Zombie Fodder(Riren/Ereri)

Ace up the Sleeve

The day was quiet and boring without my usual company of Reiner and Bertholdt. Are they replacing me in the Levisquad? I mean, I'm happy for them, but...

This sucks! Even drawing couldn't get me outta my funk. What's the point of an escape if it's blocked? I was having the worst case of artist's block.

Usually my pencil would already be moving across my paper before I'd even formulated an idea. It was just that easy for me. But my pencil point stayed still on the clean paper.

Maybe I'll just draw something random. What do you thing I should do? All I can do is stare at the white sheet with irritation as my hand refuses to move.

Grr... This is fucking ridiculous! This is all that short ravenette's fault. You know what, I've got an idea! I'm gonna draw that clean freak.

My pencil moved nimbly across the page as I draw a shorter, masculine frame. Then, I drew his clothes. A classic black and white maid outfit with black boots and a duster in hand.

I took time on every little detail, letting my anger guide me. His black hair seemed to move in a light breeze, but his face was in plain sight. He had that bored look on his face, but was glaring fiercely.

Once the pencil marks were erased, I got to work on drawing the others, laughing at him. I captured Petra's kind eyes full of laughter. Eld's stone face, trying to hide a grin while Gunther elbowed him.

Oluo was blushing and waving his hands in the air. I stood to the side, watching it unfold. You could only see my back, but my body language showed that I was amused.

The piece took most of the day and made some of my anger ebb away. He's an idiot, but he's a hot idiot. Even in a maid's outfit, he looked very attractive.

"You've grown weak! The Rain boys are going to replace you if you don't do something. Fix this now!"

I look at my steaming father and laugh. Throwing my art supplies on my duffle, I stand in front of him with a cold grin.

"What will you do if I don't? You can't threaten me anymore. I outrank you!"

"I'll tell them everything if you don't do something for me. You don't want them to know, do you?"

"Ha, you're fucking stupid! They know everything. I told them everything, so you can't threaten me, but I'm curious... What do you need help with?"

"They couldn't know everything, because even you don't remember everything. I've got an ace up my sleeve that would get you a lot worse than getting exiled..."

"You do, do ya? I told them everything and they said they trust me. Nothing you say would change that nor would they believe you. I told them some of the stuff you did to me, too, so you're in more danger than me." I say with a smirk.

His jaw clenches and he throws me against the wall with my arm behind my back. I felt blood drip down my nose from the force of my face hitting the wall, but I made no move. I'm curious.

His hand pokes the middle of my spine and then he lets go.

"I have the names of the game participants and I think that'd change quite a few minds. It's easier to ignore it when they don't have names to the people you murdered..."

"What do you want?! Why can't you just leave me alone?"

"Simple. You're a killer and I need you to put that skill to use. Kill someone for me and I'll keep my mouth shut."

"Who...?"

"Kill Erwin, but don't get it tied back to either of us. You do that and I won't tell your faggot of a Captain the truth."