Hello hello! Awinx here! Finally, another chapter! Hope you enjoy it, and be prepared to meet my third OC! Enjoy while it still lasts!
It was an ordinary day at Junior High. Students studying and chatting. There are also some students which tend to make love all over the place, like Hannah and Franz. Mikasa, Jean, Janessa, Sasha, Saoirse and Connie were surrounding Eren's desk to chat with him about his bravery against the Colossal Titan a few days ago.
Hannah and Franz were bonding near them. "We get to watch a DVD today!" she squealed.
Franz chuckled. "Fun!" he replied.
Sasha was eating a box of pocky. She stuck three pocky sticks in her mouth and munched happily. She looked at Eren. "That's kind of weird," she said, looking at the seat next to him, which was empty. "Whoever sits at that desk never shows up."
Eren leaned his head on his hand. "Huh?" he looked at the seat. "Oh, Armin? Poor guy really hates the cold. So during the winter he just stays home."
Saoirse nodded along. "He gets chills every time he's exposed to coldness, he just shivers really badly," she explained.
Connie leaned his head. "But it's already spring," he pointed out.
"How long is it gonna be to come to school?" Jean asked.
Janessa crossed her arms. "If he stays at home forever then he would retake the semester," she said. "Otherwise he would repeat this year."
Mikasa piped up. "He needs to start thinking about his attendance record," she said.
Eren stood up and pushed his chair back to where it was. "Wonder if he's okay," he said. "Let's drop by and check on him after class."
"What's going on?" The roaring voice of Keith Shadis demanded the group. Compared to an old man's temper, he seemed scarier. The students turned to see a not-so-good-looking Keith staring daggers at them.
"Mr. Keith!" Eren gasped.
Sasha hurriedly gobbled the pocky sticks before Keith could punish her again. The other students saluted. She swallowed it and groaned, completely bloated.
"Care to explain why you kids are the only students who haven't sign up for a club yet?" the teacher demanded.
"Oh, right," Eren said. "Sir, is there a club dedicated to beating up titans? Cause I would join that in a heartbeat."
"Same here, sir," Saoirse agreed.
Sasha turned to them. "Well that was certainly an Eren response," she said.
Keith was not approved. "Eren Yeager!" he called.
Sasha and Eren cringed at the tone of Keith's voice. He didn't like it at all. "You and the absentee Armin Arlert went to the same elementary school, correct?" Keith asked.
"Uh, yes sir!" Eren answered.
"Good!" Keith said. "I expect you to collect his club submission form by tomorrow. If you fail, i'll put him and the whole lot of you in whatever club I damn will feel like! Is that clear?"
Eren looked like as if he was staring at a dismembered body.
"You guys are buying meat buns, right?" Saoirse asked while shopping with Eren and Mikasa for Armin.
Eren nodded as he handed the coins to the counter lady. "These are for Armin," he said. "Hopefully he won't refuse to come out just to eat it for his sake."
The counter lady smiled and handed him his change. "Thank you for stopping here, kiddos," she said. "Come back soon!"
The trio walked to the door and they slid open. The man noticed them leaving. "Thank you, come again." he said.
They walked out of the convenience store and Eren looked at the plastic bag full of meat buns and drinks. "Meat buns and omazaki," he mentioned. "If a grub bag of these doesn't get him out of the house, nothing will."
Saoirse nodded happily. "Hope he likes it!" she said.
However, what the trio didn't know was that a titan was watching them from above the convenience store, hungry and thirsty for food. Titans stole food a few days ago, but never imagined it would happen again shortly for visiting a sick friend.
The trio eventually decided to stop by their house to pick up something. Saoirse ran to her house and Eren and Mikasa went to theirs. They rang the doorbell of their home.
"Hello!" Eren called out.
Suddenly, a large shadow loomed over them, it was so big, it even reached Saoirse. The three friends looked back in time to see the titan grab the meat buns and drink from Eren's grasp. It was happening once again, and this time, Eren was not willing to give up like last time. Saoirse ran to them.
"Oh no! The food!" Saoirse exclaimed.
"He took the meat buns!" Eren said and ran in front of the titan. "You monster!"
