#goodnight dear and sweet dream
Good Night, Dear and Sweet Dreams (Goodnight. Sweet dreams, dear)
It was once said the dreams are a mirror of one’s heart. Perhaps dreams are a respite that allow one to forget their cruel and brutal day, or they might be an abyss even harsher than reality… What will tonight’s rest bring?
- Vol. 01 Sasha Blouse
- Vol. 02 Levi
- Vol. 03 Bertolt Hoover
- Vol. 04 Armin Arlert
- Vol. 05 Hange Zöe
- Vol. 06 Marco Bott
- Vol. 07 Annie Leonhart
- Vol. 08 Jean Kirstein
- Vol. 09 Moblit Berner
- Vol. 10 Mikasa Ackerman
- Vol. 11 Connie Springer
- Vol. 12 Reiner Braun
- Vol. 13 Carla Yeager
- Vol. 14 Ymir
- Vol. 15 Eren Yeager
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Good Night, Dear and Sweet Dreams series is published in the Attack on Titan: Short Stories booklet that was included in the Attack on Titan Season 3 Part 1 Manga Box Set[BUY HERE]
The Following Stories under the same series had also been published on the AU Smartpass Website[LINK ] but not included in the Booklet
- Nile Dok
- Oluo Bozado
- Hannes
- Erwin Smith
- Krista Lenz
- Mike Zacharias
- Keith Shadis
Good Night, Dear and Sweet Dreams Vol. 14 Ymir
She once had a very long nightmare.
That’s why she didn’t like dreams.
She tried to tire herself out as much as possible and fall into a deep sleep, then wake up as fast as she could in the morning.
“You’re so lucky, Ymir.”
“Huh? With what?”
“You always seem to sleep so well every night, and you’re able to get right up in the mornings, right?” The girl always by her side smiled casually.
“You don’t even sleep during lectures.”
“Well, I’m not like you,” Ymir said, nudging Sasha, the other girl present–before turning to face Krista, who stood beside her.
“It’s not something that just happens, you know? I don’t want to tire myself out more with weird dreams, anyway.”
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Ymir was telling the truth. Not only did she live the regimented life of a recruit, she never joined the other girls in the dorm in staying up late, she skipped out on any odd jobs that seemed like they would keep her long, and she always did a small bit of exercise on her bed before falling asleep, making sure that she could go straight to sleep once she closed her eyes. This was because she hated nightmares.
…I messed that one up.
But tonight was different.
She had been placed on the same squad as Krista for their camping training, but when Krista separated from the pack in search for a reserve horse that had run away, Ymir had been sent to find her as the most talented recruit present.
“Sorry, Ymir! Thanks for coming to help me.”
“This is the last time, okay?! Sheesh… Look at how late it is already,” they galloped side by side down the moonlit path back to camp. There would be a little bit of time before they had to leave…but the bright moon had the effect of keeping her strangely awake. Ymir now thought it would have been better if she had no time to sleep at all…
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What…is this place?
She was submerged in darkness, somewhere that even light of the moon could not reach. Her thought were interrupted by noises every now and then.
“No–!”
“Stop–!”
Screams, groans, and voices that shook in fear. Then, silence. She wandered alone for a long, long time.
…Stop it! I’m different now!
A headache. Her body was heavy.
Most of all, she felt sick–she felt lonely, isolated as if she was a pariah to the world, and she could feel the heat building from behind her eyes…
“Ymir… You can’t cry…”
The clear voice came from nowhere and turned into a shinning light. Ymir reached out as if to grab it, but the drops of light that came raining down passed through her fingers.
“I’ll fall together with you…”
“Y-You idiot… What would be the point then…?” Ymir grit her teeth and held onto this frail light. “I’m going to protect you…and live a great life. I’ve already made my decision!”
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Ymir snapped awake to see Krista watching her with a concerned look.
