Disclaimer: I don't own Attack on Titan Junior High

"Eh?! There's nothing in here!" Sasha exclaimed as she opened the thing Kuro called a 'fridge'. Supposedly, there is enough food in here that can feed an entire army.

"What are we supposed to eat now?!" Connie moaned. "Is it Kuro's plan to make us starved to death all along?"

"We are only watching this for four hours, Springer." Eld smiled in amusement at the two teens' antics. "I'm sure a soldier like you wouldn't die that fast."

"Hello. What would you like to eat today?" An androgynous voice spoke up monotonously, startling the three mentioned and everyone else behind them.

"Woah! What was that?!"

"Is it just me or did that grey box just talked?!"

"It's called a fridge, Oluo."

"No one gives a damn, Gunther!"

Erwin sighed, "So these…'governors' have their own storage mechanism that can make food almost instantly, too? Why am I not surprised..."

"Excuse me, sir." Armin spoke up, "Why would you think that?"

"Kuro said that there's enough food to for an army in there and that we shouldn't worry about running out. The fridge is empty, but I can hear the machinery running softly behind it, so I was just assuming." Erwin nodded quietly before turning to the fridge. "Good day. May I ask what your name is?"

"Hello. What would you like to eat today?"

Erwin frowned, "What is your name?"

"Hello. What would you like to eat today?"

"Maybe that thing hasn't been programmed to talk, Erwin." Levi smirked, "No need to ask its' name."

The Commander flushed a little, but the attention was brought to Sasha when she asked loudly, "Hey, fridge, what do you have for us to eat?!"

"Oi, Sasha. Are you sure we should be eating this?" Jean questioned, "How can we be sure it's not poisoned?"

"We don't know." Sasha shrugged lightly, drool visibly on the corner of her mouth. "But it's not like we get an opportunity like this every day; I wanna eat futuristic food!"

"Y-Yeah." Connie was tempted as he hastily wipes his mouth with his sleeves. "If I get to eat a bite of good food from the future, I can die happily even if it's poisoned."

Jean slapped a palm to his forehead, groaning.

"I think it's alright; if Kuro had planned to kill us from the beginning, she wouldn't have brought us to this room and go through all that trouble." Petra reasoned. "Besides, I want to try the governors' food, too."

"Count me in!" Hange pushed Levi over to run to the fridge. "Hey, do you have a list of things we can eat?"

"Hello. What would you like to eat today?"

Oluo groaned, "Great. We have to ask for it ourselves; hell, we don't even know what the governors eat!"

"That's a little disappointing," Eld commented but halted his words when Sasha and Connie's eyes positively sparkled.

"MEAT!" Sasha yelled. "Gimme meat! Lots of it! Oh, pork, chicken, turkey, beef….I'M COMING FOR YOU!"

In the other corner, Levi thought to himself. 'Great. Now we have a food addict version of Hange in the Corp. And Blouse even looked like her. As if one menace isn't enough already.'

"It will be done."

A very large, very red, and very raw slab of meat appeared in one of the fridge's shelves.

Connie and Jean fell off their couch laughing while the others weren't that far off.

"HAHAHA—Th-There's your meat, potato girl! HAHAHA!" Jean choked out between peals of laughter.

"That's not what I meant!" Sasha yelped, blushing brightly. "I want cooked meat! More specifically, steak and mashed potatoes and green peas!"

"It will be done."

A tray of steaming beef steak, appetizing buttered mashed potatoes and pea along with sauce and tablewares appeared, surprising everyone.

"Woah! That smelled so good!" Petra exclaimed. "Even better than what I've eaten in the capital!"

"YES!" Sasha screamed. "MEAT!"

Connie began, "Hey, Sasha...do you mind if I take a teeny, tiny little—"

"NO WAY! GET YOUR OWN FOOD, SPRINGER!"

'Such an advanced device.' Erwin thought in awe. 'I couldn't smell or feel anything being made before the plate suddenly popped into existence.'

'Just how powerful are these governors?!' Armin wondered the same thing.

"I want fried chicken, and what was it again—AH! Gyoza, salmon onigiri, watermelon, and spicy mayo BBQ beef onigiri, please and thank you!" Connie exclaimed.

"Hey….isn't it the foods from the last episode?" Christa asked.

Ymir snorted, "He's an idiot, alright."

Connie's requested course appeared in the fridge and he let out an ecstatic yell before joining Sasha on the couch to dig in. That, and fending off the other's grabby hands from their respective plates. Everyone else took it as a cue to start ordering.

"I wanna try that 'cinnamon rolls' thing that those nobles often eat!"

"Strawberry ice cream and the butter cookies that Lord Wald always eat, please!"

"I want my share of steak, damn it!"

"What is going on?" Eren questioned incredulously as he stepped out of the bathroom.

Armin smiled at this best friend while holding onto a delicious looking tray of meat and vegetable curry with a side of buttered carrot rice, "Eren! Come here; this fridge can give us whatever we want to eat!"

Eren raised an eyebrow, "Didn't we eat before going on the expedition already?"

"It's not every day we get to eat delicious food, dumbass. I can't remember the last time I get my hands on some meat." Jean smirked as he used his teeth to tear the thick and juicy slab of ham into chewable size. "Ugh, a little salty, but it's still meat!"

"Stuff it, Horseface," Eren commented absently without any heat. "I don't really feel like eating anything though...especially considering the last episode…."