"Eren! Wait!" Mikasa and Saoirse called out in unison. This isn't gonna go well like last time. They both watched as Eren attempted to fight the titan again to get back their food.
The titan smiled and mockingly raised up the meat buns to make it much harder for Eren to reach. "Give them back right now!" he shouted, running towards it. "They don't belong to you!"
The titan grabbed Eren. He tried to free himself from the hand's grasp, but it was no use. The titan was stronger than the boy was. "Let go off me you filthy titan!" he demanded. "Or taste my iron fist!"
He tried to punch him, but his blows were too fast and small to even hit a big hand. Mikasa and Saoirse grew worried by the minute. This wasn't supposed to happen. They just wanted to visit Armin, but fate decided to have a titan chase them down and grab the meat buns from under their noses.
"At this rate, the meat buns are gonna get cold," Mikasa mumbled.
"This isn't gonna end well," Saoirse replied.
Suddenly, in the corner of their eye, they saw a flash of black head towards the titan with something in his hands the girls couldn't make out what it was. The figure jumped off and he slapped the titan's neck. The titan let go of Eren and the meat buns. He screamed as he fell down the ground.
"Eren!" Mikasa and Saoirse cried out in unison. Mikasa held out her arms and Eren landed on them. The bag landed on his head as well. Whoever saved them, they were really thankful it was over. They saw the titan fall down and he was knocked out cold by the item that the figure used. It looked like paper swords. The weight of the titan was really high, when he fell, smoke practically formed and went out a few seconds later.
"Who is that?" Mikasa asked upon seeing the figure when the smoke cleared.
Saoirse scrunched her face. "Huh, never seen him before," she said.
Eren turned to the figure who landed on the titan. It was a he, and he was wearing the school uniform, holding two paper blades in both of his hands. He had a fountain haircut and pale skin, they couldn't see it.
The trio looked closely at the cloth of the student. "Look at that emblem," Eren said, noticing a small emblem on the end of his black cloth, it had blue and white wings. "The wings...of freedom."
Saoirse shook her head. "Whatever legion this guy's in, it better be good," she said.
"And that uniform, he's definitely an upperclassman," Mikasa concluded. Eren and Saoirse turned to her at the conclusion.
The man turned to them with a smirk on his face. He had a deadpanned look and gray, narrow eyes that stared at them like a hawk. The kids could have sworn that this man is ten times stronger compared to a samurai.
"Hey, you three," his deep voice called out to them. "This is the part where you tell me what's going on."
For an upperclassman, he seemed intimidating. Eren got off of Mikasa and wiped of the dirt on his clothes. "That does it," Eren said. "I'm joining whatever club this guy's in."
Mikasa looked like she had doubts, but not Saoirse. "Don't you see?" he said. "That's the home of all titan fighting skills."
Saoirse looked at the upperclassman. "We can finally have the opportunity to fight back," she said. "I'm joining too."
Eren faced her. "That's right, Saoirse," he said.
Without defense from any of them, Mikasa closed her eyes. "Then I'm gonna join it too," she mumbled.
Eren and Saoirse turned to her and looked at her as if she said that she was a vampire for a long time. "What? No way, forget about that!" Eren protested. "I'm not trying to drag you in. Don't follow us to our doom!"
Saoirse put her hands on her hips. "I usually agree with you Mikasa, but you don't always have to follow us wherever we go twenty four-seven," she said.
Mikasa closed her eyes. "No," she said. "But if I can help it, with me there, I won't lead you two to your doom. I just want to protect you also, Saoirse. Your my best friend."
Eren thought for a moment. "All of us together then," he mumbled.
The man who slayed the titan was busy drinking tea in the background the whole time. He held his cup in an unusual way and sipped it. He turned to the brunette boy. "Excuse me, still kinda waiting for an explanation here," he demanded.
"Uh, sir! Mind if I ask what club do you belong to?" Eren asked.
"Give us specific details, please?" Saoirse said.
"It's an official name its none of your damn business, cheeburg," he bluntly said.
Suddenly, they heard an old man patting the futon with a stick on the balcony. The four looked at him. "Cleaning the futon, the filthy filthy futon, ha, ha, ha," he sang. He continued to repeatedly slap the futon to get the dust out from the dirt.
