Ereri One Shots

First Fleet

Before we begin, a quick Australian history. The First Fleet was the first lot of British settlers in Australia, after it was 'Discovered'. News to white Australians. You're all immigrants. I am too. He he! The First Fleet was mostly convicts due to the overwhelmingly large amount of people in England's prisons at the time. Australia was originally called New South Wales. Now, that's  just a state.  History over! If I put an * beside anything, that will be explained at the end.

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Eren is an Aboriginal. Levi is a convict from the first fleet.

Levi's P.O.V:

Levi looked at the shore. "New South Wales, huh? I hope it's good." He gazed at the serene blue water, a complete contrast to the rough storms and constant rocking of the boat. "I'll be glad to get off this thing." he muttered, thinking of the 40+ convicts below deck that were vomiting their guts out, including, he was sad to say, his own roommate. Sighing, he went below deck to see how the boy was going.

"How do you feel, Olu?" he asked, huffing as he saw the mess on the floor.

"He...hello Le..." his words were cut off by another round of vomit. Levi cringed.  

"Revolting." he muttered, walking out, leaving Olu to his vomiting.

Levi wandered around the ship for a bit, slightly impatient. He was eager to get off the ship, but he was also slightly afraid of what they would find. But he knew he would tough it out. He wasn't going back to the deathtrap that was England ever again. He breathed in the sweet, fresh air, untainted by factory smoke. He eyed the fresh green grass that he could see beyond the quickly approaching sandy beach.

"Hello, Levi." Erwin placed his hand on Levi's shoulder, startling him.

"Hello, Erwin." he muttered. Erwin was a good friend of his, despite the fact that he was huge compared to Levi's tiny height, and possessed a pair of humongous caterpillar eyebrows. His sandy hair was slicked back, and his clothes were crumpled after the long journey. Levi shrugged Erwin's massive hand off.

"Don't touch me." he growled slightly. "You're filthy."

"So are you, Levi." the tall man grinned down at Levi. "Man!" he stretched. "I can't wait to get to shore so I can wash all this filth off. I'm not as picky as you, but this ship's getting to me." He chuckled, then noticed Levi's glare. "What?" he asked, confused.

"I. Am. Not. Filthy!" he snarled, beyond mad. Erwin shuddered.

"Sorry, Levi. I know you're not voluntarily filthy, and you definitely are the cleanest person on board. It's just impossible to keep completely clean in these conditions." he looked at Levi apologetically. Levi huffed, and walked over to the Captain to ask when the ship would land.

Eren's P.O.V:

"Mama! Mama!" Eren giggled, running down the hill. "There's massive canoes* in the ocean with huuuuge triangle things on top!" he laughed. "I bet each one could contain a thousand warriors!" he laughed louder. Carla looked up at her son from where she was picking berries*.

"Really? Where?" she asked, standing up.

"Over here!" Eren dragged his mother back up the hill, his adopted sister Mikasa trailing behind. Mikasa was from the West, and her skin was strangely white*. She was a lot stronger and faster than Eren, and many agreed that she should be a warrior, despite the fact that she was female*. Eren pointed to the ships.