Eren trailed off and as one everyone slowed down. The revelation that the people of the world they are watching lost their food, not their lives to the Titans still stung. Levi noticed the downtrodden atmosphere and scoffed, "So what? Who cares if they lose their food on a daily basis? We should just worry about ourselves; stuff your faces in so you have the energy to face the Titans, brat."

Though his tone was cold, Eren smiled a little as he nodded. He spoke to the fridge, "A plate of cheese hamburg steak and fries, please!"

WHAM!

Everyone face-faulted in incredulity though Sasha took special care to not drop her food.

"Seriously?!" Ymir groaned. "You really are a dumbass, Eren."

"Hey, what did I do?!" Eren yelled defensively. "Why are you guys reacting like that?!"

"Just…" Jean placed a palm on his forehead, "You know what? I can't deal with this much-concentrated stupidity—" "HEY!" "—in one day. Let's just ignore this and move on. Everyone agreed?"

"Agreed." The group concurred monotonously.

Once everyone had gotten what they wanted—a special order of black tea with whole milk and sugar for Levi—the group quickly settled down and started the next episode.

"Alright, everyone." Erwin nodded to the recruits. "It seems like you guys are the main characters of this show. Keep an eye out for anything and everything familiar or unusual and report it to us."

"Yes, sir!" Said recruits saluted, some were more muffled than others because of the food chewing.

"I haven't tasted food this good in years~!" Hange swooned along with Petra, who was surrounded by plates of candy, cookies and its varieties.

Eld whispered, "After finding out the truth behind the Titans, I think I might want to know how women can eat so much sweets and not get sick." His soon-to-be wife can take a him-sized bite out of cake if she can help it.

"Your funeral, man," Gunther whispered back. "I actually want to live through the Titans and celebrate with my parents when it's all over with."

"I'm looking forward to that DVD we're planning to watch today!" Hannah said to Franz as they walked out of the classroom.

"Me too!"

"Hannah and Franz...died in the invasion, right?" Christa asked uncomfortably. She hasn't seen the two after the invasion.

"They heroically sacrificed themselves on the battlefield and valiantly done the duty of a soldier." Armin quietly whispered.

Sasha chomped on three pocky sticks before she said with a mouthful, "Come to think of it, the person who sits at this desk hasn't come to school."

"Ohhh! That looks delicious!" Sasha exclaimed around a mouthful of beef.

Eren looked over to the empty seat, "Oh, you mean Armin? He really hates the cold, so he never comes to school during the winter."

Everyone whipped their heads around to stare at the small blond. Armin was mortified; it's true that he prefers the warm summer to cold winter, but not that much!

"It's already spring." Connie leaned up from his desk.

"Just how warm does it have to be for him to come to school?" Jean questioned.

Mikasa continued, "He should start thinking about his attendance record."

"Yeah," Eren stood up, "Why don't we go check on him after school?"

"Hey, you lot!" A voice shouted, making everyone flinched.

Upon realizing who it was, they snapped into proper salutes as Sasha hastily finishes up her pocky box, "Instructor Keith!"

"Care to explain to me why you guys are the only ones who haven't join a club yet?!"

"A club?!" The group chorused. Petra asked in bewilderment, "You mean like those bars from the Underground with strippers?! Why in the name of the Walls would they let children there?"

Hange said, "Maybe it means something different in their world. And didn't TV-Jean mentioned something about a soccer club in the last episode?"

"Club activities, huh?" Eren trailed off thoughtfully, "If there's a club dedicated to beating up Titans, then I'd join that in a heartbeat."

"So these so-called clubs are various activities done with other people and someone can apply for it. Good to know." Erwin noted.

Jean smirked, "Always the suicidal bastard, aren't you Eren."

"Why you—"

Levi was too tired to tell the two brats to stuff it, so Mikasa and Armin have to physically stop the two, much to their chagrin.

Sasha smiled exasperatedly, "Well, that's certainly an Eren-like response."

"Eren Yeager!" Keith suddenly shouted as Eren and Sasha stood ramrod straight, the latter snapped into a hasty salute. "You and the absentee Armin Arlert went to the same elementary school, didn't you?!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Go collect the club admission form from him by tomorrow. If you fail, I'll put him and the whole lot of you in whatever club I damn well feel like!" Keith's eyes glinted. "Is that clear?!"

Eren could only whimper.

"Loud and scary. Check." Oluo mumbled. 'Some people just never change.'

The scene moved to Eren and Mikasa walking out of a convenience store. "Thank you for coming!"

Ymir raised an eyebrow, "What is that building? 'Shingeki 24'?"

"Eren is holding some kind of bag and someone said 'thank you for coming'. It's probably a store." Christa noted. "They are very polite!"

Eren looked at the steaming bag, "Meat buns and amazake. If a bag of these doesn't get him out of the house, then nothing will!"

"'Amazake?'" Most of the recruits who haven't been to the interiors questioned.

"It's a type of drink made from fermenting rice over long periods of time." Hange explained, "It is notable for the natural sweetness during the fermentation process and often enjoyed by the high-class nobles as New Year celebration."

"So they have access to top quality food, too." Eren mumbled, "Lucky bastards."

"You do realize that you are basically dissing yourself, right?" Levi blandly spoke up.

They didn't notice the Titan towering behind them.

Eren spoke into a door intercom, "Hello!"

"Is that also one of the 'noble-class device', too?" Connie asked.

