Seven Minutes in Heaven Part 5
"You should spin," Christa peered up at Ymir as she answered for Hanji.
"You think so?" Ymir watched as Christa shrugged the heavy arm off her shoulders and walked over to sit on the other side of Jean-prompting Ymir to quickly wedge herself between the two. "I suppose I can if that's what you want," Ymir huffed as she leaned forward to reach for the bottle.
Snapping her wrist, Ymir sent the bottle into what seemed like an endless whirl. After what felt like hours, the bottle finally stopped. Ymir slowly lifted her head to meet with the trembling eyes staring back at hers. "The hell?" The brunette turned to shoot a glare at Hanji. "There's something wrong with your bottle…"
"I a-agree!" Connie yelped as he kicked the bottle away from him. "Isn't there some kinda rule that says you can only go into the closet once!?"
"No," Hanji answered flatly.
"Well, I am not going into a closet for seven minutes with that dope," Ymir grumbled as she pointed at Connie.
"Who the hell are you calling a dope?!" Connie shouted back, balling his fists.
"I think I made that clear when I pointed at you, idiot." Ymir stole a quick glance at Christa- noticing the way the blonde sighed with each insult directed at Connie.
"Ymir," Connie growled before standing up and marching to the lounging girl.
"You wanna fight, shorty?" Ymir stood up, towering over the shorter boy.
Connie pushed up on his toes but was still unable to meet Ymir at face-level. He cursed under his breath and dropped back down onto the balls of his feet.
"There has been a lot of fights tonight," Hanji noted as she watched the argument happening in the middle of the circle.
"I wonder why?" Levi questioned sarcastically.
"Ymir…" Christa stood and moved to stand beside the taller girl. "You said you would be nice."
Ymir let go of Connie's shirt collar and stepped back, searching for the bottle. Once spotted, she snatched it up and strolled over to Christa, setting the bottle on the floor and pointing it at the blonde. "Looks like the bottle has spoken," Ymir grabbed Christa's hand and guided her to the closet, slamming the door as soon as she and the blonde were both inside.
"Can Ymir do that?" Jean asked, directing the question to Hanji.
"Do you want to go and tell her that she can't?" Reiner questioned, laughing at the mumbled 'no' in response. "That's what I thought," Reiner continued. "She's our tough quarterback. I wouldn't want to mess with her."
"Yeah, yeah," Jean grumbled as he picked at loose strands on the carpet. Sighing, he glanced up at the clock, noting how only one minute has passed. "So, what do we do while we wait?"
"It's only seven minutes," Armin answered.
"Well yea I know, but are we just gonna sit here in silence for seven minutes?" Jean glanced around at the others.
"We could," Hanji began, smiling devilishly, "play a little prank on them for not following the rules…"
"Ymir," Christa crossed her arms and peered up at her friend. "You should apologize to Connie when we get out."
"Bu-I…. Okay…" Ymir sighed and leaned against the wall, mentally cursing the boy for pissing her off. "So…" She began, catching Christa's attention once again. "What should we do while we are in here?" The brunette raised her eyebrows and shot a flirty wink towards the blonde.
"I was just thinking we would wait until time is up." Christa began to focus her attention on a stray strand of hair that fell in front of her eye.
Ymir crossed her arms and let out a noisy sigh. She brought her eyes to study the blonde before her. Starting with the feet, Ymir slowly guided her eyes up Christa's body- smiling at her small yet toned bare legs then moving her eyes up a bit more to stop on the blonde's chest. She brought her finger up to her mouth, nervously biting at her thumbnail while she continued. The brunette shifted her eyes up further to Christa's pale neck then to her defined chin then finally stopping on those beautiful blue orbs she loved so much.
"Will you help me fix my hair?" Christa asked, bringing Ymir out of her trance.
"Sure," Ymir twirled her finger, gesturing for the blonde to turn around before she approached the small girl and slowly eased the ponytail band out of said girl's hair. She began to scoop up strands of Christa's soft locks, shuddering as her hand continued to brush against said girl's smooth neck. The brunette stopped her hand on Christa's neck, relaxing her hand to allow what strands of hair she had secured to slip through her fingers.
"Ymir?" Christa peered over her shoulder just in time to have a pair of warm lips pressed against hers. "Y-Ymir?!" She mumbled against said girl's mouth.
