Chapter 4: Viva Las Vegas
It wasn't until they were thirty minutes away from Las Vegas when the competition really heated up. Jean had just called Mikasa, saying, "You cuties better prepare to splurge on us, 'cause we're about to win this!"
Of course, Mikasa doesn't really care; all she wants is a nice bed to rest on, possibly two pillows or more so she can elevate her feet, and a trained masseuse. Sitting in a car for three hours really takes a toll on her back. Her thoughts about getting massaged are interrupted, however, when Eren gladly takes the phone away from her and, in his prettiest falsetto, coos, "Awh Jean, I know that I'm a cutie but you're the cutiest!"
Mikasa could hear various sputtering noises as Eren continues to make falsetto noises. Ymir laughs intensely, her tears shaped like bullets.
"Eren, what the hell?"
Eren simply replies, in falsetto of course, "Shut up, you know it's ~kawaii~," and proceeds to sing PONPONPON to Jean.
The lane next to them starts moving, while the lane that the Escalade is in is still stuck. Bertholt's car passes them, with Connie and Jean's upper bodies out of the window, giving them the middle finger salute. And that was it for Annie. Annie's face, which was initially jovial (well for jovial for her), instantly darkened, and she takes Mikasa's phone and hangs up on Jean. She then looks through her song playlist on her phone, rummaging through the long list and eventually stopping on PONPONPON. She was not going to let them win; first: because women rule, and second: because having to spend money on dinner means having to spend money on Sasha. Sasha will clean out her trust fund and her future generations' trust funds. Fully determined, she removes five identical black wayfarer sunglasses from her glove box and instructs everyone to wear them. She then rummages through her glove box again and pulls out her secret weapon. When she pulled it out, various gasps filled the car. She could hear Krista whisper, "Is that legal?" She chose to ignore her, knowing the full consequences of using her secret weapon.
Placing her secret weapon intact and ready for action, Annie looks back to her comrades, her hair flipping majestically. This hair flip was so glorious, Armin, a half a mile away, felt his heart being tugged. Annie stares at her friends; they all have the sunglasses on. "Let's rock those bitches."
Annie turns her secret weapon on, which is an emergency vehicle light meant for police cars. She also has the siren. After two seconds, the traffic made way for the black Escalade, reminiscent of when Moses split the Red Sea. Krista then pressed play on Annie's phone and increased the volume to maximum level, thus blaring PONPONPON out of the vehicle. The boys looked astounded as the girls (and Eren!) passed them; the Escalade's windows slowly rolled down, giving the boys a perfect view of their swagger. Armin stared at Annie, and he gazed at how perfectly her blonde hair contrasted with the black sunglasses. Meanwhile, Connie stared at Sasha, awestruck. The black wayfarer sunglasses covered her passionate eyes, the potato chip crumbs were evident on her lips, and Connie had never seen anyone more beautiful. It was only a split second before they rushed towards the glistening city of Las Vegas.
And that is how Armin, Bertholt, Connie, Jean, and Reiner (who slept through the entire event) will have to pay for dinner.
Once the winning team arrived, Marco helped them check in, and they decided to wait for the others to come. Marco, loyal as ever, decided to stay in the lobby to wait for the others, while Mikasa practically bolted towards the elevator and into her and Sasha's room, wanting to rest. Sasha sat on a chair and started looking for cheap restaurants, pitying her boyfriend. Meanwhile, Annie and Eren decided to stare and gawk at various art pieces; no one really knew, but the two shared a mutual love for art. They gasped at the plain artistic beauty that is the Wynn hotel. They shuddered; the art was so powerful, their goosebumps got goosebumps.
Marco called them once the others arrived. When the losing team came in, they looked depressed, especially Jean. Jean simply did not like to lose. Seeing Jean's sad face broke Eren's heart; he wanted to give him a long hug. However, he figured Marco would do a better job. The thing is, Marco didn't seem to notice Jean's expression; actually, it was almost as if Marco had ignored Jean altogether. When Marco immediately started helping the others with checking in, he never even bothered to help Jean with checking in. This caused Eren's heart to break even further, for Jean's face looked from sad to utterly despondent. Pitying Jean, Eren decides to come with Sasha to find the cheapest restaurant possible.
As Sasha and Eren were about to leave, Marco stops them and says, "Guys, no one is paying for anything. This is an all-expenses paid trip! So what do you say? Shall we indulge, or shall we indulge?"
Everyone, aside from Eren, Jean and Mikasa, who was in her room, cheered loudly. Eren and Jean uttered an awkward, "Yay." After that, Jean remained silent the entire night.
A/N: So I wrote all of these chapters in one night, so I hope they aren't too bad. Please review c: And whoa this was a short chapter.