It was dinner time.
"…"
Levi stood by the door to Irwin's room. He looked like a goddess, the light from outside reflecting his nice…back.
"Are you coming to dinner?" the goddess said.
Irwin sighed a deep sigh. Then he got up and walked over to his goddess. Levi's eyes widened as Irwin planted an alcoholic kiss onto Levi's cheek.
"Follow me, my lovely," Irwin muttered. "I have a speech to make to the Legion."
"Oh god no."
"That's an order."
And so, Irwin walked over to where mostly everyone had gathered for dinner. He heard whispers around him as he stumbled onto the podium.
Everyone's acting weird.
Perhaps everyone's still in a party mood after Corporal's birthday?
Probably, I mean I saw Mikasa doing a handstand on a wall.
That' snot too weird. She was probably training.
Yeah probably.
"Listen up!"
Everyone below him snapped to attention. Commander Irwin grabbed the microphone and lifted it close to his lips. He spoke softly.
"We are the Scouting Legion."
Sir doesn't look right.
He's probably just tired.
"We are the wings of freedom. We are humanity's hope."
Yeah, he's making his usual speech.
"THAT'S WHY WE HAVE TO TAKE A BREAK ONCE IN A WHILE."
The screech of air that came from the microphone blew everyone's eardrums to bits. Irwin held the microphone at a reasonable distance from his mouth.
"Today, I declare Annual do what you want day!" Irwin grinned at the crowd of people that looked up at him and looked up to him. It was great.
"We may have celebrated Levi's birthday just the night before but the following day shall forever be: ONE OF FREE WILL."
He's nuts.
He's not our captain. He's an imposter.
Yeah! Someone's taken over Commander Irwin.
Are you two bat-shit crazy? He's obviously just drunk.
"Oh by the way…" Irwin said. Then he threw his microphone in the air. "I'M GAY, BETCHES."
The microphone hit the floor and echoed throughout the room once more then Irwin jumped off the stage.
The murmurs grew and no one moved for a significant amount of time. Then:
"Let's have some fun!" Sasha yelled from amidst the crowd and held up a chicken drumstick in her right hand. Irwin watched proudly as she proceeded to grab Connie's hands and forced him into a waltz.
Slowly everyone began loosening up and started dancing. It was like a repeat of Saturday, but crazier. Good. Everyone honestly needed to loosen up some more. Irwin walked away from the scene.
A/N: If you were hoping this fic would have some kind of plot, I'm sorry. LOL. I might rename this to Annual do what you want day. Haha.
