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"Alright, campers, whose ready for some fun games?" Petra yelled into her megaphone (although she definitely didn't need it). She smiled brightly, and I just had to wonder how her teeth were so white. Did she paint them? We're they just naturally super clean? Maybe she had those whitening strips. Either way, her smile was bright and beautiful.

"We are!" The children all yelled in unison (except for Levi and I's children, those dumb little shits).

"Great! First we are doing a fun thing called paintball." That is it. There goes all my aspirations and dreams. I hoped to love Levi, I hoped to find my sister's killer, and I hoped to be exceptionally happy with life. But no. Petra has to come along and make us play paintball. I hate her, I have never hated another human being (and that's saying something because my sister died).

"Oi, don't look so constipated. Relax, I'm sure we don't need to join," ahh, yes, my angel comes to try and save me. Except he can't because I'm already planning Petra's murder and no one will ever find out who did it.

Huh, that sounds an awful lot like-

"And of course our wonderful paid counselors get to play along!" I was officially about to kill Petra.

The reason why I, Eren Jaeger, hate paintball is because of traumatic childhood experiences. See, back in high school we had a field trip to a farm where there was paintball. My class wanted to do it, as did I then, and I didn't realize how horrendous it is. It was the first 10 minutes of the game when my entire class turned against me, started shooting me so much I was basically pinned down to the ground, and then proceeded to use me as a punching bag for the rest of the day.

Let's just say I wasn't so popular in highschool.

I groaned as loud as I possibly could as all the children started cheering. I could also see a look of annoyance plastered of Petra's face as I had done so. I gave her a smile before leaning against the man who was sitting beside me.

"Oh stop complaining," my angel whispered into my ear as he also smacked my head. I almost elbowed him in the stomach, but found I was way too tired and anxious of upcoming events that I didn't really want to. Instead I opted for leaning up against Levi the rest of the time Petra was speaking.

"Each team will be getting paintball guns, but only enough for each child and one counselor. The other counselor will be chosen as the "treasure" or "flag" that the other teams are trying to capture. Alright, everyone figure out which counselor and we'll get started!" Petra smiled brightly at everyone for the upteenth time before everyone started talking.

"I think Mr. Eren should be our treasure," Farlon spoke first, leaning over the table closer towards me. He had some sort of chaotic glint in his eyes that made me absolutely terrified of the child.

"I agree, I don't think he would be very good at shooting," Ymir said, adding no real content to the conversation.

"What about Levi?" I mentioned just for everyone to forget I even spoke. Looks like I'm getting no choice in the matter. And I thought my day was going bad with the mere mention of paintball, now I'm going to be the treasure everyone is gunning for.

I was still leaned up against Levi as the children all came to an agreement on who our treasure would be. Surprise surprise it's me. I love my life.

"Alrighty everyone, grab some guns and go make a base. Everyone has twenty minutes to find a base and hide their treasure. Timer starts...NOW!"

It was at that moment that the children started running and going absolutely crazy. I, on the other hand, sluggishly got up off of Levi and walked towards the main entrance of the building to wait for my team. The children came towards me (along with Levi), each having a paintball gun in their hand. I would be lying if I said I'm not absolutely terrified of these children.

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