"That's Armin's grandfather," Eren said.
"Does he usually pat futons like that?" Saoirse asked.
Mikasa shrugged. "Don't know," she said.
The titan slaying student stood up. He didn't like seeing the futon being cleaned that way. They guessed that he was a clean freak or something. "Hey pops, that is not how you clean a futon!" he called out to the grandpa.
He jumped to the balcony and landed next to the old man. He was not pleased, nor approved. "Hold the bitter like that you'll damage the cloth! Use a sideways motion!" he instructed.
He tried to grab the stick from him, but the old man held it back, completely oblivious. "What do you think your doing?" he asked.
"I'll show you how to do it properly!" he yelled.
Saoirse groaned. "What's wrong with this guy?" she said. "He may be good at slaying titans but he had to slay people who don't clean futons properly? It seems like he needs to jump into a lake if you ask me."
Mikasa turned to her. "Don't get too insulting," she mumbled.
Eren had enough nonsense for one day. He turned to Mikasa and Saoirse. "We gotta go see if Armin's home," he said.
"Agreed," Saoirse replied.
The trio walked away from the crazy scenario and entered their friend's house without a word about the crazy titan slayer who happens to have OCD.
They eventually reached Armin's room and they stood in front of it. There was a sign held up which said "Armin", with a cat picture in it.
"Armin," Eren called out to him. "It's us."
"We have stuff for you," Mikasa said. "Open up."
"Hopefully it will get you out of your room," Saoirse said.
"I can't!" a whiny man's voice called out from outside the door. The trio cringed at the tone of it, "If I step outside the cellar's cold with me, the constituition is too delicate!"
"Come on man, winter's over," he tried.
"Pull yourself together, dude," Saoirse assured.
He didn't open the door. "No your wrong, but your netherless," he said. "This world is hell. It didn't become hell, its been hell. We're all condemed, I just wasn't able to see it before. We're caught between the Siberian cold for low pressure system."
The trio began to lose patience. "I think he's lost his marbles," he mumbled.
"Maybe we should barge in or-" Saoirse suggested before stopping, realizing that using this won't make the situation better.
"Armin please, come out," Mikasa said. "We've got a bag of meat buns and omazaki."
At that moment, the door opened to reveal a happy Armin. He was wearing blue pajamas and has a pink futon over his head. He looked cute, possibly cute as Eren. He had blue eyes and blonde long hair. "Seriously?" he asked in a happy tone, indicating that he loved those food.
Armin's room was really hot. It had a kettle filling up the room so Armin's room wouldn't become to cold. He held up the meat buns and omazaki happily. "Ah, it's so nice and warm!" he was relaxed with his food and the temperature of his room.
Mikasa, Saoirse and Eren stared at him. Mikasa's face was practically red from the heat because of her scarf, so you could tell she isn't handling it very well. On the other hand, Saoirse was red as well and sweating ten times more than Mikasa. Armin forgot that Saoirse can't stand too much heat.
"Armin, are you okay?" he asked, clearly concerned. "Your not burning up?" he was the only one who could stand the heat.
"I'm good," Armin asssured.
Mikasa and Saoirse's heads were shaking, red and sweaty. They looked like they could burn up pretty bad and explode. Eren quickly noticed it and turned to them. "Mikasa, if the heat's bothering you that much just take your scarf off already," he said.
Mikasa heard him. "Ah, I'm fine," she denied. "I just need to open a window or something so we could get some fresh air in here."
Saoirse was panting heavily and slowly. Eren turned to her. "Saoirse, you okay?" he asked. "Do you need to go outside?
"No no no, I'm okay, I'll just hang in for a while I guess," Saoirse lied.
Eren shrugged. "Okay then," he said.
Armin cringed at Mikasa's words. "Please, don't!" he protested, hugging his futon and wrapping it around him tightly. "It goes through me even if I'm wrapped in my futon!"
Eren stared at him. "Not that hard to tell why," he said. "That thing's definitely seen better days."
He pointed at one part of Armin's futon, and the blonde boy looked at where he was pointing. It was had a tear and had cotton wrapped at the sides. "Oh no," he mumbled.
"Hey, it's not a big deal," Eren said, as if it wasn't important at all. "Just buy a new one."