Erwin shook his head, "No, I have never seen anything like that before. Eren is speaking into it, so I will assume that the device somehow transports his voice inside the house."

"That sounds so cool!"

A footstep rumbled the ground as they turned around to see the Titan that followed them earlier. It grabbed the bag from Eren's hand. "He took the meat buns! You bastard!"

Eren pulled a face at his TV-self.

Eren ran in front of the Titan, staring up at its' massive form. "Wait, Eren!"

"Give me my meat buns back, you damn Titan!" Eren charged but he was grabbed by the gigantic hand. "Dammit! Let go of me you filthy Titan! Take my iron fist!"

"Ugh…" Eren groaned. "Kill me now…"

Everyone was tempted to take the brunette up on his offer, jokingly as though they might be, but a death glare from Mikasa shut their idea off before it even started.

Eren tried to swing desperately but he was too far away; from an outsider's perspective, he looks more like a child throwing a tantrum while the Titan sneered on.

Mikasa looked on worriedly, "At this rate, the meat buns are going to be cold."

The viewers laughed at her priorities; even Mikasa herself couldn't suppress a smile. Normally she would've worried over Eren, especially when he's in a Titan's hold like this, but the Titans of this world don't eat human, so Mikasa has almost nothing to worry about.

Levi ran across the roof as he spun up and smacked the Titan on the back of the neck with his paper fan, taking it out in a single blow.

"That's our Captain!" Oluo smirked at the recruits.

Mikasa caught Eren in her arms, the bag of meat buns falling on top of his head snuggly. "Who's that?"

Jean laughed especially loud to irritate Eren.

Levi landed effortlessly on the Titan with his back facing the siblings as Eren stared at the symbol under his blazer. "That's…the Wings...of Freedom."

"Ah! It's from that time!" Eren blurted out.

Erwin paused the episode and asked the shifter, "Which time are you talking about?"

"It was after I sealed the hole in Trost District, sir. I was coming out from my Titan form and Corporal Levi was there, cutting down the approaching Titan in the same manner before landing like that. Even though I was only half conscious at the time, I remembered it since the Wings of Freedom on your back really stood out to me, sir!"

'Right. The midget was there. I completely forgot.' Mikasa thought.

"Ah." Levi acknowledged with a short sound as Hange wrote that down.

Mikasa wondered, "That uniform...he's an upperclassman at Attack Junior High?"

Levi looked over his shoulder as his hair was blown softly in the wind. "Hey, you brats. What exactly is going on here?"

"So...freaking...cool!" Connie muttered in awe.

Seemingly ignoring their savior, Eren stepped down from Mikasa's hold, "I've decided, Mikasa! I'm going to join whatever club this guy's in! That's how I'll hone my Titan fighting skills!"

Mikasa observed him for a moment, "Then I will, too."

Levi poured himself a cup of tea on top of the still KO-ed Titan.

"Did you do this back then, too, Levi?" Hange nudges the shorter man with a wink.

Like always, Levi ignored her in favor of enjoying his tea and biscuit.

"Mikasa! You don't need to; you said yourself that we should stay away from the Titans!"

"That I did, but that's exactly why I'm doing it. With me there it won't be your doom."

'This somehow feels familiar…' Eren and Mikasa thought simultaneously, the former is a little irritated.

Seeing her determined gaze, Eren conceded, "All right. Together then."

"Hey, answer the damn question, you twit."

Finally remembering that Levi was still there, Eren turned around excitedly, the bag of meat buns still on his head.

"I wonder if his brain cells are roasted from the heat yet." Kuro snickered.

"It has." Ymir nodded sagely.

"Sir! Which club do you belong to?!"

Levi replied, "Its unofficial name is 'none of your damn business', chee-burg bastard."

"Must you always be so rude?" Mikasa shot Levi an irritated look, to which the man responded with the same vigor.

Armin, being one of the unfortunate souls in the middle of their glaring match, sighed, 'I think I might even prefer Eren and Jean's squabble over this. At least those aren't lethal.'

"Huh?"

Armin's grandfather's voice broke in. "Sie sind das essen und wir sind die Jager, hah! Hah! Hah! Hah!"

Kuro added mockingly, "For the dumbasses—read: you Survey Corp people—who don't understand German: 'They are the prey and we are the hunters' is the rough translation. There are quite a few varieties running around these days."

There were quite a few tick marks going around the room.

"Did she just say that we are stupid?!" Eren demanded hotly.

"Jean, Eren, and Connie aside—" "EXCUSE ME?!" "—we are actually pretty smart ourselves," Ymir responded coolly.

"I'm torn between thanking Kuro for giving us this chance and snapping at her for insulting us like this."

"You have to admit, the line sounded pretty cool and inspirational." Armin referred to the German line

"On that note, if I'm feeling generous enough, then I'll give you guys a copy each of the OP CD as souvenirs. Epicness must be distributed around, ya know?"

"OP CD?" Mikasa inquired. "What is that?"

Eren said, "Whatever it is, I hope she'll give us one. It sounds awesome if it's epic."

"It'll be great if she'll give us that." Erwin nodded. "We at least will have some proof that we've been here should we need to report to the authority on where did we disappear to for the past hour."

Sasha looked vaguely disappointed, "I was hoping we could take the fridge along…"

"That's Armin's grandfather!"

The young boy could feel tears gather in his eyes, but he quickly wipes them away. Eren put a comforting hand on his shoulder and Mikasa moved closer to the boy.

