A/N: Please note that this is of course Fan Fiction, therefore the events described would be slightly deviated from the orginal telling.

And nope, I in fact do not own Shingeki no Kyojin or anything else I write about.

This is a modern AU fic-drink responsibly! I mean this, not alcohol.

Chapter 1

"Eren wake up," screamed the Devil inside his head as he pounded on all his drums and double bass pedals.

"Eren, EREN!" screamed an Angel as he fell into the void of a universe spinning topsy-turvy.

"Uh, damnit Eren," loudly sighed a voice of an entity much closer to home as the back of a hand smacked against Eren's forehead.

"Oww, what!?" Eren blurted out as his eyes flew open.

Almost instantly he closed them again due to the brightness and the burn. His right hand slowly but surely searched around to locate his forehead to rub the throbbing pain. The weight on his stomach began to ease up and relax.

"Are you alright?" said the entity again in a slightly softer tone.

"Is he alright?" said another voice further off in the void.

"I think so," responded the first.

Eren gathered the strength to slowly open up his eyes again. But instead of seeing Devils or Angels or just streaming lines of random confusing colors that kept his body so woozy, he saw his friends. Mikasa and Armin looking down at him with concern.

"Ughh, get off me, you're heavy," protested Eren when he realized Mikasa had him straddled.

"Drink this first," pressed Mikasa, holding a cup of water barely an inch from his mouth.

"No," Eren said stubbornly.

"Drink," Mikasa pressed.

"You drink it," responded Eren.

Mikasa responded with pouring half the contents of the cup between Eren's lips as he weakly struggled to fight her off. As soon as she stopped he coughed and choked most of the water back up. Mikasa raised herself back onto her feet and stood next to Armin to stare down at the most severe hangover that either of them had ever seen.

"Why..(cough)..wh...(cough)..were you on top of (cough) me," Eren struggled to say.

"Because this is where you fell asleep Eren," Mikasa pointed out, gesturing to the narrow bedroom doorframe where his bottom half was in and top half was out.

"Why..(cough)," asked Eren.

"Because this is as far as I could get you," spoke up Armin. "I tried to get you all the way into your bed...but you wanted to sleep here."

"At least you've got a pillow and a blanket," Mikasa chimed.

"I've got to get into my bed..Uh..my whole body hurts," Eren struggled to say, but it didn't take him long to realize. "Where are my clothes!?"

"Ahh..I'm not really sure how you lost them Eren," Armin said half apologeticaly.

"He still has on his briefs," said Mikasa.

Both Armin and Eren shot her a sideways stare.

"What? I checked," she defended.

Minutes later Eren was propped up in his bed with a warm pair of clothes on. Drinking water and popping asprin. Armin filled a bag of ice for his head and they both took their positions on edge of his bed.

"I found your phone," Armin spoke up. "It was in the shower drain."

"Oh no..." Eren said softly with closed lids.

"A lot of missed calls, and more texts," continued Armin. "Oh...and eight death threats. Two from Jean and six from Sasha."

"Eren, what did you do last night?" asked a overly concerned Mikasa.

"I don't remember," Eren said, trying not to think.

"Well start to remember!" burst out Mikasa. "I leave Trost for one night and this is the hell you raise!?"

"You don't know anything yet," chuckled Armin, but soon regreted it and gained his serious composure back. Damn she could be so scary sometimes.

"We all share this apartment now Eren, so if someone or a lot of people are coming to try and kill you then I at least need to know why," Mikasa said, calming down slightly.

"...Jean threw a house party..." Eren began.

"I already know that," countered Mikasa.

"You didn't want to go," Eren said.

"I know that part too," Mikasa pressed.

"And I might have had a little too much to drink, end of story," finished Eren.

"If that's the end of the story then why are you covered in welts and bruises? If that's the end then why do you most of our friends want to kill you? If that's the end then why are there police reports on the table?" fired Mikasa.

"I don't know ok!" Eren fired back. "Most of that is news to me."

"Then start from the beginning," Mikasa pleaded.

"Damn woman...do I really have to?" Eren moaned.

"Eren! What did you do last night!?"

End of Chapter 1

I have completely and utterly been stuck in SnK, it is without a doubt the best manga/anime I've yet come across. Actually got me into cosplaying as well.

This will be a short humor story, I'll update as soon as I can.

And I'll finish this with all my other fics all in due time, rest assured!