Armin looked at him as if he was telling him that he should leave his home or something. "Impossible!" Armin refused, touching his teared part gently. "Me and my futon had been biggest thieves since I was a child. It's part of me, like an old trusted friend."
Eren sighed. Looks like things are gonna go his way.
"I'm sorry, it's ireplacable," Armin continued.
Suddenly behind him, the curtain swept open and it revealed to be the man who slayed the titan earlier. The four jumped in fright. "What the-?!" Saoirse exclaimed. "You again?!"
"It's you!" Eren said.
"What's happening?!" Armin panicked, unaware of the situation. "What's going on?!"
The man "tch'ed" and grabbed the futon over Armin. "Give me that thing," he demanded. He flew it over his shoulder like a cape and fled away without any other word.
"My futon!" Armin screamed, holding his hand towards the balcony.
"We can't let him get away!" Eren said, running out the room.
"We're right behind you!" Mikasa, Saoirse and a shocked Armin followed their friend downstairs, desperate to get the precious futon back.
"Wait for mee!" Armin shouted, falling behind.
The quatret ran out of the house, only to find nothing but houses surrounding the neighborhood. They stopped. "Anyone know which way he went?" he asked.
"I don't see him anywhere! We've lost track!" Saoirse said.
"My..," Armin sobbed, kneeling on the ground. The three looked at him. "The futon was my most prized possesion...cold days were cool and cradled me with delicious warmth..." he raised his head, tears flowing faster like a broken pipe. "What will I ever do without it?!"
Eren took of his jacket and handed it to Armin. "This will pull you through until we get it back," he assured.
Armin smiled. "Your a good friend," he said, putting it over his head.
"We know who's got it," Eren said, looking around. "Question is, how do we track him down?"
Saoirse put her hand under her chin and rubbed it. "Hmm...if I were that clean freak, where would I be?" she asked.
Mikasa glanced over to a spot and ran to it, and bent down. She picked it up and showed it. "Eren, Saoirse, look at this," she said.
The emblem of the wings of freedom was on her palm. It must have fallen off. "Woah!" Eren exclaimed, recalling the appearance of the emblem on the man's jacket. "That's the pin from the back of his jacket!"
"We should show it around school," Mikasa suggested. "Somebody's bound to know something."
"Good idea," Saoirse said.
"Your a genius!" Eren commented. "Let's go!"
Armin, Mikasa and Saoirse looked at him with determination. "Yay, a clue," Armin said, and sneezed.
The quatret eventually raced back to the school to find the man using the emblem. It just had to happened on the first day, because it just started with a simple titan attack and it all ended right there. They stopped when they saw Jean, Sasha, Janessa and Connie sitting on the bench, looking bewildered and shocked. What was going on?
Eren ran to them. "What's up with you guys?" he asked. "Don't tell me there was another titan attack!"
Saoirse shivered, looking around. "Hopefully not!" she hoped.
Sasha raised her head up from between her knees and cried. "I thought if I join the cooking club, I'll be able to eat whatever I want!"
"You stuffed your face with all the ingredients, didn't you?" Eren concluded.
Saoirse sighed. "Oh, bother," she muttered under her breath.
Connie spoke up. "I got recruited by the baseball club on account of my close cropped hair but-" he explained.
"How do they expect you to swing that bat?" Eren asked.
Jean went next. "I still got the soccer club and it was a disaster," he explained.
"They ought a ball so they'll know what you've been getting into," he said.
Jean sighed. "I don't know what's going on with this school, but I'm not a fan," he said.
Janessa cleared her throat. "I tried to join the art club but all I did was splatter paint everywhere!" she said.
"You seriously considered that as art?" Eren said.
"All the clubs are all like that here," said a voice that didn't belong to Jean or the others.
They looked to see Reiner, Bertolt, Ymir and Krista standing beside them. Bertolt was the tallest among them, he even beat the height of the teachers as well. Possibly the same height as a light post on the streets.
"Reiner?" Jean said.
"The Judo club's a total joke, and says the same thing about ban, titan's best be running the show," he reported.
The clubs weren't even that interesting because they were first years. They heard Armin sneeze and turned to see their friend, wrapping Eren's jacket tightly so not to get the cold surround him.