"Okay," Hanji whispered. She motioned for the others to start walking loudly up the steps before running over to the closet door. "Hey, you two?" She heard a muffled 'what' so she continued. "We're gonna head upstairs to try and find Twister. We will be back in a few minutes." Nodding at the mumbled 'whatever' from Ymir, Hanji quietly raced to her bed and snatched up one of her treasured dolls before shuffling loudly up the steps.
"What the hell is that ugly thing?" Levi cocked an eyebrow as he glanced down at the doll in Hanji's hand.
"Do not talk bad about Sawney!" Hanji clutched the doll to her chest and glared at Levi.
"Sawney…?" Levi scrunched his eyebrows down and crossed his arms before peering up at Eren- who happened to mirror Levi's stance.
"Oh!" Eren finally shouted after a few moments of tossing the doll's name around in his head. "You mean from that show about the titans?"
"Yea!" Hanji shoved the doll in Eren's face, waggling it in front of his eyes.
Eren squinted his eyes and tilted his head-unaware that everyone else had gathered around him, matching his stance. He tilted his head the other way while scratching at his chin- desperately attempting to conjure up images of the televised titan in his head.
Finally capturing a mental picture of the TV character, Eren brought his eyes back to the doll before him. The doll, he noticed, was simply a brown sack stuffed with newspaper with a green hairband tied around the top to give the appearance of a head. It had one sewn eye while the other eye, if it could even be called an eye, was just a small, horizontal black line drawn on with a sharpie. It did not have a nose and the mouth… Eren jerked his head back slightly, sneering at the poorly drawn mouth with the poorly drawn teeth to match it.
"Um, Hanji?" Eren finally spoke up, finding it no longer possible to stare at the hideous doll any longer.
"Yes?" Hanji asked, holding out the 'e' longer than needed.
"Er, doesn't the titan in the show have like hair and…"
"The hair fell off!" Hanji yelled as she pulled the doll back to her chest.
Connie and Sasha collapsed to the floor, grabbing at their sides as they shook with laughter. Reiner and Bertholdt made their way to the kitchen to sweet talk Hanji's mother into preparing some snacks while Armin offered Hanji a sympathetic look before turning to go and sit on the couch with Jean following closely behind him.
Eren allowed Levi to guide him away from Hanji. He listened to Levi whisper about how Hanji can get frightening when mad. The two made their way to sit across from Jean and Armin and quietly discussed with the other boys how Hanji's doll looks nothing like the titan from the TV show.
Hanji let out an exaggerated sob before shouting "Hey" to get everyone's attention. She waited until all eyes were on her before she began. "So, even though you have insulted my precious Sawney," she stopped to plant her lips firmly on the dolls cheek before continuing. "I'm willing to forgive you for now… For the sake of the prank." She walked into the kitchen, reappearing moments later with a broom and yarn.
"Are you finally going to clean your bathroom?" Levi questioned, eyeing the broom.
"No, Levi," Hanji griped. "This is for the prank. We are going to tie some yarn around Sawney's neck then tie the rest to the end of the broom and hold it in front of the door to scare Ymir and Christa when they come out."
"So, you are admitting that the doll is ugly?" Levi ducked, narrowly missing a book flying at his face.
"It's not that Sawney is ugly," Hanji whined. "It's just that the titans in the show are very scary." She nodded before busying herself with the yarn.
"I would have nightmares if the titans actually looked like that in the show," Jean whispered to Armin as he pointed towards the doll. He beamed as he watched Armin quickly place his small hand against his quivering mouth to muffle his giggling.
"Alright!" Hanji shouted a few moments later, holding up the broom with the doll hanging from the end. "Bertholdt, you will have to be the one to hold it since you have the longest arms." Hanji shoved the broom into Bertholdt's arms before turning on her heel to lead the others back down the stairs.
"W-wait!" Berthholdt called out as he ran after the others.
"I'm sorry," Ymir cried out as she pressed her hand against her mouth and fell back against the wall.
Christa softened her eyes as she walked towards her friend. "I knew you liked me, Ymir. But, I didn't know you liked me this way."
"Well, we've been friends for years, and you are really pretty and…" Her words trailed off as she felt a small hand sliding into her larger one.
