( I don't own Shingeki no Kyojin. I love Halloween, so I just had to. ouo)
Halloween had arrived sooner than expected. The air was chilly, and there were decorations decorating one house to another of ghosts, pumpkins, skeletons, the works.
Eren had the perfect costume.
This year, he was going to go as a zombie, and he had the perfect makeup, which Mikasa promised to help him with. That left him wondering what Levi was going to be.
What better way than to ask?
From: Jaegerbomb
To: Ravioli
What are you going to be for Halloween?
Not two minutes later did he recieve an answer from the other.
From: Ravioli
To: Jaegerbomb
It's a surprise. I'm busy, Eren.
From: Jaegerbomb
To: Ravioli
With?
From: Ravioli
To: Jaegerbomb
Chores.
Eren left it at that, and shoved his phone in his pocket without bothering to reply. He didn't waste another moment before plopping down in the chair at the computer in the living room, instantly opening up the web browser to look up the best ways to make a zombie costume look terrifying.
The green-eyed teen was torn between testing it out early, or leaving it to the last moment so he wouldn't waste supplies.
He looked at the time on the screen, which read 7:49. Mikasa would be home soon. He shrugged and stood up, heading to the kitchen, for he'd just ask her for her opinion when she returned.
Lazily shuffling into the room, skin prickling from the sudden switch from carpet to cold tile as he went to the cupboard, retrieving a bag of chips to munch on.
Chewing on the junk food loudly, he headed to the living room once again, planting himself comfortably on his couch. His phone buzzed in his pocket, tearing his attention away from the T.V. screen. Eren wiped his hands off on his pants before retrieving his phone.
From: Ravioli
To: Jaegerbomb
Did you cut off your fingers or something?
Eren took a moment to process the meaning of that.
From: Jaegerbomb
To: Ravioli
You said you were busy, so I thought I'd leave you alone.
From: Ravioli
To: Jaegerbomb
I didn't tell you to stop talking to me.
From: Jaegerbomb
To: Ravioli
You said you were busy. How am I supposed to interperet that, Sir Ravioli?
From: Ravioli
To: Jaegerbomb
I swear to God, Eren.
Said male snickered to himself at the other's response to the little nickname.
From: Jaegerbomb
To: Ravioli
Not one for pet names, now are we?
From: Ravioli
To: Jaegerbomb
Shut up, you half-brain moron.
Eren noticed that his face began to feel sore, finding that he began to grin like a fool at the other's antics.
From: Jaegerbomb
To: Ravioli
That is a bad pet name. That is a very bad pet name. I'm hurt.
From: Ravioli
To: Jaegerbomb
Get over yourself, brat.
Eren knew it wasn't anything of the hostile manner toward himself, though. It was just.. Levi's way of showing affection, one might say.
From: Jaegerbomb
To: Ravioli
Sure, Ravioli. Sure.
From: Ravioli
To: Jaegerbomb
Shut up. What are you going as?
From: Jaegerbomb
To: Ravioli
A tell for a tell, Levi.
From: Ravioli
To: Jaegerbomb
Talk about unfair.
From: Jaegerbomb
To: Ravioli
Look who's talking, Ravioli.
From: Ravioli
To: Jaegerbomb
EREN!
From: Jaegerbomb
To: Ravioli
Well look at the time it's about time for me to hit the hay! Goodnight, Sir Ravioli!
From: Ravioli
To: Jaegerbomb
EREEEEN!
(Sorry for long time no update, I've been tired, busy, and slightly disoriented. Forgive me please? ^^')