Chapter 2: Life lesson : Learn to take s joke or a punch
*Trost : district of the Eastern state *
The beauty and her beasts were currently handcuffed and sitting around a huge fireplace. Why? because Corporal Levi did not take the previous statement as a joke- the one about grating cheese on his jawline- and attacked X.
"Oh, I'll grate your flesh first, woman." Levi lunged forward.
X, having extraordinary reflexes, bitch slapped the corporal with the back of her hand, sending him flying away.
Meanwhile Jean, attacked Levi, his possessive demeanor surfacing for his love. Mikasa was definitely not pleased by the fact that somebody had tried to hurt her friend and lunged forward. The rest of the cadets, having nothing better to do, jumped in to help Jean and Mikasa in potential homicide.
The saying : My Mama raised no pussy, goes very well for Levi squad who moments later jumped in to save their captain. Now, you see Levi might have the elite force but the southern regiment is not called the strongest for nothing.
In conclusion: Levi and company were enjoying a very exquisite, state-of-art ass whooping.
The situation got so out of hand that, 2 more squads from the survey corps and a small troop of soldiers from the garrison had to step in, including the Garisson commander Pixis.
Jumping back to present- Hange, whose squad was one of the two called for rescue, was glaring with her left eye her right being patched up for the rest of her life. Mike, the other squad leader was trying his best to hold a cup when both of his arms were broken. Meanwhile Pixis could not devour enough alcohol to recover from the pain of his head injury and broken leg. It had been about 16 hours since that incident, but Levi and company had still not shown any signs of consciousness .
Erwin glared at you, "How do you plan on compensating for this? "
"Is this some sort of dirty invitation, boy. " You smirked at the commander, your hands tie behind your back with a tree.
"You do realise that we have to go on an expedition in 1 month, right?"
"Me and my squad will go. If these sissies couldn't handle 5 foot 1 inch worth of Christa pretty sure they can't handle a 15 meter class. " You jutted your chin towards a small blonde, whose mouth was caked with blood as she had bit gruesomely in Petra's arms.
Erwin ran a hand down his face, looking at Pixis for help.
"Well these kids do have some great fighting skills." Pixis said, wiping his mouth after chugging down some alcohol, "So, which one of you is the titan kid?"
Mikasa internally sent an apology to Jean before jutting her chin towards the disguised boy.
In reality the actual Eren was currently eating steak, sitting in a dungeon with Ymir. You had to put someone who could shut him up with a slap with him other than Mikasa.
"Do you think Jean looks like me? " Eren looked at Ymir.
"No, he looks better than you. " Ymir replied, annoyed turning her back to Eren.
Meanwhile in Trost, humanity's strongest soldier was waking up from a rather painful nap. His eyes jumped from you to the current Eren. "I hate southern people."
"And I hate this pathetic excuse of bread you guys serve." Sasha countered while being fed by one of the corps. 'You're not you when you're angry. ' X used to say while she offered Sasha a snick- I mean, soup. Which is in fact true, the monster that is a hungry Sasha must not be unleashed. Hence the baby feeding.
"Oi, where's that brat who got me in this situation?" Levi said while massaging his shoulder.
"Right here." X said motioning to her right.
Levi took a good look at Eren before maliciously looking at you again. "Until or unless titans can change eye colors, that's definitely not him. "
Well, fuck.
"We thought they only knew outlines of his appearance." Armin mumbled, head hanging down.
"Yeah? I don't see anything wrong with his eyes though. " You said, staring straight at Levi.
"Hanji!" She looked up at the corporal's voice, "Can titan change eye color."She shook her head 'no'.
"Well I don't care if you're real or not. I just want a compensation, Eren Jeager. "Levi's voice was filled with poison.
He advanced towards Jean who was also tied down to a tree and landed a kick on his jaw. He followed the action suite with another kick directly aimed at his nose. Then he roundhouse-kicked his forehead.
Oh no.
The wig dropped along with blood drops from Jean's nose but that's not important right now.
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This note his specifically dedicated to the two readers I obtained within almost 24 hours of publishing. You two are the reason why I published so early.
Also a little note: X is your actual name at the moment and not a replacement for ('Y/N)'. The reason for that will soon be revealed.
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