The second Book to my collection of Attack on Titan fanfictions. So if you enjoy reading Attack on Titan related stories including ones with Armin, Eren or Mikasa, feel free to read! Enjoy
If you want to read French version: https://my.w.tt/jrUZnBPk...
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Armin wakes up to find his mind drawn to a blank. Where was he? What time is it? Why does everything look so disoriented? He doesn't take drugs, so....?
Eventually Armin's eyes adjust to his surroundings, and then, he remembers. He was scratching his spider bite, despite the fact he really shouldn't, but then, due to a piercing pain striking him from what felt like it was in his insides... he passed out.
Armin sits up and stretches. The spider bite no longer bothered him. For all he knows, it went away completely. But now it was his back that bothered him. Great... why did of all places, he had to be pass out on the floor?
Both his shoulders and neck is now stiff because of it. But if you pass out, you pass out. Nothing about the past can really be changed.
Armin's lets out a sigh before standing himself up, off the floor. But then... he noticed something different about himself. About his body. Armin stands before his mirror, confused, and clearly dumbfounded. Was he more... muscular?
Armin lifts off his shirt, and what he sees reflecting from the mirror shocks him to the core. "AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!" Armin screams his ear piercing scream that usually tends to cause people's ears to bleed.
"Armin, honey? Is everything alright...?" The voice of Armin's mother booms softly from behind the door. "Y-Yeah...i-it was just a spider." Lied Armin as he forced himself to calm down.
"O-Oh... okay, sweetie." Replies his mother from behind the door as the sound of her parting footsteps could be heard.
Armin lets out a sigh, as he tries to calm himself. Always, he's been known as a scrawny and frail boy. But this morning... changes everything.
"Okay...that's freaky." Mutters Armin as he observes himself in the mirror.
Armin puts a clean shirt on along with some other clothes before stepping out of his room to get himself a thing of cereal and an apple. "Woooah, Armin my boy! I hadn't noticed, but... your arms... you've grown some muscles." Comments Armin's father, at the dining room table. He seemed very... surprised.
"O-Oh right. Y-You see, Eren's been, um... doing some exercises with me every once in a while." Armin lies. "But I thought you hated warm ups and training exercises?" Brings up Armin's father in confusion as he lifts an eyebrow.
"W-Well... erm, I did. B-But... Eren sorta changed my outlook over the subject a bit." Armin anxiously continued to think up lying excuses to save himself.
"Aw, well that's great son! Exercising is a great thing to do to stay healthy!" Beamed Armin's father, both happy and proud of his son.
Armin sheepishly smiled in an awkward way, until his mother came in with a map. "You better not be training those muscles to give those bullies of yours revenge for beating you all these years!" Armin's mom pouts and scowls.
