Erwin's POV
Hanji had been calling me since 4:30 this morning and I've tried to ignore it, but this is the 55 call. "WHAT," I yell into the phone,
"ERWIN, WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWER, I FOUND A PRODIGY!" This catches my attention, "This kids friend posted a video a few days ago of him singing of YouTube, he doesn't know that they filmed it,"
"Send me the video," I hear a click and then dial tone, my phone buzzes seconds later with a text. I open my messages and click the video, the kid is young around 12 or 13 looking. (Play video) He opens his mouth and holy shit, he is an angle. I can tell he isn't lip-syncing since during the climax he changes the runs and the tone slightly, but that still doesn't mean someone couldn't have edited his voice. Because I mean, come on! For a young boy that's insane. While I was watching the video Hanji sent me another text, with the phone number and email address of his mother, I'm not going to ask how she got them. I get on my computer and send a formal email to his mother,
Dear Mrs. Jaegar
My name is Erwin Smith I work for the Scouts Talent Agency. There has been a video of your son demonstrating incredible talent posted on the web, my company would like to further improve his talent. I am the manager of a very famous idol, Levi Ackerman. I believe that they can learn from each other. If you would be willing I would love to schedule a meeting with both of you. You can contact me at ErwinSmithGmail.com or 452-xxx-XXXX. I hope to be able to further your son's talent and with the right training, he could solidify a career in music. I hope to hear from you.
Sincerely,
Erwin Smith
Erens POV
I stare at the computer screen, fuming. How could Sasha and Connie do this, without my permission? This is why I don't sing in front of anyone besides my sister and Maman. I'm just happy that Mikasa found the clip. "EREN" I hear my name screeched from downstairs, sounds like Maman found out. I get up from the comfort of my bed and walk down the stairs,
"Yes, Maman?" I use the French nickname I know she loves along with the sweet innocent voice that I use to get out of trouble.
"Honey would you be interested in perusing a career in music?" I cock my head to the side,
"If I was ever good enough then yes,"
"Well I just got an email from someone who works for the Scouts Talent Agency, and they said they want to help you 'Solidify a career in music'," She puts these words in air quotes, and I feel my eyes widen.
"This better not be a joke," She turns the computer so it's facing me, I skim over an email from a man named Erwin Smith, "Can I Maman?"
"Of course baby, I'll shoot him a message and we'll schedule a meeting." I pump my fists in the air, before running back upstairs to tell Mika.
Once I tell her the news we are holding hands and jumping up and down in circles squealing like schoolgirls in love. "The meeting is in a week!" Maman yells from downstairs, there is more squealing and jumping.
One week later.
Maman had an emergency patient today so she called Mr.Smith and dropped me off at the large building. She also said that once I was checked in to call her. I start approaching the front desk on the first floor, even though I'm 13 I have to stand on my tiptoes to peek over the ridiculously tall desk. Curse my shortness. One of the receptionists, a kind-looking woman with blond hair, finally notices me, "Are you lost, sweetie?"
"No actually I have a meeting with Mr. Smith, my name is Eren Jeager," Her eyes widen briefly before she starts to type at her keyboard.
"Why yes you do, would you like directions?" I nod enthusiastically, "You are going to go past the desk, down that way and you're going to see a bunch of elevators, you're going to go to the 23 floors, then you'll take a right and at the end of the hall is a door, you're going to go in and check in with Mr. Smiths secretary, and she'll tell you when to go in."
"Thank you so much, I would have ended up in the mailroom most likely without your directions." She smiles at me and I begin walking to the elevators. I get squeezed into one with 6 other large men and I end up squished in a corner. once I'm one my floor I take a right ignoring the stares and whispers. I open the door at the end of the hall to reveal a stuck up looking woman sitting at a desk. Even though it's shorter than the one on the first floor it comes up to the middle of my rib cage. The secretary turns to me, "Can I help you?" She has a very snobby tone and is sneering at me the whole time,
"Yes my name is Eren Jaeger and I have a meeting with Mr.Smith." She turns to her computer clicking a few times,
"Wait in one of those chairs until he is ready to see you." I turn and sit in the chair closest to the desk, I pull out my phone and call Maman, she picks up after the second ring,
"Bonjour Maman."
"Bonjour amoureux (sweetheart). I take it you made it there safely."
"Yes, Maman."
"I have to go now mon précieux (My precious)"
"Okay, Je t'aime Maman, (I love you, Mom)"
"Je t'aime mon précieux, ( I love you my precious)" I hang up and proceed to play a random game on my phone.
After a few minutes another person walks in the office, saying something about needing to talk to Erwin, "It'll be a while he has another meeting in a few minutes," The man sighs and walks back towards the chairs, he plops down in the one I'm sitting in causing me to squeak and him to jump about a foot in the air. He whirls around and faces me,
"What are you doing kid!?"
"What are you doing!?"
"What do you mean!?"
"You sat on me!" He freezes.
"Oh right sorry, about that," He walks over and plops into the chair next to me, once I get the chance to study his features I realize something, I just yelled at Levi Ackerman. He mutters something under his breath.
Levis POV
I walk into the all familiar office, not paying attention to my surroundings. "I need to see Erwin,"
"That'll be a while he has another meeting in a few minutes," I sigh and begin walking, not bothering to turn around, to the chairs. I plop down only instead of meeting hard plastic my butt meets soft flesh, and I hear a loud squeak come from under me. I jump up and whirl around, I just sat on a kid.
"What are you doing kid!?"
"What are you doing!?"
"What do you mean!?"
"You sat on me!" I freeze, Oh Jeez I did
"Oh right sorry, about that," I walk over a sit in the chair next to him. I mutter "Gosse" under my breath, (Brat).
"Come again?" I turn to the boy and repeat myself,
"Gosse" His eyebrows furrow, but not in confusion, in anger.
"I'm not a brat." My eyes widen, He knows French!?
"Tu connais le français?" (You know french?)
"Oui" (Yes)
"Say a full sentence in French." I want to make sure that this isn't a fluke, he sighs.
"Vous êtes un homme agaçant." (You are an annoying man) I glare at him before turning my attention back to my phone.
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Sing For Me
FanfictionLevi is a singer working for the Scouts talent agency, his manager Erwin Smith sees a video gone viral of a young boy singing 'One Last Cry', his talent is out of this world and this song is only a fraction of his ability. He reaches out to the boys...