"So, who's he?" Krista questioned.
Eren turned to the others. "Oh, so this is Armin, our buddy who's been absent from school," he introduced.
Armin looked up at them. "Oh, it's so nice to meet you all-" he sneezed again.
The others looked at him worriedly. "Uh, is he okay?" Bertolt asked.
Sasha turned to Armin. "That's one heck of a sneeze attack," she said.
"Never got that type of cold before," Janessa said.
"Are you contagious?" Connie asked nervously.
"Don't worry, he's just acceptable to cold when he's not back with his futon," Mikasa assured.
Eren almost forgot to ask the question. "That reminds me," he said, showing the emblem. "Have any of you seen this before? We're looking for the guy that belongs to. He ran off with Armin's futon after taking out a titan in one blow."
Jean seemed interested. "What took out a titan?" he asked. "Yeah sure, whatever man."
Reiner crossed his arms. "No, wait, I've heard about this," he recalled.
Saoirse lit up. "Really?" she questioned.
"Really," Reiner continued. "Word to the great vine is there's a secret organization on campus that rebels against the titans. Their symbol is the wings of freedom."
Eren had sparkles in his eyes. His hopes and dreams had the spotlight for his head. "So your telling me that there's a club where you beat up titans?!" he excitedly said.
Mikasa, Saoirse and Armin were stunned. "Wow, he looks happy," Mikasa pointed out.
"Sure is his dream I guess," Saoirse mumbled.
"Guys, I have a feeling that's where my futon is," Armin concluded.
Reiner wasn't done. "There's more to it than that," he continued the little history. "A lot more. Rumor has it that the strongest man in the world in there."
Eren looked shocked, upon piecing together the man who saved the trio earlier and the details Reiner had given about it. It seemed to connect. "The world?" he asked. "That's really strong."
"Hell like me likes the sound of that!" Connie cheered. "Ha! My kinda club!"
Sasha looked at him in excitement. "Do think when we join, they'll teach us how to fight so we can actually keep our lunches safe for a change?" she asked.
Jean smirked. "Taking out a titan is gonna be worth serious points with the highest hotties in this school," he said.
"Hell yeah!" Janessa said, raising her fist up the air. "That's where I'm gonna be!"
"What's the club's name?" Eren asked. "I have to sign up!"
"Easy there champ," Reiner assured. "Like I said, it's a secret organization. It's not like they'll have a sign over their door."
The group eventually reached the location of the club. It had the Wings of Freedom emblem on the top of their door, and the sign that held above was read "Attack Junior High Scout Regiment" Like Reiner said, it's not like they'll have a sign over their door, but what had appeared to the first years turned out to be the exact opposite.
"Attack Junior Scout Regiment?" Eren read the sign.
"That was easier than I thought it would be," Krista said.
"I thought secret organizations don't put signs over their door," Janessa added. "Are we in the right place?"
"Yeah well, I was just going by what I heard, okay?" Reiner said.
"Do secret organizations usually advertise?" Ymir asked.
Jean leaned over to read the text in front of the door. "It's like a clubhouse, for elementary school brats," he said.
"Maybe whoever's telling you the details Reiner wasn't true at all," Saoirse said.
Reiner looked at her. "Don't jump to conclusions," he replied.
The so called secret organization wasn't secret at all judging from the appearance and the signs above them. At first they thought it was a cruel prank, but it seemed real, just different details,
"Honestly I'm starting to get a little discouraged," Sasha said.
Eren didn't want to give up yet and stood in front of them to make them believe his point. "What's wrong with you guys?!" he shouted, jumping to anger. "Knock it off, the strongest man might be in there! You wanna talk smack about his club when there's a good chance he'll hear us?"
As if on cue, a different voice called out from behind the door. "Will you kids shut up?!" the voice asked, obviously annoyed.
Eren turned to the door and it slid open. It revealed to be another upperclassmen, not the one he was expecting. The door only revealed half of his face to make the secret organization ten times secret. He wasn't expecting a bunch of first years standing behind the door who would beat up titans. "Why are you here?" he asked. "If your under the misguided assumption we're a secret organization dedicated to standing against up the titans discouraged you've wasted your time."