The others knew better to ask.

"Tsk, old geezer…" Levi stood up. "Don't beat the futon!"

He jumped to the balcony and started struggling with the man, "You should use the futon beater as if you are sliding it to the side otherwise you'll risk damaging the batting inside!"

"Whoa! What are you doing!? Stop it!"

Levi was insistent, "Give me that! I'll teach you how to use the futon beater!"

No dared to sneak a look at the Corporal—well maybe Mikasa—due to the dark aura he was exerting on the account of how the TV was mocking him like this. Hange felt no such restraints as she openly howled with waves of laughter.

"That is suuuchh a Levi thing to do!"

Eren stared on with a deadpan look, "Let's just go to Armin's room."

"—look at this! Your technique is completely wrong!"

Once inside, Eren called out in front of Armin's room, "Armin! Open the door!"

"There's something we want to give you; open up!"

"I can't!" Armin said underneath his futon, "There's no way I can survive...in this hellish cold! This world is hell...it hasn't become hell, it's been hell! I was just mistaken until now."

"It's already springtime!" Eren deadpanned.

Though embarrassed, Armin voiced his thoughts, "After Eren was swallowed by the Titans in Trost, I had the same line of thoughts. Just with less….cold thoughts."

"Ah. Thank you." Erwin nodded.

"No, it hasn't become spring...This world has always been winter, from the very start. The Siberian cold air mass and a low-pressure system...A typical winter weather pattern; high pressure in the west, low in the east."

"I think he's lost his marbles…"

A few people chuckled, and Armin might as well fainted from all the blood rushing to his face.

"Hmm...that information sounds useful," Hange noted.

"Armin, listen!" Mikasa spoke up loudly, "We have meat buns and amazake."

Armin immediately opened the door, "Really!?"

The kettle boils as Armin sighed in content, "It's so nice and warm, isn't it?!"

Mikasa and Eren were sweating bullets, the former even more so at the numerous amount of heaters placed around the room.

"Damn...that looks like a pig roaster." Jean breathed.

"Hange, Petra, please draw a rough sketch of those machines," Erwin ordered, "Their function is to release heat into the room through unknown means."

"There are rectangular holes on one side," Hange noted as she draws the heaters. "Probably to release heat...though I have no idea what is the source of energy that allowed such an incredible phenomenon to happen."

"Hey...Armin...doesn't that make you feel hot?"

"Nah. I'm good."

Mikasa was dizzy as she tried to sit upright from the heat. "Mikasa, wouldn't you feel a bit cooler if you took off that thing on your neck?"

'Why does she always wear that scarf anyway?' Jean thought, a little annoyed. Knowing his luck, it probably has something to do with Eren.

"I'm okay." She shook her head. "We should get some fresh air in here."

Armin became teary has his friends shifted to look at him, "I can't. I feel cold these days even when I'm wrapped up in my futon." He clutched his futon tighter.

"Well duh. That thing's definitely been getting thinner since there's a tear in it."

"Heh?!" Armin turned to look at where Eren is pointing. "You're right!"

"Maybe you should just buy a new one."

Armin hugged his futon, "I can't! This futon has been with me ever since I was a little kid! Cold days were warmer when it cradles me in it's delicious warmth! No other futon would…."

The window snapped open abruptly. Mikasa blissfully smiled as fresh air hit her full force.

"Corporal Levi?!"

"You are—!"

"—Wh-Wh-Wh-What on earth is going on?!"

Levi tsked in annoyance, "Give me that!". He snatched the futon off of Armin and jumped off from the balcony without a glance back.

"Ah! My futon!"

"Did he seriously just broke in, get in a fight with the owner, stole his grandchild's futon, and left?" Jean deadpanned, but only small enough for his couchmates to hear.

Eren proudly boasted, "Corporal Levi's awesome, right?"

"That's not….you know what Yeager? Whatever."

"We will go after him, Mikasa!" Eren ran down the stair with Mikasa and Armin, who was in a bright blue cotton cat pajama, in tow. They ran out to the outside but no one was there. "We lost him."

"What am I going to do?" Armin fell down on his knee. "That futon is precious to me. Be it a cold day or a cool one, that futon wrapped me in its warmth. What am I going to do without it?!" The blond finished with a sneeze, teary-eyed.

"You are out of your futon for a minute and you sneezed?!" Hange asked incredulously. "Your TV-self's immune system must seriously suck!"

Even though he knew the scientist didn't mean anything by it, Armin still flushed in embarrassment.

"Wear this for now." Eren extended his blazer to Armin. "But where should we start looking for him?"

Mikasa noticed something glinting on the floor as she picked it up. "Eren, look."

"That's...the button on the back of his jacket!" The flashback of the Wings of Freedom on Levi's blazer was shown.

"If we ask around at school, we may be able to find out something." Mikasa offered.

Eren smiled, "Mikasa, you are a genius! Let's go!"

Even though the words weren't directed at her, Mikasa still felt her heart flutter when Eren complimented her like that.

They nodded, with Armin sneezing again.

The three ran to school and was met with the sight of Jean, Connie, and Sasha slumping on the bench as if someone had sucked the life out of them.

"What's the matter, guys?! Don't tell me the Titans attacked you?!"

Sasha looked up, tears streaming down her face, "I thought I can eat as much as I want if I joined the Cooking Club!" A flashback of Gelgar and Nanaba scolding Sasha as she bunched on the carrot was shown.

