Ah, sorry for the delay! My cold got very bad, and I couldn't concentrate on writing. I'll be overseas during the school holidays for the first week, and working two jobs for the second week, but if I get time, I'll write more on the third chapter.

Levi closed the door, and sighed, slumping against the cold wood. The house felt so lonely and empty without Eren bumbling around, singing whatever song was stuck in his head. A gentle nudge against his leg brought him out of his thoughts, and he looked down to see their Russian Blue cat, Amelie, butting her head against his leg. Thankful for the distraction – he'd rather not spend the day wallowing in self pity after all – he bent down to pick her up. She purred, and nuzzled into his chest, warm and soft against him. He sighed again, and, dragging his feet, he wandered into the silence of their bedroom. He gently placed the cat down on Eren's side of the bed, and moved to cuddle up with her, when he noticed Eren's cleaning clothes were still out, lying crumpled on the floor.

"You have got to be kidding me." Levi muttered, moving to pick up the dirty clothes. He froze, as an idea struck him. A smirk slowly spread across his face, and he turned to Amelie. "Hey Am, who's a good kitty." He crooned, and stroked her gently. She began to purr, and lean into his hand. He gently slid the headband on over her ears, and tucked it under her. Her purring didn't hesitate for even a second, and he pulled out his phone and took a quick photo. Serves you right for leaving me alone. Levi thought maliciously, as he opened his text messages to Eren, and tapped out a quick message.

I have replaced you with the cat.

He chuckled as a response arrived back almost instantaneously.

Rude, I thought I was your one true love

You were. But then you said you had Erwin

I was kidding!

New image sent

He suddenly found that he felt slightly less lonely, texting Eren as though it was just an average day at work, and Eren would be home for dinner in a few hours. He had almost managed to forget how lonely he would be for the next few nights. He curled up on the bed next to Amelie, and smiled at his phone as it chirped again to let him know he had a new text message from Eren.

They texted for around an hour, before Eren had to turn off his phone to board the plane. As soon as Levi put down the phone though, he noticed how quiet the house was. He sighed yet again – he seemed to be doing a lot of that, he had noticed – and heard it echo around the house. It just felt so… Big, without Eren. "I really need to stop wallowing in self pity." Levi murmured to himself, and he rolled off the bed with a grunt. Picking up Eren's dirty clothes, he dumped them into the washing machine, along with the other few items of clothing in the washing basket. "May as well get all of this done." He muttered to himself.

Knock knock knock. Levi jolted up from unpacking the dishwasher, and went to open the door. "Levi~ I know you aren't dead, hurry up and open the door!" Hange yelled, impatiently banging on the door again.

"I'm coming, glasses, geez. Didn't your mother ever teach you some manners?" He yelled back, yanking open the door as Hange went to knock again.

"Boop!" She grinned, as she tapped his nose. He frowned at her, and pushed her hand away.

"What do you want?" He grumbled, stepping back to let her come in. She strode in, beaming at him.

"Aww, don't you just make the perfect image of a housewife in that apron?" She crooned, pinching his cheek.

"Oi, stop it glasses. I'm not in the mood. Besides, you avoided the question, why are you here?" He raised an eyebrow inquisitively at her, and she gasped. "I'm not in the mood for your messing around."

"It's worse than I thought! Quick, to the living room!" She yelled, grabbing Levi's arm and nearly yanking it out of its socket in her haste to get to the living room.

"What the hell are you doing? Let go, you'll rip my arm off!" He spat, yanking his arm out of her grip. "Look, I would really prefer to be on my own now." He muttered. "I finally have a chance to clean the house up, without him getting in the way, or 'trying to help'." Hange could practically see the quotation marks around his comment, and she flicked him.

Hange looked at him with pity. "I don't think so. You really miss him that much, huh? Well, I'm just going to have to distract you then!" She smiled tenderly at him. "C'mon, just like old times. I'll even break out the old Singstar set I know you still have."

Levi flushed at that. "You know Eren made me keep it! Fine, go get it. Maybe that will stop you pestering me, you overgrown child." Hange laughed, and saluted him.

"Yes sir!"

"Hange?" Levi panted, after a dramatic rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody, encouraged by Hange's enthusiastic cheering and dancing. He really needed to calm down on the head banging too, his neck was starting to get a bit stiff. "I think we need a break. I'm about to starve to death, and I think we need something solid to break up the shit load of alcohol we've drunk." Hange flopped down onto the couch, and gave him a double thumbs up.

"Pizza sounds good about now. I can't be bothered waiting for you to cook something proper." She groaned into a cushion, voice muffled.

"Shit-for-brains, who said I'd be cooking anyway? I'm just going to order something." He growled at her, and jabbed her harshly in the side. She yelped, and jumped up, making room for him on the couch. Levi sat down with a huff, and raised an eyebrow at her.

"As long as we get something with a crap load of cheese, I'm good. And that hurt!" She whined, rubbing her side. "I'll have a bruise there tomorrow!" Levi snorted at her complaining.

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Extra cheesy chicken pizza, with a garlic bread and Coke sound good?" Hange nodded enthusiastically, and her stomach let out a loud rumble. Hange laughed, and Levi gave a slight smile. "I better hurry up and order it, before you decide that eating my furniture is a good option." Levi huffed, and picked up his phone.

"Levi?" Hange asked, rubbing her stomach gingerly. "I think I ate too much." Levi rolled his eyes.

"No shit Sherlock! You scoffed almost an entire pizza, plus half the garlic bread! You're lucky I ordered two pizza's!" Levi grumped, kicking her lightly. She groaned, and stuck her middle finger up at him in response. "Ex-fucking-scuse me? What the hell was that?" Levi asked, a note of warning in his voice. Hange sighed heavily, and stuck up the other middle finger at him.

"I'm tired, leave me alone. Can I stay here tonight? Please?" She wheedled. Levi dug his feet under her, and kicked her off the couch. She sighed, and curled up on the floor where she'd landed. "You know what? I'm so sloshed, and full, that I'm just gonna sleep here." Levi chuckled, and stood up wearily, stretching out his back.

"Just sleep in the spare room, you'll freeze if you sleep on the floor, idiot." Levi scoffed, back popping. Hange perked up.

"Thanks!" She chirped, and let out a jaw-cracking yawn. "Yeesh, who knew so much singing would be so tiring?" Her eyes watered with the force of her yawn, and she rubbed sleepily at her eyes. "Hey Levi? It's good to see you back to normal. I don't like it when you're upset, you mope too much. " She smiled sleepily, and trudged down to the spare room. "Good night." She called back, and gave him a little two-fingered salute before shutting the door. Hange usually kept a set of clothes and pyjamas at their house, for the various unplanned times she stayed over.

Levi smiled gently at the closing door. "Thank you." He murmured. "Sleep well."

Sloshed is when you've had a lot of alcohol (Aussie slang may slip in, if that happens I'm sorry, just ask and I'll give a translation). Also, I think that Hange is actually a thoughtful person, she just likes to have fun. I also happen to absolutely love Singstar, and a friend and I sometimes get it out for old times sake. It never fails to cheer me up!