SnK: Truth or Dare

Belated Happy Birthday Jean!

Hey Jean, I'm sorry if I didn't greet you sooner. Lol, was kind of busy.

Jean: *sighs* I know right? Everyone forgot about me...

Don't say that. I just forgot to look at the calendar because I was busy. I'll take note of it next year.

Jean: My birthday was April 7! And what about the promise you and the others made?? Was that all just for Suicidal Bastard?

Jean-

Jean: If you guys hated me, then fine. You can keep pretending I don't exist. *storms off from the dare room*

*sighs* Fucking hell, I'm such a double-standard person. Who am I to say that we'll prepare a celebration for anyone who's celebrating their birthday...what a dumbass.

Eren: Author-san?

Eren.

Eren: Why is Jean, angry?

*sighs* It was his birthday 2 days ago. And we forgot all about it.

Eren: Oh. *looks down* I feel kind of bad.

We all should be. We need to make it up to him, Horse-Face probably might be angry at everyone.

Eren: You know? Even if me and that Horse-Face argue a lot, doesn't mean we don't look out for each other. I mean, I also respect Jean.

I know. That's why I'm gathering everyone to just hold him a simple celebration.

Eren: I'll help.

Thanks. Go wake your girlfriend and the others, I'll think of something at the moment.

Eren: Yes ma'am! *leaves*

Gotta buy a cake in my world, buy a saddle...no! I'm such a jerk...*teleports to my world*

+•+

So everyone, you know why I gathered you all here today?

Armin: Let me guess, is this meeting about Jean's birthday that was 2 days ago?

Yes.

Armin: Finally! You guys weren't listening to me and Marco! You were all too busy doing your own thing!

Marco: Where's Jean now?

Angry. Sad.

Marco: *gasps* You don't even know how it feels like when you're trying to treat Jean as an invisible dummy. You always insult him, and torture him with dares...I don't know if he can hold it any longer.

I know, we're all jerks. I didn't even plan for this to happen. I wasn't suppose to forget his special day. But it's passed, and now he thinks he's nothing to us.

Armin: We need to cheer him up! Or else he won't show up in lunch or dinner!

Marco: Yeah! He'll starve himself.

Eren: For now let's avoid jokes about Jean. Okay?

Armin: As much as possible!

Everyone: *nods*

Erwin: As soldiers, it's not our only responsibility to ensure every citizen's safety in and out of the walls. We need to connect with one another, and get along. It's part of living.

Hange: One reason why I bring you out of the castle for some of you, is that we were doing exactly what Erwin said! Bonding!

Levi: Killing titans with cadets like them isn't some sort of hangout.

Hange: For me it is!

I brought a cake, decorated the dining hall a little. Someone just has to get Jean out of his room and make his day happen.

Mikasa: Marco can do it.

Marco: Leave it to me!

Armin: Don't spoil!

Your boyfriend will listen to you, Marco. *smirks*

Marco: He's not my- *is pushed out of the dare room by me and he leaves for Jean's room*

Now, I want all of you to head to the Dining Hall and wait for orders.

Everyone: *leaves*

•In Jean's room•

Jean: 'The only person who greeted me was my mom...that old hag remembered, huh?' Those damn bastards...*slams fist onto his desk* *hears knock on the door* What?!

Marco: It's me, Jean.

Jean: Go away! Forget about me!

Marco: Jean, open the door. I'm gonna tell you something.

Jean: Just say it!

Marco: Happy Birthday!

Jean: *gasps* ...Marco...

Marco: Can you open the door now?

Jean: *nods slowly, gets out of the chair and opens door*

Marco: Come. You're going to the Dining Hall with me!

Jean: I can't see them. I'm nothing to them, remember?

Marco: No you're not!

Jean: No, I'm not going there.

Marco: *drags him with all his strength and they arrive at the Dining Hall*

Everyone: BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY JEAN!

Jean: ...

Marco: So, what do you say, Jean? Feel any better?

Jean: ...

Eren: *gasps then clenches fist* You ungrateful bastard! *charges at him but I stop him*

Don't.

Jean: Guys, is this real?

What're you saying? Of course it is.

Jean: *sees cake and the table set up* *walks to the table then looks at me*

What?

Jean: *makes a small smile* Thanks.

I'm sorry, Jean. Belated, again. *smiles*