"I QUIT!" Reiner roared, throwing down his outfit, and stomping away from the dressing room.

All of the cosplayers were in shock as Ymir sighed, rolling her eyes.

"Is Reiner's backup here?" She asked but everyone glanced around and saw nothing.

"Nobody? At all? Jesus Christ," Ymir sat down, holding her head.

It was the twentieth anniversary of the Disney movie Pocahontas and there were families who came to the theme park specifically to celebrate it.

If they wanted to see her—Pocahontas—they'd want to see John Smith, too, but Reiner quit because he was having a hard break up with his boyfriend and the stress finally got to him.

"What're we going to do?" Ymir asked as the makeup artists were working on her.

"I don't know," Hanji came up, frowning. She was the main Belle with Sasha as back up. Mikasa gave a sympathetic look as she was already leaving out the door as Mulan.

"Well, maybe we can get someone else to…" Sasha tried to cheer Ymir up but she shook her head.

"We can call his backup," Annie, the main Cinderella spoke.

"I—I can do it!" A voice quipped and they all looked back to the second-Cinderalla, Historia Reiss.

"But you're not a man…"

"And you're short…"

"But we need a John Smith!" Historia frowned.

Ymir had always had a big, loser crush on her co-worker. If she could be her John Smith and constantly snuggle up to her then she would make it happen.

"Why not? Disney is in the process of creating the first gay animation… I think this will promote it."

"But you two can get in trouble."

"Nah… Go ahead, Historia, see if you can find something that'll fit."

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"Listen to the wind, listen to what's inside, and you'll find what you truly want," Ymir spoke to a child who was excited to ask what they should be when they grew up.

"Thank you!" The child squealed, hugging Ymir's leg and then running back to their parents, jumping up and down excitedly.

Historia stood by Ymir's side, smiling as surprised onlookers took pictures of the female John Smith. Some families were giggling at it and others were grinning and sending their kids over.

"When are you going to marry her, John Smith?!" A boy asked as his sister hugged Ymir's leg tightly, screaming in joy.

"Oh, well," Historia smiled, patting his shoulder, "I think it's for her to decide that. Isn't it?"

Ymir smiled, hugging the little girl.

"Hm. When this is all over we should get married, John."