\Bertholdt/

I walk over to that, well, the only way to put this is, sexy man I'm married to.

Well, not married to, but I might as well be.

He's taking orders from customers while both the Annie's write them down, Annie writes on the laptop, and Annie Annie writes on paper, then we have Hitch, she gets the paper, Marlo gets things such as, pens, pencils, paint, canvases, paint brushes, lead, ink, and a lot more, I on the other hand draw out what is ordered, and then Annie Annie takes and delivers it to the person who ordered.

Or we leave it in our mailbox and let the mail lady deal with the location of the person.

"Hi, babe," Reiner says.

"Hi, Reiner," I say, and Reiner kisses my cheek. "Get back to work you slacker."

Hitch comes into see Reiner kissing me. (Almost getting us arrested.)

"Um. . .this is like you know, gay. Which it is illegal to be gay," she says. "So, are we gonna get arrested, or what?"

I slap Reiner. "Hello, do you not see the line of people?! Also, also, there's a lot of police officers around!!"

His face looks sad. "I'm sorry."

"Guys, shut uppppppppppppppp!" Annie says. "Hitch, you are the only one who listens."

Annie Annie looks offended. "What about me?"

"Fine," Annie says.

"Yay!" Annie Annie says.

I turn to Hitch. "How'd it go?"

"Here," she hands me a stack of papers when I hear Sasha's voice. Oh, shit!

"I would like a cake with meat chucks!" Sasha says.

"No!" I yell. "Sasha, no."

"But. . ." her voice carries a hint of hurt, and I turn around. "Why not?"

Reiner looks back and is his eyes, I can see him asking 'why'?

"I. . .I'm sorry, okay, I'm sorry!" I feel something wet drip down my face.

Then I let out sobs.

Arms wrap around my waist. "It's okay."

A gentle voice that carries an Armin accent.

Gentle, that's it!

His gentle voice is what makes him so gentle! Right?

I blink remembering that Armin has his arms around my waist.

"Uhh," I say.

Armin lets go, and from the awkward silence I can tell that he is flushed bright red.

"Sorry."

"Why are you saying sorry?" Annie asks.

"This doesn't matter, what matters, is that we get this line moving!" I say. "Oh, and, Armin, come here."

He walks over to me and I kiss him.

He blinks and scream-hums. "Mmmmm!"

I pull away and he falls (not actually) backwards. "What was that for Bertholdt?!"

"You needed it."

"Can we order something?" A manly voice calls out.

"Yes! Buy anything you want," I say.

Armin goes out of the shop and walks over to believe it or not. . .Erwin and Levi!

♫I believe I can fly♩

No, I don't believe I can fly.

I do believe I can burn people to a crisp, though.

Sorry Armin.