"Offer up your hearts to humanity!"

The auditorium burst with the lively voices of hundreds of fans screaming in reaction to their commander's words. Petra sat, amongst the sea of people, atop Erd's shoulders anew. She had originally protested, but he pushed her a bit, stating that he thought she was finally living a little. At which… she had given in, in part to prove a point that she was living a little, and in part because it was invigorating to be engulfed by the energy of the room, to be able to see the full stage in clarity. As she sat atop his shoulders, the knot in her stomach grew, twisting and churning in ways she knew her organs were meant to move. She feared to be called on stage again, to have to face either of the two men that had most recently seen her naked atop a platform before a lively crowd of ants spreading as far as the eye could see. She was dressed quite more modestly this time; wearing a short, pleated skirt, with knitted leggings and boots –bows at the heels-, and the t-shirt that Erwin had given her at the last concert on stage, depicting his silhouetted image and name.

About midway through the first song of the evening, she really settled into the energy of the room, shouting and fist pumping alongside everyone else though she didn't know any of the lyrics. Erd glanced up to her from between her thighs, meeting her gaze and smiled, shouting something incomprehensible in the noise of the room up to her. She laughed a bit at him, not understanding a word of what he had said and went back to feeling the energy of the room. However, he didn't seem to mind, a laugh breaking his lips in response before shouting along with the crowd as well. It took but a few minutes for the stenches of people sweating, dancing, screaming and singing to really marinade to their full potential. But by then, no one cared enough to really notice.

Half way through the evening, Erwin did his little shindig anew, calling various people -specifically scantily-clad women- on to the stage, prizing them with memorabilia and/or tickets to other shows and events. A couple of women in, Levi's voice cut over Erwin's on the mic; an interruption that sent a large portion of the female crowd cheering upon simply hearing him speak.

"I'd like to see our sweet honey from last week on stage."

Erwin looked back to Levi, a bit stunned at his interruption, as drawing attention to himself was rather… atypical of him, but, he went along with it, collected as ever, leaning into his mic and calling out across the sea of people with a booming voice and an expression full of charm; Gunther pointing the stage lights in a frenzy to find the girl they were both so insistent on.

"Yeah, Honey. We'd love to see you up here."

Erd rolled his head back, meeting her honey gaze with his of sky with a smirk and she returned the gaze, giving him a firm shake of her head, 'no', which sent her copper locks tossing about her shoulders. He smirked and then nodded back to her and she shook her head back at him. Their yes-no game continued in tandem a while as Gunther directed the lights every which way in search of the honey coloured girl.

"Well, it looks like our Honey might not be in attendance tonight, Levi. She did say she was working this weekend."

"Tch." Levi scoffed at Erwin, who simply sighed and apologised to the crowd.

"I really thought I'd convinced my honey to join us this week."

"She's here!"

Auruo, not pleased at all with Erd's utterance as he preferred that Petra stay off stage at all costs, shot a glare to his blonde Erd, who returned it with a cheeky grin. Erd well knew that Auruo didn't particularly enjoy Petra's time with the flirtatious Erwin on stage, but he wanted her to live a little, enjoy herself, let loose. The lights automatically fell over them and Petra darted her eyes away, a pink tint filling her cheeks near instantly- as though averting your gaze when a spot light was on you would draw the attention away from you. Wrong. Erwin leaned further over his mic, singing out to her to request her presence at his side.

And with that, Erd made his way through the sea of people, to deliver her to her serenader.

"Aaah. So I see you truly do have a personal chauffeur, but who wouldn't melt for this sweet girl? Give me a hand, man."

Erwin leaned forward, snatching Petra from Erd's shoulders at which she squeaked in nervousness in response. Erwin only chuckled at this, holding her against his side as he strong voice poured into the mic, his chiseled face incredulously close to hers.

"So... honey, first, let's give a shout out to your chauffeur. What's his name again, dear? He was with us last week, was he not?"

The heat and colour in Petra's face intensified, and she stuttered out her "chauffeur's" name.

"E-erd."

Mike and Erwin chuckled in unison.

"What was that?"

"Erd."

"Well, everyone, instead of rewarding Honey this week, let's reward Erd, her chauffeur, for being so willing to share her with us. We couldn't have found her without you! Oh honey, how you had us worried you hadn't called in sick!"

Erwin tossed Erd a duffel bag, depicting the band's font logo, chock full of various memorabilia; signed CDs and t-shirts, bracelets, temporary tattoos and the like. Erwin leaned forward from the stage, kind of bro-fisting with Erd before returning his gaze to Petra.

"Well, honey. I'm flattered to have you up here this week, sporting the shirt I gave you, having called in to cancel your evening shift, but I think Levi might like to give you something?"

Levi shot his eyes from Petra to Erwin, his cold, charcoal orbs piercing his shitty band mate, angry with him for always playing things out this way. First, Erwin had taken over what Levi had said, flirting with the girl he'd called to the stage, and now, he was putting Levi on the spot.

"Well, Levi... anything? Or did you just call her up here for shits and giggles?"

"I'll make shits and giggles out of you." Harsh words off a sharp, aggravated tongue.