"That's Nanaba and Gelgar, two veteran members of Squad Mike," Petra added helpfully after seeing the confused looks on the recruits' face.

"This Cooking Club sounds nice though," Sasha whined.

"So you snacked on all the ingredients…" Eren deadpanned.

Connie continued, "Since I have close-cropped hair, I was scouted for the baseball club, but…" An image of a Titan crouching down while Connie tried to lift a titanic bat made of metal up to no avail.

"How do they expect you to swing that bat?"

"That looks heavy," Eren mumbled.

"Baseball: apparently a sport where you have to lift and swing a heavy metal object." Hange wrote down, completely missing the actual definition of the game.

"The soccer club I checked out was a disaster, too," Jean whined as he remembered a Titan kicking the ball his way as he ran for his life.

"Good thing we can put a definition to it now," Petra turned back to the page where she added soccer in the 'unknown' column and add a small note next to it: 'A sport where you run for your life from a black and white ball kicked by someone.'

"They oughta call it pushball so you know what you'll be getting into."

Jean glared, "Dammit. What is wrong with this school?!"

"The other clubs are like that, too." Reiner interrupted as him, Bertolt, Ymir, and Christa came up. "The Judo Club's a total joke and Ymir said the same thing about Brass Band."

Armin sneezed, catching everyone's attention. Sasha asked, "Hey, who's that?"

"Oh, he's Armin—the guy who's been absent from school all this time," Eren introduced.

"H-Hi, I'm Armin Arlert—" he sneezed. And sneezed. And sneezed again.

'That's so annoying.' Levi thought irritatedly.

"Um...are you alright?" Bertolt hesitantly asked.

Sasha interrupted, "That's one heck of a sneeze attack."

Connie pipped up, "Is it contagious?"

"No. He just catches cold easily when he's not wrapped up in his futon." Mikasa answered their questions.

"Oh, that's right." Eren fumbled in his pocket, "Have you guys seen this before?"

Everyone eyed the Wings of Freedom with interest. "It belongs to someone who took out a Titan with one blow and stole Armin's futon."

Jean sneered, "Someone took out a Titan with one blow? What the hell?"

"Wait. I've heard about it." Reiner chimed in, "Words through the grapevine states that in this school, there is a shadowy secret organization that rebels against the Titans under the flag of the Wings of Freedom.

The new recruits stared at the battle site and silhouettes of the veterans in awe. "So cool!"

"'Shadowy Secret Organization'?" Gunther echoed dubiously.

Eren leaned into Reiner's face as his eyes become starry, "A club where all you do is beat up Titans?!"

Levi scoffed, "Predictable dumbass."

"Eren looks happy," Mikasa noted.

"My futon may be there, too." Armin nodded along.

"That's not all." Reiner continued with a serious face, "They say that the strongest man in the human race is in that club."

Everyone turned to look at Levi. "What?"

Eren frowned, "'The strongest man in the human race' doesn't sound as cool as 'Humanity's Strongest Soldier though..."

"The strongest man….in the human race?" His thoughts immediately turned to Levi.

Connie smiled as he punched the air, "'The strongest man'...that sounds really cool!"

"If we join that club, do you think they'll teach us how to keep our lunches safe so we don't have to give it to the Titans?!" Sasha wondered.

Jean smirked, "If I defeat Titans while looking all cool, I might even become popular amongst the hotties in this school."

"Ugh…" Ymir eyes Jean with disgust as she held Christa closer to her.

Jean protested, "That wasn't even me!"

Eren leaned up eagerly, "What's the name of that club?!"

"Hey, easy there. This is a secret organization we are talking about here. It's not like they have a sign over their door to—" Reiner trailed off once he saw what's in front of him.

"...Attack Junior High...Scout Regiment?"

"...um..."

Christa smiled, "That wasn't hard to find."

"I was just going by what I heard, okay?" Reiner said defensively.

Ymir deadpanned, "They are advertising quite openly."

'Join and become part of our shadowy organization! The Scouts' Main Base of Operations.'

Petra's eye twitched, "I hope this really isn't what it looks like or I might just ask Kuro to help put me out of my misery."

Jean read over the poster and noted, "This is just like a secret base elementary kids would set up."

"Honestly I'm starting to get a little discouraged…"

"Guys, knock it off!" Eren stood in front of them and yelled, "There's a chance that the strongest man in the human race is in there! You wanna talk smack about his club where he can hear us?!"

"Will you kids shut up?!"

The Special Operation Squad perked up at the voice, "Hey, isn't that—?"

"My time to shine, baby!" Oluo stood up from his seat, pumped his fist and cackled.

Eren turned around, startled. Oluo peeked out of the door. "Why are you here? If you are under the misguided assumption that we are a secret organization dedicated to standing up against the Titans then you've wasted your time!"

"So it's true!"

"No! There has been some kind of mistake! The existence of the Scouts is shrouded in secrecy! There's no way a bunch of first years brats could have heard of us!"

"You are...pretty much giving it all away." Sasha deadpanned.

"No kidding….wow."

"Bozado...I hope that this thing isn't implying that you are the loose mouth who either has or will blab the Scouts' secrets to the world by accident; otherwise, you'll find yourself spending a few nights with Eren here in our holding cell." Levi was only half-joking; the purpose of the 57th expedition was to catch the traitor amongst them, after all.