“Are you okay, Ymir? It’s not like you to groan in your sleep like that… And look at how much you sweat, too.”
She enjoyed the feeling of Krista’s cool hand against her forehead.
“I wonder if you might have a fever. Probably because I kept you up late yesterday…”
“Do you seriously think that would happen…? I just wasn’t getting a good night’s sleep, that’s all.”
She brushed Krista’s hand aside to wipe away her sweat with her own hand. She felt better, but she didn’t want others–in other words, Krista–to know.
That’s right. I woke up from that dream. And then…I found something.
Ymir got up on her own, put on an unconcerned face, and started cleaning up the dorm with members of another squad.
“You’re okay, then?”
“Yeah. So hurry up and start helping out,” she replied gruffly to the girl who continued to be concerned for her, only to smile in the next moment.
Even if this world is like a nightmare, I made a decision to live a great future in it.
The morning sun illuminated her powerful, hidden determination.
SOURCE: Attack on Titan: Short Stories
Good Night, Dear and Sweet Dreams Vol. 07 Annie Leonhart
New soldiers, even ones in the Military Police, have a lot to do. That said, they still have more free time than in the Training Corps, so Annie’s peer seemed to occasionally go out to town and enjoy themselves, shopping and so on.
“Take a look, Annie. This skirt was on sale for fifty percent off!”
“…Hm.”
Annie met every piece of clothing that her roommate Hitch showed her with the same uninterested glance as she rolled about on her bed.
“You should come with me some time for a change. You’re not social at all, Annie.”
“…Leave me alone.”
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Annie’s new post was in Stohess District, a town that protruded from the Wall and had a door allowing passage through it. These kinds of towns–such as Trost District and, of course, Shiganshina District in previous days–were full of people due to the Royal Government’s actions, making them also centers of distribution.
“Hm…?”
“C'mon, don’t you think this one would be perfect for me, Annie?”
Annie suddenly found herself in the center of its main street. Nearby, Hitch pointed at a show window. An aristocratic dress was on display in the shop.
“I can’t buy that dress…not on the kind of salary we get.”
“I know that! I was just saying,” Hitch said, letting out a trademark cackle. “Anyway, we’re soldiers. We don’t have any chance to wear clothes like that.”
“We’re soldiers, sure, but you know we’re MPs, right? What if one day we end up acting as guards for nobles, and there a handsome young aristocrat falls in love with one of us while we’re on duty… Something like that!”
“You dream too much.”
By Annie’s standards, she was being talkative.
Had she and Hitch…no, had she and any of her fellow recruits in the Training Corps ever joked back and forth like this?
The scene began to faintly blur.
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“Oh, Annie!”
Someone began waving her hand and running toward Annie from the other side of the hazy scene.
“…Krista?”
It was the girl who was kind to everyone, someone who was always considerate, even to someone as unsociable as Annie.
“You’re going shopping? What a wonderful store.”
“Why–”
Why are you here? She wanted to ask, but her question was drowned out by the procession of figures who came to take to her.
“So you’re finally interested in dressing up, Annie?”
“Ooh, there’s a cart selling meat over there!”
Those she knew from the Training Corps walked through town, cheerful and excited. The scene was an impossible one, but it also reminded Annie of something.
“You're…all here.”
While only a few words came out of Annie’s mouth, they were filled with kindness.
“The boys are here, too. I think Reiner and Bertolt are on that street over there,” Ymir’s indistinct voice said, pointed in a different direction.
“Reiner and Bertolt…”
Annie’s spine froze in shock at the two names.
…That’s right. I'm…
Soon the cold was everywhere, and Annie held herself in her own arms, shivering.
I don’t have any right to smile.
As Annie’s senses grew colder, her happy Corpsmates began to disappear like fog.
“I’m sorry… I’m sorry!”
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“You sleep every night with such a scary look on your face. How do you do it?”
When Annie opened her eyes, Hitch was there, peeking at her bed with an astonished expression.
