Don't Die - Levi x Reader {Book 1}

Chapter 3

"Well, we'd better finish cleaning this room or we won't be done in time for dinner!"

(Y/N)'s smile was back and she bounded off the bed, bringing Tika with her.

Tika stared at her in shock. (Y/N)'s ability to be positive in any situation was absolutely astounding.

"R-right." Tika managed to mumble the word under her breath.

The two girls finished beating the sheets and dusting the surfaces with about 30 minutes to spare.

"Ugh, cleaning is such a pain." (Y/N) flopped back onto her bed, covering her eyes with her arm.

Tika chuckled. "Yeah, well, you never do much of it anyway, so stop complaining. You're a total pig, (Y/N)."

(Y/N) sat up in a flash. "Am not!"

"Are to!" Tika sat down on her own bed across the room. "You leave your clothes in piles on the floor, you never make your bed, and sometimes you even leave food lying around!"

(Y/N)'s cheeks flushed bright red. "Shut up! There's a method to my clothing piles! One is dirty and one is clean!"

Tika let out an exasperated sigh. "Well, why can't you just put them in the laundry basket or in the dresser like everyone else?"

(Y/N) laid back down on her bed, her cheeks growing hotter by the second. "It's just too much work."

Tika raised an eyebrow. "Right."

Tika swiftly made her way over to (Y/N)'s bed and flopped down next to her.

"We should probably head over to the mess hall now. Dinner starts soon and we don't want to lose the so-called 'crowd'."

(Y/N) sighed and sat back up. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

Tika smirked and poked (Y/N)'s cheek. "Wow, you're not just a pig, you're lazy, too."

(Y/N)'s cheeks flushed once again as she batted Tika's hand away.

"W-Whatever. Let's just go." (Y/N) scrambled off the bed and quickly made her way to the door, Tika running after her.

The two girls followed the stream of other soldiers leaving the barracks into the winding hallways of the castle and into the large dining hall. The room was filled with rows of huge, wooden picnic tables and at the back were benches spread with large pots of steaming food. Several people were already sitting, enjoying their steaming trays of food.

(Y/N) drooled a bit as she automatically started toward the food, dragging Tika behind her.

"Oh, it smells so good!" (Y/N) waddled over to the benches in her food daze as Tika gave her an exasperated look. She always had loved food.

(Y/N) snatched a tray and started filling it with meat, vegetables, and anything else she could find. Tika chuckled at her enthusiasm, but followed suit.

Suddenly, Tika felt a firm grip on her shoulder. A little too firm. Slowly, she turned to see a large man dressed in a Scout uniform, obviously another soldier, with a scruffy face and smirk looking down at her.

"What exactly do you think you're doing, Missy? Rookies eat last." Tika dropped the serving spoon she was holding back into the pot of mashed potatoes.

"I-I'm sorry. I-I didn't know." Tika managed to stammer out her words. The man was intimidating and his grip was growing tighter. Tika flinched.

Abruptly, the crushing force on Tika's shoulder was gone.

"I'm going to have to ask you to step away from my friend, Sir." (Y/N) held the man's forearm in one of her hands, her grip tight enough to cause the man to squirm.