"...Believe me, Blondie. I couldn't give less fucks about humanity's survival and all that..."
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If given the right circumstances, everybody can be a killer. But if given the chance, everyone can be a hero...
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~ 21 ~
"Those who invalidate reason ought seriously to consider whether they argue against reason with or without reason." ~ Ethan Allen
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In a few days the trainees would be entering their third year in the cadet corps.
Charlie had just returned from her two months duty at the survey corps, already being forced to work once again.
Being promoted to Sergeant didn't really change anything in the training corps. Same dynamic as before.
Shadis instructed her to check on the trainee's kitchen, stable and laundry duties, so she unwillingly did so.
Apparently Eren was punished for sneaking out at night. He got caught by Shadis. So now Eren had to do kitchen duty all by himself for three days.
Charlie held back her snort as she heard those news, knowing how often she had gotten extra kitchen or stable work for acting out of line in the survey corps.
So she lazily dragged her feet across the wooden floor that lead to the kitchen, her eyes falling closed a few times out of exhaustion.
But when she entered the kitchen, she found it particularly dirty. And no Eren Yeager in sight whatsoever.
Charlie walked further inside the dimly lit kitchen, looking into the sink filled with filthy smelling dishes.
She scrunched up her nose, wondering why Eren hasn't been doing his punishment duties.
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Meanwhile Eren was practicing with his ODM gear at the back of the building, the darkness of the evening allowing him to feel safe in his forbidden actions.
He was completely caught up in his own world, practicing his landings over and over.
Once he finally landed on the ground again, he looked down to his hurting feet. He probably got himself a few blisters.
"Ahem." A fake cough sound startled Eren.
He jumped a little, his heart skipping a beat as he snapped his head up, seeing Charlie standing there with a bored expression on her face.
"So...what do you think you're doing, Yeager?" Charlie asked, crossing her arms.
He seemed sheepish, trying to muster up an apologetic smile. "I was uh...." He trailed off.