"So it's true?" Eren asked.
The student looked dumbfounded. "No, there's been some kind of mistake," he lied. "The existence of the scout regiment is shrouded in secrecy. There is no way a bunch of first year adults have heard of us."
"Your pretty much giving it all away," Sasha pointed out.
"No kidding, wow," Connie joined.
"It won't be that much of a secret if you spoil too much about it," Saoirse said.
Eren, who couldn't tolerate one more nonsense, he ran to the door. "Let us in! Please!" he demanded, opening the door from the other side, but the other student held it back to prevent Eren from fully opening to door.
Mikasa looked calm about it. "We're just looking for a man with futon, alright?" she said. "We don't want to cause any trouble."
The student looked displeased. "You have a lot of nerve! What makes you think we're on the habit of submitting whoever decides to show up on our door-"
Eren accidentally let go, causing the door to slide between the student's face and the wall, causing him to bite his tongue. He fell to the ground inside, his bleeding tongue exposed. Four other upperclassmen stopped what they were doing and glanced at their injured friend. The first one was a girl, which was the shortest. She had short face length ginger hair and beautiful brown eyes. The second was a guy and he was tall, having long hair tied and had a beard. The third guys was the same height as the other guy and he had black spiky pointy hair. The last one was a girl who had the same height as the other girl, and she was the prettiest out of them. She had fair skin, big blue crystal eyes and long strawberry colored hair with a curled end at the tip and a curled bang. She seemed to be the only girl who wore stockings instead of black knee length socks.
"Oluo!" the ginger cried out.
The four upperclassmen ran to their friend. The tall one with black hair held him up. "Who did this? An assassin?!" he panicked.
The blonde guy knelt down to his left. "Unbelievable! What kind of animal cuts a man's tongue?!" he said.
The ginger stood over his head. "The faculty's mark is for death!" she said.
The strawberry haired girl sat next to the blonde one. "Oh my, oh my!" she said dramatically. She had a sweet and cute voice. "This assassin must pay the horrible crimes for hurting such an innocent person!"
"Excuse me?" Eren called out to them. They all looked up.
"He uh-he bit his tongue when he smashed himself with the door I think," Eren reported.
The four gave a deadpanned look. The black haired one let go of Oluo and he fell, biting his tongue once more, with more blood spraying out.
They all stood up. "That checks out, Oluo bites his tongue an average around three times a day," he said.
The strawberry haired girl crossed her arms. "I usually don't insult people but I think Oluo should be careful with talking or wherever he was to avoid serious bleeding," she said.
"She's right," the ginger agreed so. "I'm waiting for when he has the decency to bleed out." she criticized.
Oluo stood up and wiped of the blood and tongue using a tissue. He pointed at the two girls. "Hey! That was not a nice thing to say!" he answered back and pointed at the first years. "I bit my tongue because these crowd showed up and demanded to be let in!"
The ginger was calm. "What can you do? They're first years," she said.
Taking it back, Oluo flipped his hair to make attraction and leaned against the window. "We are a shadowy organization that operates in secret," he boasted. "I don't suppose you first years can make an appointment, can you?"
While he was busy talking in the background, the ginger and the strawberry haired girls stood in front of the first years. "Hi I'm Petra, nice to meet you guys!" she greeted.
The strawberry haired girl fidgeted and waved weakly. "Hello," she quietly said, looking down at the ground.
"Who is she?" Krista asked.
Petra decided to do the talking. "That's Rosemary, she's extremely shy when she meets new people, but she'll become more open when you get to know her better," she said. "So is it true? You really want to join the Attack Junior High Scout Regiment?"
"Yes!" Eren said excitedly. "Least that's part of why we're here. We're also hoping to find the guy that wears this pendant."
He heard footsteps approach outside. When he turned to the window, a face came out of nowhere and plastered it on the window. It was a she, and was wearing glasses, with a demeanor look. Eren jumped back in fright and fell to the ground. He noticed Petra and Rosemary smiling, they seemed to know her. "Hi Hange!" Petra greeted.
"Perfect timing!" Rosemary said.
Hange kept still on the window, and another tall person opened the door for her. Hange's assistant stood next to them. He had a mustache and his hair covered his eyes. "It's Mike," the black haired one said. "Welcome back!"
