It's kinda funny, huh?

Chapter 1

"Oi, Springer!" Jean called, making Connie stop and turn to look back at him.

"What, Kirschtien?"

Jean stopped behind him as he turned fully, hands in his pockets.

"Sasha's lookin' for you," Jean said, pointing a thumb over his shoulder. "She wants you, me, and Ymir to meet up at her house."

Connie raised an eyebrow. "Ymir?"

Jean shrugged, "Hey, she just told me to tell you. Be there at four. So... you have twenty minutes."

Connie nodded. "Thanks," he said before turning to walk to Sasha's house.

Jean blinked, "Hey, I said you have twenty minutes! What are ya doing?"

Connie turned and walked backwards, grinning. "Heading to her house. I have nothing to do anyway. Besides, I wanna be the early bird for once."

Jean shook his head and decided to follow. "So, do you and Sasha have a thing?"

Connie scoffed. "Where the hell did you hear that?"

Jean shrugged. "Rumors," he replied.

Connie rolled his eyes. "Rumors are usually lies. Like I heard you and Armin--"

"No, stop right there," Jean said. "There is nothing between me and Arlert."

Connie smirked. "Exactly. Nothing between me and Sasha."

Jean chuckled. Connie yawned as they neared Sasha's house.

"Look. Ymir's not here yet," Connie said, not seeing the black motorcycle that she rides.

Jean hummed, "Looks like we get some time to actually hang out."

Connie laughed as he knocked on Sasha's door. A moment later it was opened, revealing Sasha. ...With a cookie in her mouth.

Jean chuckled. "I'm guessing you were hungry?"

Sasha shrugged, biting the cookie. "Comin' in?"

Jean rolled his eyes. "Nah, we're just here to watch you eat," he said, walking in.

Connie snickered. "Hey, Sasha," he greeted. Sasha smiled in return, finishing off her cookie.

"You guys are early."

"Well, we didn't want to be late," Connie said, laying on the couch. Sasha laughed and poked his stomach.

"Sit up, lazy." she teased. He groaned dramatically.

"But I walked all the way here..!"

Sasha rolled her eyes. "Get up or I'll sit on you."

Jean laughed as Connie considered it. He was pretty comfortable...

Sasha decided that he was taking too long and sat on his stomach, crossing her arms as he quietly grunted from the impact.

Jean chuckled as he sat in a chair. "Got what you deserved," he teased.

Connie shrugged, his hands behind his head.

There was a knock on the door. Sasha sighed, not wanting to move.

"It's open!" she yelled instead.

The door opened and Ymir peered in before stepping in fully.

She scoffed as she shut the door behind her. "Lazies..."

Connie looked over from where he was laying. "I'm kinda stuck anyway."

Sasha rolled her eyes. "Your fault for not getting up!"

Ymir raised an eyebrow but didn't comment as she sat in the chair next to Jean.

Sasha leaned back on the couch, still on Connie, who didn't even try to protest.

Jean stretched out his arms. "Well, Sasha? What's the invitation for?"

Sasha grinned. "I wanted to tell you guys about my party."

Connie blinked. "Your birthday party?"

Sasha rolled her eyes. "No, my deathday party. Yes, my birthday party!"

Connie chuckled. "I thought you had already told us?"

Jean nodded in agreement. Ymir just sat there.

"Well, I changed what we are doing," Sasha said.

Jean blinked. "I thought we were just hanging out here?"

Sasha laughed. "We were. Now we're going swimming!"

"...Swimming?" Ymir repeated. "Where?"

"At a natural dam," Sasha said happily. "It's supposed to be beautiful there!"

Ymir shuddered. "I'm okay. I'll just watch you guys swim. ...Or not go at all."

Sasha pouted. "But I have enough room in my car for all four of us!"

Ymir shrugged, "When is it?"

"Oh, I changed the date too!" Sasha exclaimed. "This weekend!"

Ymir blinked. "Oh. Well, I can't go anyway."

"Why not?" Connie asked.

"I have a date." Ymir stated. Jean gasped dramatically.

"You have a date?"

"Yes. I have a date," Ymir glared at him. "With Krista."

Sasha smiled. "I have shipped you guys forever."

Ymir rolled her eyes. Jean furrowed his eyebrows.

"Since she's not going... can I invite Armin?"

Sasha nodded. "Sure! I was going to ask but I only have room for four."

Jean grinned. "Great. I'll text and ask him now."

Connie yawned and stretched out his legs. Which made Sasha slide back farther. She playfully glared at him and he smirked.

"...Yep. He can come," Jean said a few minutes later.

"Great," Sasha said. "Sorry, Ymir."

Ymir shrugged, crossing her legs.

"Well... Is that it, because I promised Reiner that I'd play football with him today." Jean asked.

Sasha nodded. "Yup."

Ymir scoffed as she stood up. "You could have just texted us."

Sasha pouted. "What fun would that be?"

Ymir rolled her eyes as she left. Jean smirked at them and followed.

Once both were out, Sasha looked down at Connie.

"Do you have to go somewhere?"

Connie shrugged. "If I do, I can't remember."

Sasha chuckled and rolled her eyes. "Good, because you can help me."

She stood up, stretching. Connie raised an eyebrow as he sat up, "Help you with what?"

Sasha grinned. She turned to look at him.

"I have to go shopping for a swimsuit!"