Oluo yelped, "No, sir! I have done no such thing! Please believe me!"

"Calm down, you two. We can save the discussion for later." Although Erwin's tone was light, Levi could tell that Oluo was now one of the older man's possible targets.

Eren bolted up and held onto the door, "In any case, please let us in!"

Eren and Oluo struggled with the door as the latter tried to close it. Mikasa spoke up, "We are just looking for our friend's futon. Please let us in."

"You have a lot of nerves! What makes you think we are in the habit of submitting to whoever decided to show up—"

Eren accidentally let go of the handle, "—at our door—UGK!"

The new recruits chuckled, "You brats! How dare you laugh at your senior's misfortune—GAK!"

Oluo bit his tongue and flew backward. Petra, Eld, and Gunther stared at him. "Oluo!"

Gunther ran up and pick up his comrade, "What happened?! Was it an assassin?!"

"Unbelievable! What kind of animal would cut a man's tongue!" Eld ground out as he held up a shaking fist.

Petra whispered, "We are now marked by the school!"

"Um...excuse me?" Eren hesitantly stated, "He….kinda smacked himself with the door and bit his tongue."

The three stared at the brunette with stone-dead expression before Gunther withdraw his hand, causing Oluo to fell to the floor, biting his tongue yet again.

The members of the Special Operation Squad laughed extra hard at Gunther's action.

Gunther stood up, "Come to think of it, Oluo bites his tongue about three times a day."

"I'm still waiting for the time when he had the decency to bleed out."

"Totally!" Petra grinned.

"Hey!"

Oluo stood up as he wipes away his bloodied mouth, "Petra! That was a terrible thing to say!"

He then pointed to the first years who have entered the room while the upperclassmen were chatting amongst themselves. "I bit my tongue because these clowns suddenly showed up and demanded to be let in!"

"What can you do? They are first-year students." Petra shot back.

'I wonder how many years are there in this junior high.' Armin thought.

"Hmph!" Oluo flicked his hair in a pompous manner as he leaned his hand onto the window. "We are a shadowy organization that operates in secret. I suppose we can't expect first years know-nothing to make an appointment, now can we? They—"

'I really want to punch this guy…' Jean thought.

Seeing his rival's revolted expression, Eren made a snide remark, "Hating your own kind, Horse-face?"

"Are you calling me a horse, Eren?!" Oluo demanded.

"Ah! No, sir! I was just saying that you two have similar dislikable and pompous attitude…ah.." Oluo's glare intensified, "...sorry, I'll shut up now."

Ignoring Oluo droning on and on, Petra smiled welcomingly, "I'm Petra Ral. Nice to meet you guys. Do you really want to join the Attack Junior High Scout Regiment?"

"—absurd things like using a futon as an excuse to join us—"

"Yes!" Eren nodded enthusiastically. "Well, that's one reason, but we are also looking for the owner of this right here…"

Eren trailed off as he heard footsteps. Hange slammed herself into the door's window as she startled Eren so he fell on his butt.

Eren sweatdropped, "And this is when I first met Hange."

"That's so creepy," Connie muttered.

"Hange!" Petra smiled.

Ignoring Hange's crazed expression, Mike opened the door. "Mike! Welcome back!"

"Hey, guys...guess what I found?!" Hange pulled a transparent jar out of nowhere and startled twirling with it, "A fresh supply of Titan fingernail clippings directly from the dumpsters to your home—Huh, that's funny," Hange trailed off as she looked at the first years, "there's a lot of faces here that I don't recognize."

Everyone looked disgusted at the jar's contents.

"TITANS' FINGERNAIL CLIPPINGS?!" Hange roared, "OH MY SHEENA I WANT THAT! Hey, Levi can I—?"

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Pretty please?"

"Fuck no."

"Pretty please with a cherry on top?"

Levi didn't bother replying and smacked her across the head instead.

"They are first-years! They are here to check out our club, maybe even join!"

"Really?! There's so many of them! Who would have thought that we'd get this much interests!"

Mike sniffed Jean and sneered smugly, startling the young teen. "Wha…?"

"What?" Jean echoed.

Gunther answered, "Squad Leader Mike often have the habit of sniffing people and smirked like that."

"I bet you wanna join us because you are interested in stuff like this, huh?" Hange pushed the jar into Eren's face.

"Uh...no, not really."

"There's no need to hide how you feel!" Hange swooned and drooled, "If you really wanna dismember Titans—in the name of better understanding them of course!—then this is most definitely the place you wanna be!"

Moblit warned as Hange snuggled her face close to the jar, "Hange! You'll scare them off!"

"What do you even do with those Titans' fingernails?"

"GUNTHER YOU IDIOT!" Eld and Oluo yelled.

"I KNOW!" said soldier shot back.

Mike sniffed Connie and he sneered again. Jean tried to sniff himself.

"Hey, stop! Don't ask Hange questions!"

"What is the deal with this club? I feel like we've stumbled into a nest of psychos!"

Petra turned around to face her junior with an amused smirk, "Was this what you think of us, too, Eren?"

The embarrassed teen could only nod in response.

Eren mumbled, 'Still though...when you get right down to it, these are the people who seek change. There's a reason why they called themselves the Scout Regiment.'

"—Oh, I knew it. I thought you looked like you wanted to ask me about it!"

Mike sniffed Bertolt and he cried.

Unbeknownst to the recruits and the members of Levi Squad, the three veterans tensed immediately.

