EMA in Hogwart’s Train

Miss Mikasa Ackerman ✨

Been thinking about this..

Imagine hiking with your friend. Just one friend. You’re in the woods, walking, laughing, on your way to the campsite, when you didn’t notice that you accidentally walked into somekind of portal to the AOT verse. You didn’t notice it at first, but then you noticed the trees were taller and the whole environment seemed to have shifted. You tell your friend and he/she noticed it too. Both of you look back to maybe go back a few steps. Maybe you accidentally went off track without noticing. But as soon as you turn back, there’s a titan suddenly running towards you. It didn’t register at first. It seemed surreal. But as it got closer, it finally clicked and both of you sprinted like you never did before.

Thoughts ran through your heads. (To sum it all up, basically it’s “WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK.”) But you didn’t stop running because it’s run or be eaten. Unfortunately one of you stumbled and fall on the ground. Of course the other have to stop and help the other. But the titan was getting closer and closer, and at that point, you just accepted what is to come because it’s not like you could do anything. (But really at the back of your mind, you still think it isn’t real.)

The titan was about to pound on both of you when the Survey Corps suddenly came and slayed the titan. You and your friend were both in shock that when they approached you, you couldn’t move or say anything.

What do you do next?

I think this would be an interesting thread. I’d like to know what you guys think. Maybe in the comments, maybe in the reblogs. Write a fanfic if you will, and please tag me because I would love to read it.

Here’s my version, my friend, (who’s gay but his pronouns are he/him), he would come up with some kind of tragic back story for us. Who we are, why are we outside the safe zone, etc. Then I would try to convince them to let us join the Survey Corps. Haha!

I find it funny because I can imagine us training or maybe doing chores, then suddenly breaking into songs because we love music, and we love musicals. Haha! Also, we would probably debate on whether if we should change what’s going to happen because we obviously know, but at the same time we also don’t want to mess up the timeline.

I wanna know what you guy’s versions are.

‘‘Goodbye,Eren.’‘

Eren: ı m here because for payback,
*Eren transforms
Reiner:

This is so sad…

(Give me a fucking credit when you sharw in Instagram or prepare yourself for have a row.)

Just try to wake him up normally at once,please.

Three Viewpoints Selected Cases

The Case of the Disappearing Steamed Potatoes - File No. 03 Ymir’s Side (3/3)

So Krista and I are in different squads tomorrow for the logistics march.

A few hours before the stomach-shaking case of the many missing potatoes was discovered…

It’s a long route, but there’s so little food… This seems pretty tough. Knowing her…she’ll probably give her food to some second-rate recruit.

Alone and on water-fetching duty, Ymir thought to herself as she passed by the storehouse with a bucket in her hands.

Are those…Garrison soldiers? Are they slacking on the job?

“Hey, what about guarding the storehouse?”

“Who’s going to steal that gruel they feed the recruits?”

Ymir clicked her tongue as she watched the soldiers chat away.

It’s like they don’t have a care in the world… Wait a second.

A thought came to Ymir’s mind. If anything was to happen, guards this flippant about their duty would surely try to cover it up.

******

Then, after dinner that day.

I feel bad about what I did to Sasha, sending her into the kitchen like that…but she’ll just have to hold on. If I can just skip those into the cargo that’s being distributed…

Ymir was walking to the stables while trying to avoid being spotted by anyone. A voice came out of nowhere from around the waiting horses.

“…So it was you.”

“Armin! …What’re you doing there?”

“What about you, Ymir? Why are you in these stables?”

“I dunno… Why don’t you answer my question first?”

With strong, determined eyes that didn’t match the rest of his frame, the short boy looked at his fellow corpsmate.

“I…was hiding here to talk to whomever came here right now at this hour.”

When he saw Ymir wasn’t going to say anything, Armin began to explain his thoughts in full.

******

“…The case of the missing potatoes was more than someone stealing food to eat on their own. While that was happening, a huge number of potatoes was taken as well.”

“…That’s no good. Thieves?”

“They would have gone for something more valuable if they were motivated by money… I think it’s someone who needed food used in training.”

Armin lowered his eyes for a moment before looking Ymir in the face.

“It was a gamble…but I thought that if a recruit was going to hide food, they’d hide it in the horse fodder. You could even carry it on horseback to a separate location that way. That’s why I was here, waiting for that recruit to come to the stables.”