"Hey guys, guess what I found...," Hange started. She raised her jar and twirled in happiness. "Fresh apply of titan and cool beans! Directly from the dumpster to the shelf!"
She stopped when she saw the unexpected faces in the room. "That's funny there are a lot of faces here I don't recognize," she said, looking at them oddly.
"They're first years! They came by to check us out. Maybe even join!" Petra said.
Hange lit up. "Really?!" her hyperactivity increased. She examined them one by one. "There's so many of them!"
Mike sniffed Jean, and the copper haired boy gave a shocked look. Mike smirked. Hange raised her jar towards Eren and placed it in front of his face. "That's so cool!" she cheered. "I bet you young lings went to join because your super into stuff like this!"
Eren looked dumbfounded. "Not really, no," he told the truth.
Hange couldn't contain her excitement. "There's no need to hide out your feel!" she screamed. "If you really want to dismember titans, all the name of better understanding of course! This is most definitely the place you want to be!"
Moblit, who was her assistant, he grew worried. "Hange! You'll scare them off!" he warned.
Rosemary smiled shyly and waved. "She's really like that," she told the first years.
Eren stood up. "What's the deal with this club?" he asked. "I feel like we entered into a nest of scientists. Still though, when you get wiped out, this people won't change. There's a reason why they call themselves the Scout Regiment."
Hange was busy entertaining the students while Petra and Rosemary smiled in embarrassment. For a club like this, there were serious and non serious people around here. The first years instantly forgot on why they were here. Armin seemed the be the only one who remembers. "Excuse me, but we're looking for the person who took my futon," he said, and sneezed.
Hange stopped ranting and looked at Mike. "Futon?" she asked. "Oh, yeah. I saw Levi walking with one a little while ago, actually."
Mike nodded. Rosemary's eyes lit up. "That's the guy! Yeah! Do you know where he is?" Eren asked, hopes high.
"If that's what your interested in, here," Hange said, placing a bottle on his hand.
Eren looked at it. "What am I suppose to do with this?"
"Go ahead! Do it!" Hange cheered, holding a trashcan at him to throw.
Saoirse leaned over to him. "Go ahead, Eren," she whispered.
With no choice, he shrugged. "Uh, okay," he said without hesitation.
He threw the bottle and it made a sound. The trashcan had a symbol which read "Combustibles"
Suddenly, Levi, the person they were expecting, he barged in and slapped Eren on the head with his paper blades, smacking him into the trashcan. "It's him!" Janessa exclaimed.
"Eren!" Mikasa and Saoirse cried out.
Levi stood over who placed the blades over his shoulder. "Hey, moron," he said. "Recyclables go in a seperate bin. You don't just throw a plastic in the trash."
Saoirse ran to Eren and helped him remove the trashcan from his head. Hange waved at him. "Hello, Levi!" she greeted. "Excellent form on the slap as usual. Then again, you are the strongest man in the world."
The two eventually removed the trashcan and glanced at him. It was Levi, really in front of them. They have found him. "Can it, abnormal," he said bluntly at Hange.
"I knew it had to be true," Eren said. "He is the strongest man in the world!"
"No kidding," Saoirse mumbled.
Mikasa looked beyond raged and looked like she could kill Levi. Armin stepped forward. "That's my futon he's got!" he said. "Why did you-" he sneezed. "Why'd you take it-" he sneezed again.
"Isn't it obvious?" Levi said. He was sewing the tear. "Since when does a man need excuse to repair his damaged futon?" He was done, and he bit the string to cut it and threw it over Armin, who recovered fast. His sneezing was gone, although Mikasa still looked raged.
"You made him stop sneezing," Eren said.
"He's at if for five minutes and he catches a cold?" Levi replied. "Somebody needs to get him in a better shape."
Armin looked relaxed. "It hasn't been this warm since years!" he relaxed.
"Congrats, Armin!" Janessa cheered.
"Maybe if he wears that thing he'll actually start show up to class," Connie said.
Krista piped up. "That's a good idea!"
"Way to go Armin! Good for you!" Sasha cheered.
Armin turned to his new found friends. "Aww, you guys, thank you," he replied.