"You are sweet, Ymir, and you are my best friend." She stepped closer to the brunette as she continued. "I think I like you too, but I don't want to rush this."
Ymir cupped Christa's chin, tilting said girl's head back. She brought her lips to the smaller ones before her and carefully brushed against them before pulling her head away. "Was that okay?"
"Yes," Christa replied, laughing at the loud 'Yes!' that escaped from Ymir's mouth.
Ymir, regaining her composure, cautiously lifted the smaller girl, grinning as the blonde obliged by wrapping her small legs around Ymir's waist. The brunette then placed a light kiss atop Christa's lips, gasping as she felt Christa's lips pressing against hers with more force.
Taking that as an invitation, Ymir parted her lips, allowing Christa's tongue to brush against her own. She slid one hand down Christa's back, stopping to fiddle with the waistband of said girl's skirt.
"Ymir," Christa spoke in a warning tone.
"Sorry," Ymir muttered against Christa's lips as she placed her hand back on the back of Christa's leg- again using both hands to support the small girl.
"They aren't coming out," Connie whispered loudly.
"I can see that," Hanji answered as she glanced around the dark room.
"Connie, go knock my clock over then run back really fast."
"Why me?" Connie whined before being shoved by Hanji. He raced blindly towards the direction Hanji pointed, stubbing his toe against a table in the process. He squeezed his eyes shut and swallowed a scream before limping to the clock. Pushing the clock down, Connie quickly hobbled back to the steps as he heard shuffling from the closet.
"This is it," Hanji whispered excitedly as she watched Bertholdt move the broom out, swinging the doll back and forth in front of the closet door.
"What the hell was that?" Ymir set Christa back down before moving towards the door. "What are those idiots doing?"
"Didn't they go upstairs?" Christa asked.
Ymir huffed and reached for the doorknob. Yanking the door open, she was greeted with something attacking her face. The brunette growled and grabbed the thing hitting her face before chucking it across the room.
"Sawney!" Hanji bolted towards the doll, ignoring the curses from Ymir.
Ymir peered around the corner at everyone standing in the doorway by the stairs. "What the hell are you all doing? Was this some kinda joke?" She moved her glaring eyes to each person.
"It was Hanji's idea," Jean mumbled as he made his way back to the bottle with the rest of the group.
"Hanji, what the fuck?" Ymir walked towards Hanji. She looked down at the ugly doll resting in Hanji's arms before she began laughing. "What is that hideous thing?"
"He's not hideous!" Hanji turned to grab another doll off her bed before returning to her place by the bottle with Ymir and Christa following.
"There's more?!" Eren yelped as he stared at the second doll.
"Of course! I couldn't have Sawney without Bean!" Hanji placed the two dolls beside her before turning her attention to Ymir and Christa-or rather to their laced fingers. "Have a nice time?"
"Would have been nicer if you all didn't decide to be idiots and ruin it," Ymir grumbled. She felt a light squeeze on her hand and looked down at the blonde beside her. Sighing, she shifted her eyes to Connie, mumbling a half-hearted "Sorry" before turning back to face Hanji.
Connie smirked. "Thank you for the apology!" He screamed, wanting everyone to know that she had apologized to him for once.
Ymir muttered a few curse words under her breath before looking down at the dolls beside Hanji. "So you said Sawney and Bean? Like from that one show?"
"Yes! Finally! Someone appreciates the dolls!" Hanji beamed at Ymir.
"Um, no…" Ymir shook her head, ignoring Hanji's exaggerated whines.
"You people just don't know how to appreciate the beauty of a titan," She dropped her head, allowing a devious laugh to escape her lips. "And, some of you will pay for that soon enough," She mumbled before lifting her head, returning to her usually chipper self. "Now then, let's get back to the main game!"
Sorry for the delay! Classes started and then writer's block happened..
Anyway, I'm not sure which pair will be next, but I think I will do two or three pairs from the reviews before doing the last two (or three) parts that I already have kind of planned out.
My bro Tehavengeh (Ai Enmaxjigoku shoujo) gave me the idea to add the ugly titan dolls so special thanks goes to her!
Sorry for any grammar errors I may have missed and as always I hope everyone enjoys!