“How do you think I did that, then?”

“It’s only a guess, but…when you were on water-fetching duty, you pretended to start carrying water before throwing it out near the storehouse, then filled your bucket up with potatoes that you hid in the fodder. The area around the storehouse being wet was proof that you threw the water out.

Ymir let out a deep sigh when she heard Armin putting the pieces together.

******

"So? Are you going to squeal on me?”

“I…want to let you decide that. There should have been no need for you to steal an entire box of potatoes if you were just trying to make things easier for yourself.”

And if she had wanted to pad the number of potatoes her squad got, she didn’t need to take so much that she’d be discovered. Armin continued to explain with disappointment in his voice, like it was something he had done himself.

“Could it be…that you risked getting noticed and stole a whole box so that everyone would have more food?”

“Do you really think I’m that good of a person?”

“You wouldn’t need this many unless you were also considering the squads of your friend like Krista and Sasha.”

“Hm…Is that so?”

Ymir scratched her head and looked back at the stolen potatoes, as if she wondered what she should do. Now that she had been discovered, perhaps it would be best for her to return them with grace.

But if the training exercise goes forward as planned, she'll…

“This case made me notice that there’s not enough food during tomorrow’s training, too.”

As if he had anticipated Ymir’s concerns, Armin took out his notebook and showed her his notes. In it was a detailed plan describing how to get through the training exercise with only the food provided.

“I tried to come up with preparations. The numbers make me think it’ll work… What do you think?”

“Are you going to tell Krist–all of the others?”

Armin nodded. Ymir decided that if this work had come from none other than Armin, they would somehow be able to survive.

“I’ll return the potatoes. If needed, I’ll accept whatever punishment they give me… Because I trust your calculations.”

“You’re such a kind person, Ymir. You did this for your friends, and…”

“I did this for myself. Now get out of the way, I’m returning these,” Ymir said, cutting Armin off and pointing the loaded horse toward the storehouse. She didn’t like the thought of having to beg and plead with Garrison soldiers, but she did feel a little better. It was like a lingering concern had been lifted from her heart.

SOURCE:Attack on Titan: Short Stories 2

Three Viewpoints Selected Cases

The Case of the Disappearing Steamed Potatoes - File No. 02 Armin’s Side (2/3)

It was like any other day until the case of the disappearing steamed potatoes. As punishment for the missing potatoes, the recruits had their meals pared down, and now they were despondent.

“We have less to eat for dinner, and it’s all Sasha’s fault.”

Connie eyewitness testimony made it seem that they were all to blame because Sasha had stolen food, but…

That’s strange… How could this happen?

Armin was suspicious of the explanation.

Food is a matter of life and death when we’re undergoing training this harsh. Punishing the squadmates who should have been watching her would be one thing, but cutting everyone’s food…?

“…Oh,” Armin mumbled. “There’s no way…that Sasha could have done it.”

******

“What did you just say, Armin?”

“Sasha admitted it herself that she took it.”

“Yes. I’m sure that she took potatoes as they were being steamed. But…there’s something I want to make sure of.”

After their meal, Armin and a number of other interested recruits went to the food storehouse together.

“The instructor would have easily been able to know it was Sasha when he heard the details, right? So then he should have just punished her. I think he didn’t do that…because he only had one choice.”

“…And that’s why you want to look at the storehouse.”

Motivated by Armin’s doubts, the recruits searched through the storehouse to try to find anything suspicious.

While storehouse with items such as expansive cuts of meat were locked and guarded, ones for wheat, potatoes, and so on were simply piled high with boxes. It was relatively easy to look around them as one pleased.

“What’s this? An empty box…? I guess it hasn’t been thrown out yet because a few potatoes are left in here.”

You would normally carry the entire box of potatoes to the kitchen. Why are there only a few in there? I wonder…if we can find any more hints.

Armin looked closely at the wooden box Reiner pointed to, then approximated its size. That’s when he noticed something.

“…One box of these potatoes would weigh more than half of Sasha’s body weight… No matter how much of a glutton she is, she couldn’t possibly eat more than half of what she weighs.”

“Hey, wait. In that case, that would mean the potatoes disappeared…from this storehouse?!”

Armin nodded silently. While his corpsmates began to stir, he was shockingly calm as he judged the situation.

******

After a bit, Armin’s eyes landed on the group of soldiers who had come by on patrol.

