silverware?"

He was interrupted by the sound of Eren slamming his face into his plate of food eagerly.

Mashed potatoes splashed the nearby floor and chair leg like raindrops- Jeager didn't really care, though, on all fours like a dog as he wolfed down potatoes and meat without issue...

Petra tried not to choke on her wine, and Levi was certain that for a moment Lord Balfour's eyes would bug out of his head.

The dining room was brutally, painfully silent for the two minutes it took Eren to wolf down his food- he finished by licking the plate absolutely clean, sitting back happily- mashed potatoes clung to his bangs and eyelashes, gravy smeared beneath his eyes like tears, and a bit of vegetables clinging to the corner of his mouth...

Levi sighed. "Get over here, you filthy brat." he dropped his own fork, pushing his chair back and pulling a handkerchief from his pocket. Eren scooted over to Levi, sitting up on his knees and leaning forward, placing his hands on Levi's knees.

Levi simply dabbed at his younger subordinate- running his fingers through the chocolate hair, raking out bits of mashed potatoes, before he was wiping off his face with his handkerchief, brushing off pieces of vegetable and meat, before he was licking his thumb, dabbing away gravy.

"Filthy brat." he muttered, though he was smiling. "Did you enjoy it?"

"Yes Sir." Eren said quietly.

The room was dead silent- and just when everyone thought the sexual tension couldn't get much higher, Levi finished cleaning the boy up, brushed his bangs out of his eyes, and Eren sat back, curled up next to Levi's chair, and fell asleep.

Everyone did their best to ignore the odd display, and small conversation carried on.

Lord Balfour stood, making his way over to Levi, goblet in hand, as the night wore on.

"Can I interest you in a tour of the castle, Captain?"

Levi frowned, looking down at his sleeping subordinate. It wasn't like he could refuse the host, however.

"Sure." he leaned down, placing a hand on Eren's shoulder and shaking him slightly. "Oi. Brat."

"C-captain?"

"Get up. We're going on a tour of the estate."

"Mmm." Eren nodded, getting to his feet and only lagging slightly behind Levi as Lord Balfour lead them down massive corridors, through the library, and into the garden.

It was quite late by this point- however, the full moon and stars provided ample light to walk by.

"This is the rose garden. Quite exquisite, is it not?"

"Yes. They're a sight for sore eyes." Levi admitted, looking at the various colors of roses, enjoying the sight more than he cared to admit, stepping forward to scrutinize a turquoise rose.

Eren, by extension, stood beside him, as his leash was still tethered to Levi's waist.

"Wonderful what our saviors the walls permit us to have, is it not?" Lord Balfour remarked, swirling what must've been his ninth goblet of wine that evening. "Were it not for the walls- these beautiful flowers would be trampled by titans."

Levi frowned slightly, reaching out to touch the petals. "Perhaps."

"As a soldier sworn to protect our divine walls, you must hate the titans nearly as much as we do. You've seen the damage they cause, the absolute carnage- you know how imperative, how sacred, these walls are, do you not, Captain?" Lord Balfour asked, sipping his wine carefully.

Levi frowned, looking up from the rose. "I despise nearly every titan I've seen."

"Then you must know the significance of these walls! And you must know threats to our holy wall must be dealt with swiftly..."

Levi frowned, stepping back to look at the man firmly. "Just what are you proposing, Lord Balfour?"

The Lord blinked, slightly surprised by Levi's directness, before he lowered his voice and stepped forward so Eren couldn't hear him.

"Your titan shifter's existence is a threat to these holy walls. The officers and priests in my dining room are prepared to escort him to a place where he can safely be disposed of, if you'll surrender him to us. You'll be compensated handsomely for your efforts, and be compensated with the knowledge you removed the most dangerous threat to humanity..."

Levi paused, catching sight of Eren. The boy's sudden rigid posture and wide-eyed expression told Levi he'd heard everything.

Levi sighed, stepping back.

"I'm afraid you've grossly misinterpreted everything about the scouting legion, Lord."

Lord Balfour frowned, brows furrowing. "You mean... you won't be aiding humanity? You haven't even heard how much you'll be rewarded with..."

The rage that'd been slowly building within Levi finally reached the breaking point, and he reeled back, his booted foot colliding with the Lord's fat cheek in a glorious roundhouse kick that left the man unconscious on the grass of the garden...

Levi let out a slow breath, trying to rein in his emotions. Eren Jeager was far more than some pawn he was expected to sell out- he was a comrade in arms.

Eren blinked, and found himself staring yet again at Levi. "C-Captain... you just knocked out a priest..." he said, sounding thoroughly surprised.

"Please." Levi scoffed, running his fingers through his black hair in disgust. "they worship architecture, brat- it's hardly a religion."

"B-but Captain... won't you get in trouble?"

"I'm humanity's greatest soldier, brat. I do what I fucking want. The brass can chase after me all they want- but when it comes down to it, they need me, and they know it. I'm too valuable for them to punish. And you're too valuable for me to sell to some insane religious zealot. Besides- that was the bastard's ninth glass of wine. As far as everyone is concerned, he just can't handle his alcohol. I'll tell his servant he was overcome by it during our conversation."

Eren blinked, looking shocked. "Wow. You really thought this through."

"Tch. It's called strategy, brat." Levi tugged on his leash slightly. "Besides- did you seriously think I'd sell you? I signed a contract- I'm stuck with you."


It was two days after their return back to HQ when Eren strode into the dining hall, taking his customary seat between Mikasa and Armin. Mikasa's face lit up slightly, and she slid a bowl of food over to Eren, who dug in happily.

Armin frowned slightly, however, noticing something different about his friend. "Eren... why are you wearing a dog collar?"

"Oh... this?" Eren paused, looking down at his spiked collar and grinning. "I dunno. I guess I just like it. It fits my personality pretty well, you know?"

Mikasa frowned slightly. "It's not regulation. What if you get in trouble?"

Eren smirked. "Something tells me Captain Levi isn't going to have a problem with it.


Erwin plunked his tray down across from Levi, taking his seat in the mess hall.

"Apparently your meeting went well with the brass." he said, simply. He'd received the paperwork that the Scouting Legion's budget had been approved for the next year.

Levi shrugged, not looking up from his tea. "Apparently so." he took a sip from his tea calmly.

"You know I don't question your methods. I don't approve sometimes, and most of it is better left unsaid. But I just have one question for you- why is Jeager wearing a dog collar?"

Levi smirked, setting down his teacup. "I told the brat he could have a souvenir."


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