"This doesn't seem like such a good idea…" Armin trailed off.

Of course, they didn't listen to Armin.

The next minute, the five boys creeped out, praying that that they wouldn't be caught.

Meanwhile, Jean and Marco reached the stables. It smelt of old hay and sweat.

"Will you tell me what we're doing here?" Marco interrogated.

Jean took a deep breath and sighed.

"I need you to do me a favour…" he motioned to Marco to come closer to one of the chestnut horses.

Jean stood right beside it his face close to the horse's.

"Does my face look like this horse?!" he sputtered.

"Huh- What?!"

"You called me out here for this?!" Marco was close to edge.

"Please, just please help me…"

Marco could sense the agitation and pain in his voice.

"God, the things you get me into…"

"Thank you," he whispered.

What the duo didn't realize was that five boys had just creeped in with them. I dunno how they didn't notice, but the five were quite lucky.

They tiptoed their way behind a bale of hay.

"What are they-" Connie started.

"Shhh!" the rest of them shushed Connie up.

"Okay, stand close to the horse I guess…" Marco fumbled.

Jean leaned his face next to the sleeping horse, which was a relief, considering that it would have kicked him otherwise.

Marco furrowed his eyebrows, closely examining the two.

"Well… you, see…" Marco sounded hesitant.

"Well? Spit it out!"

"There may be a small resemblance…"

Jeans face immediately fell.

"But don't worry! It's not at all noticeable!" Marco tried to cheer up his dejected friend.

Behind the hay bale, you could hear the faint laughter of the boys.

"Oh god, did you hear him?" Eren was having little laughing fits which Armin kept hushing.

"They're gonna find us!"

"Wait, there's more." Bertholdt said.

The boys cautiously peered out from the side of the bale, just in time to see quite the odd sight.

In front of them, they could see Jean, their comrade, busting out a variety of poses and moves.

"If I pose like this then do I look like it?" Jean struck out his hips, and crossed his arms.

"Jean-"

"Marco, I need you to be honest. I need to find a pose that'll make me look less horse-like."

Marco sighed. "That's ridiculous."

"So, do I?"

"Well, if you at it from this angle.."

This, was enough to make the boys crack up. They would've been found if Armin hadn't shushed them.

"Oh, this is gold!" Eren could barely hold it in

"Damn Jean! You sure know how to shake booty." Reiner chuckled, as Jean now struck another pose, this time his butt sticking out. Connie looked as if he walked in on an old lady showering.

This went on for another hour, each pose getting more ridiculous than the other.

Finally Jean had to call it quits.

"See Jean? You don't look like a horse. You only had 29 out of 59 that made you somewhat resemble…" Marco trailed off.

"Well, those idiots were wrong! They must be jealous of my good looks." Jean thought.

Jean wrapped his arm around Marco's shoulder as the two of them began to walk off.

"Are they gone?" a frightened Armin asked.

"Yeah, yeah." Connie replied.

The boys were clearly winded out of all of that silent laughing.

"I guess we should head back."

They slowly crept back to their cabin, and snuck into their bunks.

"I don't know how I'll be able to face you tomorrow morning Jean." Armin thought with a small smile on his face.

The five boys fell asleep, finding themselves enveloped in strange dreams (guess what they were about =D).

"Damn that horseface," Eren muttered in his sleep.