“I think…the patrol are probably the key here.”

He gave them a salute from afar so as not to attract attention, then left the storehouse to look fit more clues. While he did, he continued to piece his thoughts together.

“If the potatoes had been stolen before they got to the kitchen, then lookout would be responsible. It would reflect poorly on the senior soldiers who usually act like they’re so much better than us…which is why they covered up the truth.”

Eren took on a look of anger as he stood next to Armin.

“So the instructor gave us some vague junk about shared responsibility instead of saying who the real culprit was, all for their sake?”

“Does that mean the real person behind this was s thief from town or something?”

“Why would you go out of your way to steal something like potatoes if you were capable of sneaking into the barracks? There must be more valuable things to take.”

“So there’s a reason it had to be potatoes…” Armin began to think again as he corpsmates spoke. He knew that finding the criminal wouldn’t bring back their dinner, but he wasn’t the kind of person who could let the unknown stay that way.

******

A reason that someone would take the risk to steal potatoes and nothing else. The criminal Armin imagined was one not motivated by monetary gain.

…Our logistics training march starts tomorrow.

“Did you figure something out, Armin?”

Armin hesitated to share his thoughts.

The ability to resupply the front lines… Training that tests to see if we can manage food and resources… If you wanted to gain an advantage, you would need food for training. In other words…the culprit is one of the recruits.

He didn’t want to accuse a fellow recruit here and aggravate matters. If anything, he thought, finding the truth now might mean he could talk it over with them first.

“Hey, Armin. I see footprints here.”

“But there’s too many of them. We can’t tell who they belong to.”

Footprints around the storehouse. And they’ve been made in…mud?

While each of the recruits tilted their head to see the flame-lit footprints, Armin was alone as he quietly laughed.

“So that’s it…!”

“Did you figure out who stole them?”

“It’s no one dangerous. I’ll go myself.”

Armin ran off as the others grew surprised, disappearing into the night.

[PART ONE | PART THREE ]

SOURCE: Attack on Titan: Short Stories 2

Three Viewpoints Selected Cases

The Case of the Disappearing Steamed Potatoes - File No. 01 Connie’s Side (1/3)

A free moment between training sessions…

As Connie tried to take a shortcut, he went the wrong way and passed by the kitchen.

Sasha? What’s she doing there?

The door was cracked open, and through it he saw Sasha, a fellow corpsmate, snooping around. When Connie stopped, wondering what she could be doing, Sasha noticed him and let out a surprised yell.

“C-Connie?! Were you watching?!”

“Huh? Watching what?”

Connie hadn’t seen what Sasha was doing. But he had a vague idea. She must have been sneaking a bite again.

******

“Hm? Aren’t we missing some food for dinner tonight?”

“Do you ever listen to what people say, Connie? The instructor just now told us we’re all being punished by only having one plate each for dinner because someone pigged out on potatoes.”

It wasn’t until Connie had finished half of his dinner before he realized that the mood in the room was heavy.

Jean seemed as disgusted as could be, and he was looking at Sasha, who acted openly suspicious.

“Like I said, it wasn’t me!”

“Coming from you, that’s hard to believe.”

Even Connie was dubious of Sasha. While it was a case of the pot calling the kettle black, he thought that idiots like her were bad liars. Just then, Marco asked him a question.

“Speaking of which, didn’t you say you were taking a shortcut and going by the kitchen, Connie? You still just barely made it in time… Did you see something there?”

“Ah… Umm… I don’t know.”

“What you mean, you don’t know? You must at least remember if you saw someone there or not.”

Connie couldn’t find the words for an answer. Armin, who had been deep in thought until then, began to speak.

“This is just a theory… But Connie, did you…?”

To everyone’s shock, he guessed the exact words that were stuck in Connie’s throat.

******

“…Would you please take this and keep quiet?”

“A potato? You didn’t steal this, did you?”

Sasha offered Connie something in the kitchen. It was, without question, a freshly-steamed potato.

“No, I didn’t take it! I was just here because it was my turn to get some water!”

“I know you must have taken this from that pot. Why else would I need to stay quiet? If I do, I’m gonna lose out on food, too!”

While he was as right as could be, Sasha had already eaten it. There was no turning back now.

“It’s not like I can give it back… It won’t be a problem for anyone as long as you stay quiet, Connie. By the way, what about our next training…oh, there’s the bell.”