“…Is it morning?”
Hitch nodded, then stepped away from the bed to stretch as she put on her jacket.
“Yep. You’d better hurry up and change, or else we’ll be late.”
“…I know.”
The emotions in her voice was restrained, unlike in her dream. Annie felt relieved to hear the voice coming from her mouth.
I…can’t be the person I was in that dream. Not ever, no matter what happens…
Annie gulped down hard as something began to well up inside of her. She crawled out of bed. The sun seemed unusually bright.
SOURCE: Attack on Titan: Short Stories
Good Night, Dear and Sweet Dreams Vol. 09 Moblit Berner
Late one night, two soldiers could be heard quickly walking down the hall of the Survey Corps barracks.
“…How long did we end up watching after the sun went down?”
“Seven hours. The Titan stopped moving after four.”
“I see… Looks like we’ve got a real night owl on our hands.”
“If anyone’s a night owl, Squad Leader, it’s you.”
Hange, busy studying the biology of a captured Titan, stretched and asked the aide by their side a question. After using the recorded data to give a reply, he warned Hange about their actions.
“But how can you not be curious…? Whoops, I need to write an action plan for the squad before sleeping.”
“I already wrote it. Please sign it and go straight to bed.”
Hange took the documents that seemed to come out of nowhere as they showed their appreciation.
“Sorry to always do this to you, Moblit.”
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Agh… They really don’t think of themselves at all when they’re running experiments. How many times did they nearly get eaten today alone?
Now that he was in his room, Moblit drooped his shoulders, changed into his nightwear, and got into bed with a sigh. Complaints about his superior mixed together with his hazy thoughts.
The Squad Leader gets too engrossed in things, that’s what it is. Studying Titan biology is an important mission, but what good is it if it gets you eaten?
Moblit began to imagine the day’s experiments, where Hange got as close as possible to a restrained Titan and tried to communicate with it.
“Hey there! Do you understand me?”
“Squad Leader!”
…It felt like Hange was too close.
The Titan opened its large mouth and loomed close above Hange’s head.
“What are you doing?! You’re going to be…!”
As always, Moblit moved to stop whatever was about to happen by force…but for some reason, his body didn’t move.
Hange’s head then went straight into the Titan’s mouth–
“Ah… AAAAAGH!”
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“AAAaaahh…! Ah?!”
Moblit was awakened by his own screams. When he got up, he saw he was in the same barracks room as always. He put his head into his hands and let out a tired sigh.
So it was just a dream… I always have this kind of dream when there’s a test subject.
While a common dream among Survey Corpsmen, seeing one’s superior being eaten was never a welcome one.
If we lost Squad Leader Hange…it would be a major blow to the Corps. …I need to make sure to never take my eye off of them.
A shiver went through Moblit’s Body as he renewed his determination as his Squad Leader’s aide.
“Wait… Could this actually be…a prophecy?!”
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“Hey, aren’t you gonna get up? I’m right here! A tasty human!”
“What are you doing, Squad Leader?!”
Just as Moblit hurriedly arrived at the area where the Titan was confined, he saw exactly what he expected: Hange holding a candle and speaking to an unmoving Titan at an extremely close distance. Moblit’s scolding didn’t mean a thing to them.
“Well, I couldn’t get to sleep. I thought I might as well watch over it all night.”
“The test is scheduled for tomorrow night. That’s why you need to hurry up and get ready for bed today.”
“Is it?”
“Please don’t forget plans that you made yourself, Squad Leader.”
Moblit breathed a sigh of relief as he communicated this information matter-of-factly. At the very least, his superior hadn’t been eaten.
…There aren’t many Survey Corpsmen who have to worry about their superiors getting eaten by a Titan when they’re inside the Walls.
As he dragged Hange, still in nightwear, back to the barracks. Moblit looked into the sky and carried out his job.
SOURCE:Attack on Titan: Short Stories