Mike chuckled. He knew where this was going.

"Oooh, Levi. Hold on now. I know you don't like the spotlight much, but I think our crowd quite enjoys your presence."

The girls at Levi's feet cheered and screamed for him as he leaned into the mic, speaking with a sharp tongue and even sharper eyes.

"Well, Erwin, before you stole the girl I brought up here, I had intended to give her a tee from our line to match the one you gave her last week, so that she could replace your ridiculous face with my own."

Hange played a little beat on her drums; BumBumBaDum! Ching! to emulate the punchline of Levi's not-joke.

Mike and Erwin both looked back to Hange and laughed before Erwin continued, completely calm with and in control of the situation. He could sense that Levi was challenging him, and as such, would only push Levi further in response.

"Well, it seems that Levi has taken a bit of a liking to you, Honey. Maybe you should go pay him a visit. Although, I've got a few questions for you first, Honey. What's our band name?"

She went terribly red in the face. Levi must have said something to Erwin about how she didn't even know their band name the night she… you know, slept with him.

"W-wings of Freedom."

"Aaaand, what instrument does Levi play?"

"Eeee-h... a... guitar."

The crowd grew abuzz with noise. She had obviously answered incorrectly and Levi's reaction did her no better. His thin, charcoal eyes widened a bit at what she'd said; in utter shock. She didn't even know he was the bassist.

Erwin simply chuckled, pulling her waist closer against his own with a firm grip.

"Hmm... I think you might be a little under the influence tonight, Honey."

Again, the vocalist and keyboardist shared a good laugh.

"But, no, really. I think Levi, the guitarist, would like to have a word with you."

Erwin stressed the guitarist part as best he could, as if to further rub in to Levi that this girl obviously didn't care much for him; she didn't even know which bloody instrument he played. Levi gritted his teeth in anger at his shitty band mate, who released Petra from his grasp, sending her off in Levi's direction. Gunther struggled to keep up with the whole thing, directing the lights this way and that, slightly frustrated that they had thrown this on him so on the spot. As she was pushed forward, she half-stumbled into Levi, so red and nervous with the presence of the stage lights above her that she truly… thought she might feint. She could feel her heart tearing at her rib cage as she came to stand next to him, meeting his gaze.

Levi looked to her, piercing her honey eyes with his of stern stone, taking in her more natural look. Whilst Levi appeared none too bothered now that she was here, her head was reeling; she cursed Erd inwardly for offering her up when she had so explicitly said no. The lights caused dots of sweat to bead on her face and brow and her feet suddenly ached with a need to shift in place; likely in nervousness. His small, cold eyes pierced hers, and he tossed her a t-shirt; one from the same line as the one she was already wearing, but featuring Levi's silhouette applying a cravat in place of Erwin and his bolo tie.

She half stumbled to catch the tshirt in her arms, and he nodded his head upward to her. She stood there awkwardly for a second and then unfolded it, awkwardly pulling it on over the one of Erwin that she was sporting. She blushed a bit, darting her eyes away whilst the crowd cheered. They seemed to enjoy this strange battle of the bandmates. Erwin looked to her, and feigned emotional trauma.

"Oh, honey, how I thought you were mine. Well, we all know whose you were first and whose shirt you wore first."

Levi looked to Erwin, scoffing with a slight furrow to his brow. Fuck this shit. Erwin often fucked with Levi on stage, and oh, how he hated it. Erwin would act charming as shit later and make faux-charmingly, cheeky, snide comments about how he didn't understand why Levi would be so upset; he had just been sharing the presence at their concert.

Levi shot Erwin a look that read, 'fuck you' in every sense of the phrase and in an act of defiance, pulled Petra to him, kissing her square on the lips. Maybe he'd called her honey first, but she was all Levi's. And why was he so drawn to her? Levi didn't even question it, but in reality, did he even know?

The crowd screamed and cheered and Petra screamed inwardly, though not for the same reasons; she felt her body temperature skyrocket; she thought she might feint. As his firm lips pulled back from hers, his straight-faced demeanor caught her off guard, and she blushed further, pulling back from him. He seemed hardly phased with his current actions, but it was truly so hard to read him. Why would he think what he had just done was so weird? As socially awkward as he was and taking into consideration the fact that they'd previously slept together just this week, it never crossed heris mind that she would be so shaken up over it.

She felt he was piercing her with his gaze, straight through her heart, straight through all cognitive control. Why had he done this? And on stage of all things? He had seemed so much more down to earth before. Erd laughed from the crowd at the sight, though Petra couldn't hear him through the other fans' cheers and screams. Both she and Erd knew that they would have quite the irritated fanboy to calm later. Auruo would shout about, calling his once-idol an idiot, a fool, an anything-negative-he-could-think-of. He would insist that she never went on stage again, and was always by his and Erd's side; mostly his. For weeks she would have to deal with things that Auruo hated reminding him of this evening, but that wasn't on her mind at the moment. No, the only thing on her mind was this strange kiss she'd just shared with this guy that so entranced her at a concert of a band she didn't even know the name of just last week and—her head was spinning.

