The Office

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Alright, so I just finished reading the AOT manga and all I feel is pain. Just pain. Ah, my heart hurts.

I'll stop being dramatic and say that I couldn't have pictured a better ending to it. Hajime Isayama is a genius, periodt.

Anyways, enjoy reading this one!

"Bad news, guys," Reiner walked into the workers' space.

"Ah, there he comes! The bearer of bad news every damn time!" Ymir sardonically spoke, clapping for him. Sasha and Connie didn't understand the joke so they started clapping as well.

"Stop clapping," Jean mouthed to them, and it took them a few seconds to understand what Ymir meant, and they stopped clapping.

Reiner eyed Ymir for a mere second before clearing his throat and announcing, "The sales have fallen down drastically-"

"We literally work in a button-making company. People have probably realized how outdated buttons are and are probably using velcro now," Annie interrupted.

"Levi said that the marketing team is responsible for that, and further as I quote, 'Call the pest-control because those goddamn roaches need to be thrown out,'" Reiner completed.

"But Mikasa, Armin, and I handle the marketing for this area, and the reports were positive!" Eren protested.

"You probably rated positive in your corona test report too," Jean chuckled at his own joke.

"I sometimes pity you for the kind of jokes you make," Mikasa commented.

"Hey! I finally got you feeling some way for me!"

"Yeah. Sympathy."

"SCORE!" Connie hooted.

Bertoldt sighed, "All I wanted was peace of mind."

"And you chose this place for that?" Annie raised a brow, "Don't worry; I'll help you."

"R-Really?" Bertoldt blushed.

"Yeah. Follow me," Annie said, "First, keep your arms on the desk and fold them."

Bertoldt followed, folding his arms on the table.

"Next, keep your head down," she said, placing her forehead on her arm. He imitated her.

"What's the next step?" he asked, and he got no reply. Historia checked Annie, and then apologetically sighed to say, "She's asleep."

Ymir burst out laughing.

"Oi oi oi, what's the laughing about?" Levi entered the scene, his voice commanding as always.

Everyone straightened up except Annie, and nobody cared because she always got away with whatever she did - which was, most of the time, sleeping during office hours.

When no one answered, he sighed and continued, "I'm pretty sure you've heard about the sales of the buttons. I honestly don't even understand why I work in a button company..." he sighed again, "But anyway, I want someone to come up with a better marketing technique."

"I have an idea!" Eren enthusiastically stood up, "How about we sell buttons directly to the customers instead of the clothing companies?"

"And you think that will work?" Levi clicked his tongue.

"Um," Armin said nervously, "We could lower the cost of the bulk items."

"He might be right," Hange walked into the area, "This man always has the best ideas."

"Alright, let's try that," Levi said after a long pause, contemplating whether that would help them.

"Man! You totally stole my thunder!" Eren accused Armin, who just sunk into his seat, apologizing, "Sorry, Eren..."

"It's okay, brother. You're my best bud," Eren smiled at him, and Mikasa was clearly offended.

"So how do we go about it?" Historia asked, and Ymir leaned back on her chair, swinging back and forth.

"We need to advertise," Sasha spoke up.

"No shit, Sherlock," Levi sarcastically spoke.

"We need to find a good tagline for the advertisement! Hey, you," Hange pointed at Bertoldt, "Give me a good tagline."

"I-I-I... um," he panicked, "'Titan buttons; because your clothes need buttons?'"

"Goodness," Levi shook his head, "Is anyone here of any use?"

"I have one!" Eren was zealous again, "'Protect your modesty with Titan buttons.'"

"Begone," Levi rejected him, "Next?"

And just that way, everyone gave their suggestions for the tagline, but none appealed to Levi. He kept rejecting everyone's suggestions, and in the end, Hange called Erwin.

"Hello?" he answered, and she turned the hands-free mode on, putting him up on speaker.

"Hi! So we're going through a crisis and we need your help," she said casually.

"What is it about?"

"We need a tagline for our buttons. Do you have any suggestions?"

Erwin kept quiet for about a minute, thinking over it, and then he finally spoke, "I have one."

"Ooh, really? Please tell us."

"'Titan buttons, for the jeans for your butt-ons."

"..."

"..."

"...Alright."

Hange hung up, "So that was that..."

And Levi was disappointed when he spoke, "Bertoldt, we're using your tagline."

"Oh, my god!"

Not exactly proud of this one, but I hope you enjoyed it! :D

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All the love,
Diamond Shyn