'TV-Mike cried and made a disgusted expression….' Hange stopped writing entirely.

'...the only time Sniffy would do something like that…' Levi set his cup of tea down.

'...is when he smelled a Titan.' Erwin concluded grimly, 'No doubt about it...that boy is now our prime suspect for enemy shifters, if everything from the screen is correct—which up to now, they are.'

"Hey, shitheads," Levi growled, "Who's the tall looking dumbass behind Eren?"

Eren perked up, "Oh, you are talking about Bertolt, sir? He's our friend from the 104th training class."

Jean hesitantly offered after the captain's glare intensified, "Bertolt Hoover who ranked third overall and he always hangs around Reiner Braun, who is one rank above him?"

Levi's tone was rigid as he motioned for Hange to write that down, though it wasn't needed as the scientist was already doing that, "I see."

"Why does he want to know about Bertolt?" Armin wondered softly to Eren.

Eren nervously rubbed his head, "Well...Bertolt's kinda tall and the Corporal's kinda...uh…you-know-what-I-mean-Armin...so I think he's...uh...jealous?"

Levi was too wrapped up in his own thought to care about his charge's comment.

"U-Um, excuse me!" Armin spoke up, hands gripped Eren's jacket tightly. "Th-The person who took my futon should be here—" he sneezed.

"Futon?" Hange looked up. "Come to think of it, wasn't Levi walking around with one earlier, right, Mike?"

Mike snorted in response. Eren grinned, "Then please call this Levi person in!"

"Oh, if that's what you want, then...here you go!" Hange placed a plastic bottle into Eren's palm.

"An empty plastic bottle?"

"Uhhhh…." The recruits trailed off hesitantly.

"Oh my…" Petra trailed off with an amused smirk since she has a sliver of an idea as to where this is going. Her couchmates looked at her strangely.

"Well then, let's do it!" Hange grinned madly as she held out a combustible bin while the others stared on with various degrees of incredulity on their faces.

"Ah, sure…" Eren threw the bottle. It hits the edge and fell softly on top of the papers.

Almost as if the prayer has been heard, Levi slammed the door open and whacked Eren face-first into the trash.

Kuro laughed, "Summoning Jutsu: Magic Cleaning Fairy!"

Most people spit out whatever they happened to be eating as one and doubled over with laughter—either because of Kuro's comment or the scene itself.

"HAHAHAHA—HOLY MARIA THAT WAS EPIC!" Connie choked out.

"Y-Your face was straight-first into—GAHAHAHAHAHA!"

"C-Corporal was like—HEEHEEHEE—that one pizza delivery guy—!"

Levi, who was really annoyed by the fairy comment from Kuro, still managed to crack up a tiny, minuscule smirk.

Eren, on the other hand, was fuming visible steam but he couldn't speak up lest he risks the Corporal's wrath raining down on him.

"Eren!" Mikasa cried out.

"Hey, shit stain! Don't mix plastic bottles in with combustibles. You're supposed to ditch them in the recycle bin!"

His devil-may-care attitude only serves to make them howled harder.

"Hey, Levi! Your slap is in excellent form, as usual!" Hange grinned. "Just what we expected from the strongest man in the human race!"

Eren lifted his head out of the bin while still sucking on the plastic bottle.

"Canned it, Abnormal."

Mikasa was positively murderous in the background.

At once, they ceased laughing as they finally noticed that they had been too absorbed in their humor to notice that their own Mikasa was sporting the same expression as her TV counterpart.

Actually, scratch that, the real thing looks ten times more murderous than her TV-self.

'I knew it. This person is the strongest man in the human race.' Eren thought.

"That's my futon!" Armin said. "Please give it back—" He sneezed. And sneezed. "Why did you take—?" And sneezed some more.

"That's obvious. You don't need a reason to repair a damaged futon!" Levi sewed the hole in the futon and threw it to Armin's head.

"Ah~" Armin sighed in content. "It hasn't been this warm in years!"

Mikasa was still exerting 'I'll-kill-you-for-hurting-my-precious-Eren' aura in the background.

"He's stopped sneezing!"

Levi tsked, "He's out of it for five minutes and he catches a cold? I'd say somebody needs to whip himself into shape."

Connie commented, "If you put that futon on, maybe you can come to school starting tomorrow."

"Yeah, you should do that!" Christa smiled.

Sasha said, "I'm happy for you, Armin!"

"Yeah! Thanks, everyone!" Armin nodded.

"Levi!" Eren yelled, getting the whole room's attention. "Please let me join the Scouts!"

Christa breathes out a relieved sigh, "Thankfully no nerve-wracking decisions have to be made this time." Ymir smiled.

"Small mercies."

"Before that…" Levi looked at the room in disdain. "This place is a sty. Get to cleaning and I'll consider it."

'Wow. He really is a clean freak like rumors has suggested.' The recruits thought.

After all the cleaning was done, Levi questioned, "Now, you lot want to join the Scouts?"

Eren nodded firmly, "Yes! Please consider it, sir!"

"Do you know what it means to join the Scouts? If the school finds out, you will be expelled. As in kicked out, for good. Have you come here prepared for that?"

"We came here prepared!" Jean said.

Sasha agreed, "He's right! We care a lot more about our lunches than our transcript!"

"I want my mom's fried chicken back!"

"Now I feel bad," Connie mumbled.

Sasha concurred, "Ee oo."

"Then stop eating!" Jean scowled.