She felt so entranced by this once-random guy she'd given her virginity to. Levi stared her down, collected and in-charge, dominating her with his eyes. In his opinion, this more natural look suited her better. He loved the colour of her lashes and preferred them without the cake of dark makeup from last week; he wanted nothing clouding the honey of her eyes. Petra and Levi's semi-intimate gaze was only broken by the boom of Erwin's voice. He was impressed, that was for certain, though he wouldn't let in on; he always portrayed himself calm and collected. The blonde vocalist ushered Petra back over to him.

"Well now, that was quite the show, wasn't it, folks? Levi, you might have some explaining to do to Honey's chauffeur. They seem quite close. Though truly, we love all of you...-"

A large portion of the female population screamed out, cutting off Erwin's utterance, cheering and shouting, jumping, filling the room with giggles and squeals. After a few seconds, their outburst died down and Erwin calmly continued his speech to the populace at his feet.

"I just hope you won't expect us to give you all the treatment Levi's just given our honey. Zoe would have quite the job with all the guys here."

A hoard of men and a few women screamed excitedly for Hange who waved her drumsticks about from the back of the stage, belting out without a mic over the crowd.

"Already taken!"

Erwin looked back to Hange and chuckled a bit. Somewhere backstage, a worried Moblit felt a nervous knot build in his stomach at the sound of her voice and then felt his face heat at Hange's utterance; stopping his frenzied runaround in its tracks: uncertain if Hange had meant him, and if she had, if she was about to take this further by calling him on stage. No. No, maybe she had someone else—this thought was worse. It killed him. This caused the knot in his stomach to expand ever further. He loved that crazy, upbeat drummer girl. Sure, she often gave him half heart-attacks with her antics, crazy ideas and excessive use of Sriracha on all things edible, but he loved that crazy drummer girl. He felt his anxiety ever grow, awaiting the show to move on and luckily for him and for Petra, Erwin decided it was time to end the honey coloured girl's stage fright.

"Well, it seems like we've traumatized you enough, Honey. Let's get you back to your knight in shining armour. Although, first, we'd like to ask Honey, got a real name?"

She went crazy red in the face and glanced back over to Levi, who seemed interested in her answer to this question as well. Erwin took her chin in his hand, pulling her face closer to his and whispered over her in to the mic anew.

"What's your name, Honey?"

No. She couldn't answer. No. She wouldn't answer. She was so so nervous and the double-layered t-shirts did her rising, nervous temperature no better. She stuttered out, holding the hem of her skirt in her hands in anxiousness as she tried to avert her eyes from Erwin's gaze; a near impossible task.

"H-honey."

Mike laughed and Erwin smirked, a playful glint crossing his azure gaze.

"I doubt it. Though I'm glad to know you've taken such a liking to the name, honey. Let's ask your boyfriend down here. Erd, what's our honey's real name?"

Erwin leaned forward, lending Erd a hand, with which he pulled himself on to the stage. Auruo became enraged: his two best friends were on stage at the concert of their lifetime, the girl of his dreams having been kissed by the guy he ONCE idolized, Erd having just been called Petra's boyfriend. Petra could only imagine Auruo ripping his Levi shirt from his body in one foul swoop -the threads splaying at the seams in his fury- to detox himself of his once idol that had ruined his life.

Auruo's frenzy was broken only by Erd's words.

"Hellooo~, ladies!"

Erwin chuckled and several women screamed for Erd, likely only because he was a fairly attractive guy on stage next to Erwin, his flippy, blonde ponytail pinned at the back of his head, a coquettish grin on his face. He sported band memorabilia, just like every other fan here, but wearing it on stage felt all the better. Erwin leaned over to Erd, placing one hand on his shoulder.

"So, Erd. Now that you've introduced yourself, I'll assume the two of you aren't a thing, but what's our Honey's name?"

Erd looked to Petra and smirked and then, dropped the smile, suddenly feeling awful for her. He wanted her to live a little, but not so much so suddenly that she hated the living part of it. He rubbed the back of his head nervously and then leaned over the mic in response.

"Well, like the true gentleman I am, I will leave her to reveal it herself in time."

Erwin laughed and nodded, eyes closed, smiling quite genuinely.

"Well, challenge accepted then, dear Honey."

The crowd roared with squeals and laughter and Erwin glanced back to Levi, a grin plastered over his face, which Levi returned with a scowl that read, 'fuck you'.

"Well, Erd, if you'd be so kind as to take our Honey back to her place, I think we have a few more songs to play."

Erd nodded out to the ladies a final time, giving a two-fingered salute-like wave off his blonde crown, causing the women to giggle and scream for him; oh, how he loved this. He then plopped himself to the ground offstage into the sea of stenches, holding his arms out to catch his jumping Petra. He didn't expect her to descend in her heeled boots without assistance. She glanced down at him nervously and then sort of plopped herself off, into his arms bridal style with a squeak as the air rushed from her form upon landing. He smiled down at her and then sighed lightly, a wide grin on his face, the next song starting as they made their way back to the last of their trio; enraged as enraged could be.