Camp Kyojin: Dawn Of The Dorks

THREE: The Obligatory Death Note Reference - I Mean Introduction Circle

I loved my first night back at camp, I never thought that I could have so much fun taking selfies and toasting marshmallow after marshmallow over the campfire. The morning came along much faster than we had expected, our first day flew by! Faster than the speed of light!

Having arrived in the canteen, Eren waves his arms, not only has he got us a table, it seems our breakfasts are waiting for us too.

"C'mon, if we don't hurry up then one of the councillors might think our food is leftovers." Connie encourages, tugging on my arm, today everybody seems to be dressed in comfy clothes, ready to do whatever we choose, but probably something at the lake.

Connie and I join our friends at the breakfast table, grabbing our knives and forks and grinning.

"Thank you for the food!"

"You two, I swear." Mikasa rolls her eyes, adjusting her scarf.

"We're sorry." I declare through mouthfuls of scrambled eggs.

"Can't talk. Eating."

"You two are a match made in heaven." Eren sighs, having a sip of water. A dark aura almost seems to appear before Armin and he smirks, tipping the glass higher in Eren's hand, making it splash on his face and drip on his clothes.

"Stupid hipster." Armin says evilly.

"Nice one." Mikasa giggles.

Connie's almost devoured all of his breakfast! He only has his glass of orange juice and half of a pancake left, while I'm still scraping the traces of the eggs off my plate, avoiding the Camp Kyojin delicacy of the Kitchen Staff's lemon and lime sugar pancakes. Those precious pieces of food are to be savoured – once the newbies get a taste of those pancakes, they'll be flying out of the buffet faster than we can even say "oh shit, not again".

"We need to," Connie wipes his mouth with a tissue, "work out who makes these things!"

"Absolutely." Eren agrees as I pick up the first of the pancakes and taking a huge bite of it. The rich crisp taste of the fried pancakes explodes in my mouth, setting my taste buds into a frenzy, the sugar and lemon is so sweet and comforting with ideal proportions! These taste as incredible as usual!

"You're salivating Sash'." Eren says.

"Soon she'll start serenading it again!" Armin scoffs.

"Eren." My eyes flicker from him to Armin, the daft blond is wearing another hat again. Is that a trilby? Eren shoves the hat down over his eyes.

"Hurry up, time for inductions!" The head disciplinary councillor, Keith Shadis shouts from the doorway. "Take your food and file out."

"Shite!" I gasp, stuffing the two crispy delights into my mouth, grease dripping on my chin as I try and keep the food in my mouth, two huge pancakes gluing my mouth shut. How am I to eat it all before telling the group who I am?

Connie notices my plight and has the group of us sit closer to the middle of the circle, meaning I will have some time to finish eating the pancakes.

"Okay blondie, who are you?" Shadis asks staring at Thomas Wagner.

"Thomas Wagner, sir. I cannot speak for myself."

"Next."

"Mina Carolina, sir. I can't go my own way."

"Krista Lenz, sir. I care too much." Krista hangs her head.

"Ymir. I keep to myself." The brunette who handled by phone of the bus speaks up next.