All you could remember was running through the halls before losing consciousness. The next thing you know is that you're in a familiar yet foreign place.
[Don't take this story too seriously, mainly wrote it for fun, lmao]
It was quite a bit obvious that some of the instructors had favorites.
"Aren't the others joining you for lunch today?"
Looking up you saw the blond whose leg you have broken about two weeks ago. Yet here he is standing beside you. You did not expect him to heal that fast.
Is he a titan shifter too? Or is he just magical?
"Sorry for appearing out of the blue, Eren and Mikasa aren't here yet and I saw you all by yourself. Hope you don't mind if I sit next to you," he placed his tray next to your and took a seat. Armin kept on talking, however, you were still confused as to how he healed fast. Anime logic? "Also have you been practicing your reading and writing recently, I know I haven't been able to help you at all these past two weeks. But I know you did good, well, since you've improved a lot in the past few months that is."
He then turned to you and smiled. His big blue eyes show excitement compared to your (e/c) eyes that mainly show how bored you were.
Looking away from him and down at the table you replied, "Tots been practicing, just reading the journal that my brother brought from one of their expeditions." Reaching down towards your boot you pulled out the tiny journal. "I'm assuming that my aunt wants me to write a report about it, you know my thoughts on it. Maybe to check if I am learning how to write or something, I dunno."
His eyes sparkled with curiosity, "your brother brought you something from outside the walls, that's amazing."
"Well, he'll bring me things from wall maria. As a kid, he would, but because of cadet training, he really hasn't brought me anything. But yeah, it'd usually consist of small things such as rocks and whatever, but it's really nice of him. Although I'm sure that this is a gift from my aunt rather than him." He stretched his hand out as a way to ask for the journal, you gave it to him and watched as he flipped through the pages. Having the blond now distracted with something else you turned your attention back to the cadets who were arriving at the dining hall.
As it was mentioned before you wanted to know who exactly is going to the now forbidden tool shed. You had an idea since you are switched around to make sure everyone cleans. The horse stables were the closest to the shed. It is usually Marco who is in charge of that area and it is most likely some of the kids who help him. Or at least are supposed to help him, they usually leave poor freckles to do the majority of the stuff by themselves.
If your memory serves well you'd say it's that one dude who is rude, also the guy who gave the homophobic girl a promise ring. Although that girl is usually in the library organizing books or something.
Miss Girl being cheated on?
Although I don't feel bad at all.
There is no way you can prove that, for now, that is. Perhaps seeing him walk in with another person would be enough evidence. Or him wearing Connie's boot, after all, it was stolen. He's a short guy so the height of his boot probably isn't the same as the other boys. No, no one would be stupid enough to wear two different-sized shoes.
Then again, you are talking about a cis man who is probably also homophobic.
"It spoke, the titan spoke-", you heard Arming mumble as he read the last few pages.
You raised a brow, "that sounds impossible. Are you sure you're reading that right?" The blond stared at the page for a long moment. His expression was rather serious. "Damn, you serious bro." You leaned on his shoulder and stared at the page with him, you felt him tense up for a bit before relaxing his posture.
The teen nodded and pointed at the top of the page where it said that the titan spoke. Everything below was written more sloppy and barely legible. "I can barely read anything after this, the person must've been running away or too scared to write properly."
"Who wouldn't after encountering that? I would've just dropped and started sobbing."
"For someone who swears a lot and constantly wants to fight everyone you also talk a lot about crying, are you okay?"
You looked away and scratched your head, "so uh, these new titans that dropped be wilding huh? Like that armored one," leaning away from the boy you squinted your eyes and smiled, "do you think they're dropping one with-with a pp-" you couldn't finish the sentence since your started laughing.
Of course, your friend didn't find it funny. Maybe because he doesn't know what a pp is. No, he has one. Probably. Who knows.
"I still don't understand your humor," he closed the journal and handed it back to you, "although back to the original topic. A talking titan sounds like something very difficult to believe."
Taking the object from his hand you responded, "probably not to mention this to anyone else, it's probably some confidential stuff. That and everyone will say it's stupid, and I don't want to give people another reason to bully me so, yeah."
"Makes sense. I already get made fun of for looking like a girl," he stated while shrugging.
Turning your body towards him you murmured a what before offering to help. "What bitch do I have to beat? Because I will not allow a friend of mine to be treated like that."
"It's okay, I can-"
"Lemme guess, that homophobic girl," he was quiet which was enough to confirm your suspicions, "by the walls!"
God I love the Spanish dub of AOT, especially Jeans Spanish VA. HHNNNNNGHG
I was gonna try to make another funny chapter that was somewhat based on irl events but got distracted and strayed off from the og idea. Anyway sorry for the messy chapter, and taking months for this. Who knew quinceaneras would take so long to prepare. Certainly not me, I didn't get one..... Damn *sad be@n+er noises*
Anyway I hate this chapter, but then again I hate everything I write lmao
me, having good ideas and wanting to write stuff that can destroy my readers emotionally:
Also me, writing about how Y/n heard clapping and wanted to die:
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