“…Crap! We’ll be late!”

Sasha popped the entire potato in her outstretched hand into her mouth before running off. While Connie had his reservations, being late for his next training session was the bigger concern. Somehow, nothing came of it in the end.

******

Connie agreed with Armin’s Defence of him and explained everything that had happened. All the others looked at him and put their head in their hands.

“So you let Sasha win you over.”

“Why would you say that?!”

“You just admitted it.”

Only Sasha looked panicked now.

“Oh! Wh-What’re you talking about…? I was only in the kitchen to fetch some water… And that’s when I met Connie… And…”

“Sorry. We were on duty too, but someone suddenly asked for our help. We made Sasha go to the kitchen by herself…”

Krista tried to take some of the blame with this flimsy excuse. While they were all ready to take Sasha down, Armin was the only one who still seemed puzzled.

“There's…no way that Sasha could have done it.”

“What did you just say, Armin?”

Connie was astonished to hear the words. But Armin was always able to explain everything in a simple way. Connie waited for Armin’s next conjecture, hoping that he would reveal an unseen truth.

[PART TWO | PART THREE ]

SOURCE: Attack on Titan: Short Stories 2

Shelter from the Rain Vol. 12 Eren Yeager & The 104th Training Corps

They had no choice but to cancel the training march once the rain began to fall that afternoon.

The endless downpour robbed them of any visibility, the cold air hastened their horses’ fatigue, and the softened ground limited their Vertical Maneuvering. The recruits had no choice but to pitch tents on high ground and set up camp.

Eren stood under the tent and sighed as he lifted the hood of his rain gear.

Damn… We could’ve gone farther if only it was clear out.

The sky should have been dyed crimson by the setting sun, but it was now covered by thick rain clouds, allowing dusk to sneak up on them faster than expected.

“Eren… You’re going to get cold like that.”

Mikasa walked up to the boy’s side and looked at him. At about the same time, Reiner called the two over.

“Hey, you guys help build the fire, too!”

When Eren looked around, he saw everyone going about their own business.

******

“Sheesh. Whose fault is it that it’s raining like this, Bertolt?”

“Is… Is it my fault?”

“Hunh? It’s your fault?!”

Jean, Bertolt, and Connie were busy chatting and cracking jokes as they threw logs onto the bonfire.

“Come on, now. No one’s to blame for the weather,” Marco said with a forced smile, stirring a pot full of food. As soon as Jean noticed Eren walking over, he began to badmouth him.

“Ugh, we would’ve been able to set up a better campsite if only that suicide bastard hadn’t charged forward all on his own.”

“We might have even been able to hunt some meat!”

“Do you really think we’d be able to hunt in this rain?”

“…Ugh.”

Ymir shot down Sasha’s off-the-mark joke with a serious reply as Annie let out a bored sigh. Next to them, Krista was briskly preparing bread for everyone in the camp.

“Here you go, Armin. This is for you guys.”

“Thanks. Here you go, Eren,” Armin said. After being handed the bread from Armin, Eren looked around once more.

…It was so lively.

All these people around… I don’t think I was ever in a situation like this…until I signed up to be a soldier.

******

The rain incessantly pounded against the tent.

When I was little… I think I was only ever with Mikasa and Armin.

Eren never got along well with other children. It wasn’t until he became a recruit that he was together with others his age the way he now found himself.

While Eren had a strong competitive spirit, he never isolated himself in these situations. Even if he got in an argument and began to fight with another recruit, there was always someone there to step in and mediate.

“Food’s ready. All of you better eat up.”

Reiner poured everyone soup as Marco and Krista passed it out.

I used to think all that mattered was getting strong and defeating Titans… But it was here that I learned I can’t do it alone.

******

“What’s the matter? It’s going to get cold.”

“Oh! …It’s nothing.”

Mikasa tapped Eren’s shoulder as he was lost in thought. He noticed Jean gritting his teeth, as well as Connie and Sasha watching on and grinning.

In the rain, Eren saw them as reliable friends, people he could trust in.

I wonder if…I’m going to fight alongside them someday. We might be assigned to different branches, but…we’re fighting against the Titans no matter where we go in this world.

Even so, he halt he would be able to manage if he was fighting together with them.

While Eren couldn’t quite recognize his emotions as trust, the boy continued to quietly think about his future.

SOURCE:Attack on Titan: Short Stories