The Issue

Chapter 7

AN:
Hello! Sorry I ain't updated in a few days. You ain't updated because you're an idiot who doesn't know what to put in a story. Shhh! They don't need to know that... Well they do now. Yeah. Thanks ass hole. Tsk. I'm just doin my duty! Ugh. I'm just gonna write the chapter now...

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Eren's POV

Mikasa, Jean, and Armin weren't at all thrilled when I told them I couldn't come to breakfast. But, because I was almost on the verge of death because I had not ate anything, I looked through my cabinets like a stoner.

I finally settled on a Lucky Charms cereal bar. I started to walk out of the kitchen, then turned on my heel. Grabbing another, I start to head out again. I stop, and give in to myself.

Satisfied, I walk out of the kitchen with cereal bars, microwave sausage and hash browns, a package of donuts, and a bottle of Dr. Pepper. How am I not morbidly obese?

I flop on the couch and flick the TV on, looking for anything that catches my eye. The show Gunsmoke is on, so I click on that.

*AN:
Gunsmoke is a western... How old are you? 15? Or 50? Hey. You can zip your airway and keel over. *

The crinkling of the wrappers remind me of why I was sitting here watching TV in the first place. To eat. My fingers quickly open a ketchup packet and pour it on a hash brown. I then shove it in my mouth.

Oh sweet freckled Jesus. If this is what heaven tastes like, I'll die right now, thank you.

I quickly finish breakfast, because I don't know when Levi will be over. But a question kept eating at me. How did he know that I sold firewood?

Shaking my head, I change into something that I can work in. Walking into my room, I study my dresser. Its too hot to wear a shirt, not that I usually do anyway, and I'll be swinging an ax to cut more wood. So, jeans it is. I grab a pair and throw them on, and then shove my feet in my boots. I need to cut some wood for Levi, so I head out.

There are almost no clouds in the sky, so the sun is acting like it owns the place and shining down. And of course, the one place that I have to chop the wood at is where there aren't any trees. Because I cut them down. I guess it's their way of paying me back for cutting them down in the first place. I go to my little shed and get my ax, and get to work.

In no time at all, with me swinging the ax and the sun claiming my body, I'm sweating like no other. I look at the pile I've already got: about 30 pieces so far. I lean on the handle, and wipe my brow. I'm about to continue chopping wood when I hear a car pull in my drive. Turning, I see Levi stepping out of a black Mustang. After scanning the yard, his eyes land on me.

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AN:
This is probably going to be the longest chapter I will ever publish, so I'm sorry if y'all expect chapters like this in the future. Translation: I'm a lazy ass who just happened to have a lot of time on my hands today. Shut up!

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Levi's POV

I just ran my car through the wash the other day, and after driving on that road, there's dust on it. My teeth grit just thinking about the dirt.

Stepping out of my car, look around the yard. When I see the brat, I'm impressed. He's staring at me, and he's soaked. He's leaning on an ax, and there's a log on one side of him and a pile of chopped wood on the other side. The fact that he is only wearing jeans and boots makes me stare a couple seconds longer than I should.

Eventually, the brat gives me a small smile and waves before returning to his work. I walk over to him and look at the dirt he's standing in with disgust.

Jumping a bit when he realizes I'm standing there, he clears his throat and says, "U-um...hello. Do you th-think that this will be enough?" He gestures to the pile of wood.

I eye the pile. "Yeah. It should be." I can tell that he's nervous.

"D-do you wanna come inside for a minute while I get changed? You probably don't want to see me half naked..." I see a light dusting on his cheeks. This prompts me to say what I do next.

"I don't mind the sight." I smirk when I see his face go bright red. He turns around and walks toward the small shed at the edge of the woods.

I frown towards the woods. I've always lived in either the town or the city, so I've always thought of the woods as a dirty place. So much dirt, mud, filthy animals, and nasty insects.

The brat - Eren - mumbles something about me following him as he walks toward the mobile home. I raise an eyebrow and he blushes again. Smirking, I follow him into the house.

The door opens with a creak, and I'm surprised at how clean the inside is. It's almost up to my standards. Almost. "Not bad, brat."

Spinning to face me, Eren says, "I'm not a brat!" Then, looking down at his feet, he mumbles, "sorry... Anyway. How much wood do you want? A rick?"

"Actually, my friend already bought wood. I forgot. But, I did want to ask you something. There's an old bar in town called 'Humanity's Last Hope'. Do you wanna meet me there tonight?" For some reason, I feel my cheeks warm a bit. You fucking traitors.

Eren just stands and looks at me. "Are you asking me on a d-date?"

The tree outside the window suddenly becomes very interesting. "Tsk. So what if I was?"

"W-well if you was I would say y-yes."

My head jerks up to look at him. He looks down. Damn you genetics for making me vertically challenged. Not short. Vertically challenged.

"So...I'll see you there at 8?"

The front door slams open to reveal a pissed off ravenete.

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AN:
So there ya go! The longest chapter this world has seen from Blu_Hoosier! Congratulations. You have achieved nirvana. Hell yes I have.

Word count: 1092