A/N: Ooo, Mikasa's story or...?
Song: Glad You Came by The Wanted
"Anything to say, Ackerman?"
She shook her head.
"You sure about that?"
A nod.
Levi glared at her, feeling sure that this was her brand of insubordination, but dropped the subject.
His eyes fell to the final piece of paper, widened, shot to the face of its author and then back to the sheet before his mind was able to process the words written upon it.
"Ackerman."
The observers flinched at his tone.
"Ackerman, my office. Now." He didn't wait for a reply, striding from the group as soon as his order was given.
"Mikasa," Eren hissed. "What did you write?!"
The dark haired girl gave no verbal reply, choosing to shrug as she stood. Her face betrayed no hint of fear or surprise. Her countenance led the others to wonder if she'd already known what the corporal's reaction would be; was she resigned to her fate?
They could do nothing but watch as she trailed after their leader.
"Oh damn, she's in for it." Jean stared after the pair, apprehension visible in his stance.
"I wonder what she wrote?" Sasha questioned.
"Probably something about causing heichou injury," Eren answered.
Connie nodded. "If that's the case she'll likely be shoveling horse shit for the rest of her life."
Armin kept his thoughts to himself.
A/N2: Next chapter will be rated 'M' so I'll be changing the story rating. Follow so you can get notice of the update!