"Hey, chee-burg bastard, what about you? What's in this for you? It's an easy question….for most. What is it that you want to do?"

Eren breathe heavily, fists clenched at his side before looking up with pure unshaken rage, "Me? I want to join the Scouts….and slaughter every Titans that crosses my path!"

"Same as last time." Eren smiled.

Ymir snorted, "I'm more surprised that they didn't charge you with 'insanity' and hand you over to a therapist. I mean—you looked like a rabid dog ready to bite someone's head off."

"I agree." Levi nodded.

"So not cool," Eren sulked.

Levi's eyes glinted, "I see...Not bad."

The man moved before anyone could see him and slapped a piece of paper on each of their faces. "What are you—"

"Whoa!" Eren smiled as he saw the Wing of Freedom on the 'Approved' paper.

"You are in. I'll make you guys all members of the Scouts." Levi concluded.

"YEAH!"

Connie grinned, "This is so cool!"

"Just as you'd expect from a shadowy organization!" Sasha cheered.

Eren held up his badge, "Now we are members of the Scouts, too!"

"We already…" Christa mumbled.

"...belong to different clubs, though." Reiner finished off, but the others ignored them too caught up in the celebrating spirit.

"Annie's not there," Armin noted. "Probably because she joined the Military Police."

"You know...if the Scouts Regiment is a club, then what about the Garrison and the Military Police?" Eld wondered.

Gunther shrugged, "Probably those are clubs as well."

"WHAT?!" The group shouted.

"Oh, what now?" Eren grumbled. "Did their dinner got stolen too?"

'Notice: Eren Yeager, Mikasa Ackerman, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Connie Springer, Sasha Blouse; the following students will be put in the Wall Clean Up Club.'

"Wait...Wall Clean Up Club?!" Eren demanded, "Why?! Didn't we submit our club admission form on time?!"

The third years walked by and noticed the noises. "The Scout Regiment is unauthorized." Hange explained, "Don't tell me you seriously thought that the school would approve your memberships?"

"Idiots," Levi muttered.

The six of them can only stare in shock as Hange's cackles echoed throughout the corridor.

"NOOOOOOOO!"

Mikasa sighed.

"Idiots," Levi repeated.

Mikasa was still glaring at the screen; she can't start a fight with the Corporal because his TV-self was the one who hurt Eren, not him. It was pretty unreasonable to start a fight like that even by her standards.

"We haven't learned a lot of useful things from these videos. Not much future stuff." Gunther said thoughtfully.

'No, you guys didn't.' Erwin looked at the talking recruits, 'We, on the other hand, might have found the missing piece to our problems all along.'

"The food was great, though." Eren complimented, "It's been quite a while since I've had any cheese hamburg steak."

"Who's ready for seconds?!" Sasha exclaimed, already halfway to the fridge to get some more.

'Good day, Kuro here! How are you finding the episodes so far?' The text appeared on the screen again.

"Kuro!" Eren exclaimed.

"Ah, hello to you too, Kuro." Erwin nodded diplomatically. "The episodes are excellent and helpful as expected."

'That's good to hear. Anyway, I forgot to tell you guys one thing; the fridge operates by you talking to it and ordering what you want to eat. I want you guys to have a taste of what we privileged people ate every day, so yeah.'

"Thank you very much! We tried it out and the food was delicious!" Petra smiled gratefully.

'Oh, but you haven't gotten to the best part; I forgot that you wouldn't know what we eat, so I left you a menu in one of the cabinets. Do check it out and have a nice meal!'

The screen turned back to normal.

"Hey, guys! I found it!" Connie exclaimed, holding up a black leather booklet that said 'Menu'.

"Cuisine from another world, heh?!" Sasha wiped her drool on the back of Jean's shirt. "GIMME THAT TREASURE TROVE RIGHT NOW, SPRINGER!"

"HEY, I GET TO GO FIRST, DAMMIT!"

I'm really glad that the first chapter has been well-received. Thank you for the six people who reviewed. I'm not going to do the 'Abridged' or 'A Slap on Titans'; writing these things are tough, and when I'm done with this fic, I'm done. Also, I don't really like 'A Slap on Titans' that much to spend time making a fanfic out of it. And yeah, I wasn't too sure what their reactions would be upon discovering that man-eating giants were suddenly turned into food-stealing giants lol but then I decided that if 80% of the time Eren reacts with anger to every problem, then this might as well be one of those. Not too sure what you are talking about when you mentioned education, though, so I don't know how to reply.

After thinking for a while, I've decided that I might as well throw in the Scouts' reactions to future (read: our time) food and see where it goes. But probably a few episodes at a time; they still need to digest and chew (well, Sasha and Connie should have their own category). So yeah, feel free to comment suggestions on what kind of food you want the Scouts to taste in the menu.

OP CD are Opening song CD, by the way. I'm just keeping my options open here. I might give them, I might not. Who knows? On that note, I was serious about the idea of having them watching the OVAs (maybe not the No Regrets; Levi would kill them all before that XD). All of them are before the 57th Expedition so it won't break the 'you can't see the future' rule that I set up. But nothing is concrete yet. I'm just going to do the 12 episodes of AoT: Junior High and decides on the OVAs later. Just so you know, if I do finish this story, then you can look forward to at least one reacting chapter...and it's not from the OVAs. *grin evilly*

So how was the chapter? Please leave a review; I reread them all the time~!