"Levi!" Eren suddenly blurted out. They all turned to him. "Please let me join the Attack Junior High Scout Regiment!"
Levi stared at him. "Easy there, cheeburg," he said. "This place is untidy. Get to cleaning and I'll consider it."
It was noon later, and they gathered in the club. They finished cleaning and this was already the time. "So then," Levi started, holding the paper blade. "You really have what it takes to be a scout?
"Yes!" Eren said. "Please let me sign up, sir!"
"I need you to know that you fully understand the risks involved," Levi said. "If the school finds out, you'll be expelled. As in kicked out, for good. Are you prepared for that?"
Jean stepped forward. "Yes, we were born prepared, sir!" he said.
Sasha joined. "Hell yeah! We cannot let the titans pour our lunch away!" she said.
"I want my fried chicken, back," Connie said.
Janessa stepped forward. "Let's show the titans we are stronger than we look!" she said.
Levi seemed approved. "What about you, cheeburg?" Levi asked. "What's in it for you?
They all looked at Eren, who was facing down. "It's an easy question, for most," Levi continued. "What is it that you want to do?"
"For me...," Eren said, and raised his head with face of determination. It was true and he meant it; he was going to do it no matter how risky or dangerous the siituation is. "I wanna join the Scouts, and slaughter every titan that crosses my path!"
Levi stared at him and processed this. Then his eyes went narrow and he stepped forward. "Well played," he said. "Good enough for me."
He slapped every first year in the room with his paper blade, and the last one being Eren. They all got up and saw Levi kneeling down. Eren got up as well. "What are you doing?" Eren asked.
He noticed a paper on his head and read it. It was the symbol of the regiment and the words were written "Approved" They did it. They were gonna beat up the titans and save their lunches! Levi got up. "Good news, first years," he said. "All now official members of the scouts."
The others stared at their paper in awe. Basically what they were hoping had come true. The moment has come for them to save their dear lunches and beat up titans and prove they are stronger together.
"This is gonna be epic!" Connie exclaimed.
"Hooray, shadowy organization!"
"Hallelujah!" Janessa raised her paper up in astonishment.
Saoirse read hers. "Wow! I hope this isn't all a dream!" she said.
"I believe it's not," Armin said.
Eren raised the emblem up. "Ha! This is our choice! The Wings of Freedom belong to us all!"
"What about our other clubs?" Krista asked.
"We ought to be able to switch, right?" Reiner said. "But we still got some time."
The next day of school came. The group were happy to wake up because it was their first day being a scout. They are gonna protect their lunches at all costs and beat their enemies, the titans. The group decided to check their names on the club paper of the Scout Regiment club. However, an unexpected surprise greeted them. The paper read:
Notice:
Eren Yeager
Mikasa Ackerman
Armin Arlert
Saoirse Hillman
Jean Kirstein
Janessa Freud
Connie Springer
Sasha Blouse
The above eight students are to be forced to join the Wall Cleanup Club.
"Wait-!" Eren said, after reading the sign. "Wall Cleanup?!"
Their excitement just turned into shock after all. "What the hell?! We took in our submission forms on time!" he exclaimed.
"Is this some kind of stupid joke or some sort?!" Saoirse said, also shocked.
"It better not be a prank or they wish they haven't placed us in whatever club that is!" Janessa shouted.
Levi, Hange and Mike happen to be passing by the eight shocked first years. The first years turned to the three, demanding for an explanation. "The Scout Regiment is unauthorized," Hange explained. "Don't tell me you thought the school would approve your membership."
The eight looked baffled, dumbfounded, confused and frustrated. They wished somehow it was all a prank or nightmare, but sensing from Hange's explanation, it was clear that she was telling the truth. They weren't members at all- they just ended up being in a random club full of cleanups.
"Idiots," Levi mumbled.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" the eight students screamed.
Yay! Another chapter done. Usually a chapter takes two-three days to complete depending on the number of hours on the computer, but it will be all worth it. Hope you liked the story, and I hope you enjoyed meeting my third OC, Rosemary Halter! Fluttershy (MLP) Flora (Winx Club) and Nausicaa (Ghibli) where the combinations and inspirations for her. So maybe I should make special episodes. Awinx out for now!