captain...? (aot ft. you)

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the mess hall is so silent that you could hear sasha's stomach grumbling despite the food she had already consumed. the toddler, now known to be captain levi, still has the scout's shirt clenched in his tiny fist. shakily in response, aden points over to your table (snitch), and the captain's big, steel-blue eyes snap over to where you're sitting. you are surprised that he can still have such an intimidating aura even as a child. you can feel hanji tense up and it's only then you realize that they're hugging your legs as if that will make them invisible.

aden lets out a grunt as he falls to the floor after the captain had let go of his shirt. levi is now speeding towards your table. everyone is still too shocked to do anything as he starts to drag a now yelling hanji by the legs.

"AHH! I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY, I'M SORRY!" they yell, gripping tightly onto your own legs as the captain is trying to drag them out.

your eyes bulge as you feel the unexpected tug. "H-HEY, HANJI, LET GO!" you yell as you're slowly being dragged out of your chair. the once silent mess hall is now filled with loud "i'm sorry's" and "let go's" as the scene keeps unfolding. not wanting to fall out of your seat, you hook your arms tightly around eren and connie's. since connie was literally about to take a bite out of his toast, the arm you just pulled toward you causes him to let go of the toast and go flying and into the side of jean's face.

"h-hey!"

"oi!"

"what the hell, connie?!"

"it wasn't my fault!!"

"AH, WASTE OF FOOD!!!"

eren and connie are now both slowly sliding out of their own seats. you are not going down alone! you pull them closer to you, your grip tight. however, it isn't doing much to stop you from falling since neither of them is holding onto anything for support.

the captain seems to be winning so far as hanji's legs are now in sight. you are leaning far to the right against eren from being pulled from the left, connie is leaning more towards the right now since you're leaning in the opposite direction, still clutching his right arm. connie's left arm shoots out towards jean, who then starts to tug his arm back in annoyance.

"let go of me, connie!" jean shouts.

"tell (name) to let go first!" the shaved-headed male retorts.

"well, tell hanji to let go first!" you add, only half of your butt on the chair now.

"then tell the baby to let go first!" hanji yells. this prompts levi to pull harder, his steel-blue eyes flashing red for a second. "ow! levi, i said i was soRRY!" hanji screeches, their grip on your legs not faltering. only your side of the table is now a yelling, bickering disaster. meanwhile, mikasa, armin, sasha and marlowe, who are sitting on the other side, are watching with a sweat drop. well, not sasha, since she's too busy eating off of everyone's plates now that they aren't paying attention.

"(name), please!" eren groans in pain, his body being jerked down with the lower you're getting.

"if hanji's dragging me down, you're going down with me!" you yell, your butt not even on the chair anymore.

"oi, you're gonna tear my shirt, connie!" jean.

"who cares?!" connie.

"dammit, just let go, (name)!" eren.

"never!" you.

"leviii, i'm sorry!" hanji continues to plead.

"i'll throw you over the damn wall, damn four-eyes," levi hisses, putting all his strength into the last tug.

it's as if everything started going in slow motion. classical music begins to play.  hanji is fully dragged out from underneath the table. you go with them, eyes wide and still gripping onto eren and connie's arms. connie is still clutching jean's sleeve. eren, connie and jean all topple over. you had already let go of the two boys' arms at that point, but did hanji let go of your poor legs? no. no, they didn't.

you land harshly on your back, the air escaping your lungs as you do so. you can feel yourself being dragged further across the floor. the darkness underneath the table is soon no more and you can see the entirety of the mess hall staring at you. mixed looks of shock and amusement are adorning the scouts' faces. your table, however, can't help but feel concerned for you.

...and that's the last thing you see as you dramatically hold out your arm as you and hanji are (slowly) being dragged through the mess hall doors by a tiny toddler.

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i only added marlowe in there to even out who was sitting on what side of the table lmao. he'll most likely never be mentioned again lolol