Flapping Of Wings
Summary: Random bonus scenes from It Takes Two Wings To Fly, mostly from the moment Eren and Levi reunited onward. Fluff, fun, slight non graphic smut, occasional angst, short. Not in chronological order.
16. True Monsters
"What happened last night?" A severely hungover Luka asked as he and Frieda tumbled out of their shared room at a random inn the four travelers had decided to stay in for the night when they got caught out in the middle of a snow storm. The weather of the northern regions of the continent was truly something frightening and neither of the teens was used to it. Well, technically, neither were their chaperones, expect for the expeditions they had once done to the northern regions of Paradis island and mostly Wall Maria, but they still had a better grasp of the bitter cold than the kids did.
Luka was a bit concerned about the fact that he couldn't remember much of last night, so he had no idea how he made it back up to their shared room, nor how he and Frieda had ended up in bed together, without a scrap of clothing on either of them. It wasn't hard to deduce what had happened and while Luka was embarrassed and a bit mortified for defiling a future Queen out of holy matrimony, Frieda was quite fine with everything and was pleased her first time had been with Luka, her longtime crush at this point.
"I wish I knew," Eren Jaeger said as he came out of the room he shared with his lover, looking barely any better off than the two teens where the hangover was concerned and that made Luka honestly worried for the man, because he can't even imagine the amounts of alcohol he'd have to have consumed for his heightened metabolism to be struggling to process all that alcohol. A normal man would probably be dead right now, but not Eren Jaeger. "But it looks like you kids had a good night."
"Very," chirped Frieda and Luka took on the colors of a ripe tomato. "Where's Levi?"
And Luka still, even after all these years, couldn't get over how casual the Princess was with the man he considered a mentor and teacher.
"Right here, you shits," came Levi's voice from behind them and they all turned to see him looking all prime and proper, as though his companions hadn't just barely regained their souls from the devil known as alcohol. "You look like you need to take a shit but the shit just won't come out. Are you sure you're not constipated on top of being hungover? Also, I can't believe you're such lightweights. Especially you, Eren. I expected better from your Titan liver."
"Wow, you really don't get drunk, do you?"
"And risk to pass out in a pool of my own vomit or piss? Not on your life, brat," Levi replied to Frieda's awed question before turning around and beckoning them to follow him. "Come on, I had the staff prepare us some hangover breakfast foods. It should make you feel better. And you're lucky enough that the weather is bad enough that we can't continue traveling today, so you get a chance to rest up and recover from your own stupidity."
All three of them whined their complaints at Levi's harsh attitude, which the former Captain ignored, but they all shut up and went as stiff as a board when they entered the dinning area, only to find it full of big, burly, crimson haired and bearded men, all nursing various stages of a hangover. All at once, recollections of last night flashed before their eyes and Eren looked to be seconds away from transforming right then and there, but Levi sent him a warning look and the Shifter forced himself not to start a fight. Instead, he followed Levi to a table occupied by one of the biggest, mot muscular men Luka had ever seen and the three watched in confusion as he nodded respectfully at Levi and carefully scooted over to make more space for the man who looked to be barely half his size.
As they sat down cautiously for breakfast, they learned just what had happened the night before.
Apparently, after a few drinks that had gone to her head, Frieda had boldly proclaimed Paradis supremacy in every way, especially in liquor, be it making it or drinking it, and the locals took personal offense to that. Luka had tried to calm things down but when the men wouldn't step back from Frieda and looked ready to start a fight, a slightly tipsy Eren beat them to the punch. Literally. Eventually, before a true bar fight could break out in her establishment, the owner of the inn had proposed that they settle it all with a drinking contest. All four travelers were dragged into it, despite Levi's and Luka's protests. Luka was the first to go down, never having been one for alcohol, and Frieda, who had only ever drank champagne and wine, soon followed, leaving the two abominations of nature to face off against what was practically a legion of men.
Eren eventually managed to pass out and it turns out Levi drank until the wee hours of sunrise until he drank every last of his opponents under the table and he wasn't even tipsy by the time it was all over and done with.
The man sharing the bench with the dark haired, pale skinned man was actually the leader of the locals and he was very, very terrified of the former Captain.
Especially once he learned he was an Ackerman and exactly which Ackerman.
It would appear that always and forever more, Ackermans remain the true monsters of this world.
No man that little should be capable of drinking that much.
Still, Frieda had, technically, proven her theory.
And no one argued, because one drinking contest against an Ackerman was bad enough.