From Two Different worlds [Reader Insert]

Chapter 15

"Oh shut your mouth," you snapped back before sticking your tongue out at him, "and no I didn't break both his legs, it was just one ... I think."

It was silent again for a couple of moments until Sasha made a comment on your drawing. "Hey, that's actually really good. It's very realistic." You looked at the potato girl before warming up at the compliment. That was until Connie leaned forward with his pencil to draw a mustache on what was supposed to be a drawing of Hange by memory, but now it's a drawing of Hange with a really bad mustache. "Did you teach yourself?"

Taking the paperback from Connie you looked at it with a perplexed face. "Nah, my uncle Moblit did, he always took sketches of Aunt Hange's experiment things, poor dude's a heavy drinker. Hope he's doing well right now."

"Are they also a part of your 'Military Family'," asked Potato girl as she did quotes in the air, a habit she had picked up from you. "I find it very hard to believe that a lot of your family is in the Survey Corps, willingly that is."

"We have a thing of wanting to learn the secrets behind titans and anything that is beyond the walls and all that jazz."

"What's Jazz?"

"Is jazz like some sort of mystery about titans that isn't well known."

The two goofballs simply gave you questioning looks. Neither sure if it was simply another word you made up or something that was mentioned in class to which they didn't pay attention.

"I honestly don't know, I think it was something about bees actually but don't trust my knowledge. I'm just as dumb as the both of you if not more."

The brown-haired girl looked at Connie, "was it something about bees liking jazz?"

The boy with a buzz cut replied, "probably," he then turned to face you quickly. "Oh, (Y/n) you're not stuck here like the two of us. Could you possibly get something from the tool shed? I forgot something and was hoping you could get it for me before it gets stolen."

"An odd request but sure, what did you forget?"

"Okay, but why did this bitch just forget a whole ass shoe in the toolshed, what was this man even doing?" you mumbled to yourself as you held a slow pace to get there, kicking a rock as a way to entertain yourself. You really didn't want to since some of the kids you didn't like had to clean the stables today instead of having classes. The schedules here make no sense but you simply accepted it. However, it could that it's just yours that changes. Shadis made it a habit to switch you around to make sure that everyone else cleans and doesn't just goof around. Like Sasha and Connie, actually, that explains why the majority of your chores are with them. "This dude better have not-"

That's when you heard it. Your steps came to a hard stop as your eye's widened. Of course, being the little nosey person you are you took a couple of steps closer to the little building. Right hand cupping your ear as if it were to actually enhance your hearing. Once confirming what was happening inside the tool shed you turned around and started speed walking towards anywhere but there.

"They definitively weren't playing patty cake in there, what the heck," you stated as your face heated up like crazy. Part of you wanted to figure out who it was but at the same time, you wanted to go cry somewhere.

Maybe be held in someone's arms as I cry, yeah, that sounds nice.

As you walked back to the main area of the training grounds you turned a corner and walked into a conversation.

"I highly doubt she's suspicious of us," a voice commented.

"Reiner, you told me about how she looks at pictures instead of reading," the giants paused, "how does she even know about pictures? They don't-" Bertolt stopped talking once he saw you. Like always the giant was sweaty, but that's normal. The man was nervous.