A/N: What up, friends? Just a little warning that this story here is extremely roughly put together in the deep depth of night when my eyelids are pretty much superglued together and I've got my science notes on the other side of the screen trying to cram for my exam. I never proofread, which is a lovely excuse for the fact that my writing is possibly riddled with mistakes and terrible grammar and that y'all lovely people are gonna have to deal with it. I apologise in advance.

Aaand since I have no clue on where the hell this story's gonna go let us just take a moment to pray that it will be a good ol' happy ending and i won't have to cry while writing it because that will blur my vision and i won't be able to see my science notes anymore.

Enough rambling, enjoy! ^.^

There was a blinding flash, and the hiss of steam filled my ears and shrouded my vision.

In the sudden heat, I faintly realized that there was a single thought that lingered momentarily in my mind before fading away:

Dammit. I fucked up.

Unfortunately, I didn't really have a clue on what that meant.

As the steam swirled and faded away, so did the heat, and I was left standing in miserable, damp coldness.

Where was I?

In the dim light, I could only hear the crawling of rats and spiders, and see that all around me was a spherical wall of man-made rock, surrounding me in a seemingly endless spiral.

I looked upwards.

From where I stood, I could see a small circular patch of sky from a distant opening up above – clear and brilliantly blue.

"Eren? You okay in there?" A woman's voice echoed through, and I tilted my head further backwards to see a small blotch of black against the bright blue of the sky.

Who is that?

"Ohhhhh my god, guys! Hurry, get him up!" The voice shouted excitedly and then suddenly more blots of black disrupted the view of the sky, bobbing around the edges of the circular opening.

A shadow of an arm reached out and then something long was descending rapidly towards me. I flinched and took a step away as a rope was whipped down onto one side of the wall, swaying slightly side to side. There was a voice from above telling me to grab onto it, so although I had no clue what was going on, I did as I was told and cautiously grabbed onto the rope with both hands. Soon I felt the rope being pulled upwards, and I looked down to see the patch of ground I was previously standing on get smaller and smaller. I heard the soft thunks as the huge leather boots on my feet slipped off and dropped back down onto the ground.

The daylight was blinding when I was finally out of what now appeared to be a well, and I had to squint and shield my eyes to look around. Unfamiliar faces surrounded me, all peering at me with surprised expressions.

Except for one overly excited woman with glasses that kept skipping around and jumping and then bounded over to me.

"Eren! It's still you isn't it?" She spoke fast, and I was forced to nod violently as she grabbed my shoulders excitedly and shook me around. "Oh my god, you're tiny!"

I am?

I looked down to see my body, and found it was the same as usual. Same size, same everything except the clothes, which seemed a lot too big for me.

Weird.

The woman with glasses continued to squeal on about something, I realized, and I tuned in just in time to hear her squawking about how 'little Eren was a complete cutie' and how 'she had to show Levi'.

What the hell was she talking about?

And suddenly the woman had a very tight grasp on my arm and was dragging me towards a large castle-like building, still talking enthusiastically. "I have no idea what happened, but I gotta show this to Levi! Do you remember who he is? Actually do you remember who anyone is? Do you still have the mind of your fifteen year- old self? How old are you now anyway? If you don't remember, well then I'm Hanji, nice to meet you! I would just love to experiment with you; this is sooo interesting! You know how you…"

Well, she likes to talk, doesn't she?

Filtering Hanji's ecstatic blubbering out of my hearing, I looked around at the inside of the castle. It was impeccably clean, I realized, and the walls and floor almost seemed to sparkle in its ridiculously dust-free state. I felt a stab of guilt as I looked down to see my bare feet leaving small tracks of dirt on the gleaming floor. How does concrete even gleam anyway?

"We're here!" Hanji announced, and she burst through a wooden door with an excessively polished golden doorknob, calling 'Levi' in a singsong voice.

From behind her back, I could just see a grumpy man staring rather grudgingly at some pieces of paper piled on his desk, a pen held lazily in his left hand.

Wait, is he…?

"Levi! Look look!" Without warning, Hanji shoved me roughly into the room, her hand digging into my back. I stumbled in, almost losing my balance and face planting onto the spotless floor.

"It's Eren! Look how adorable he is!" She shouted, and I straightened up as the man at the desk flicked his eyes away from his documents to gaze coldly towards me. An agonizing second of silence passed, and then another before his eyes slid up to Hanji's smiling face. "Hanji." He growled, pushing out of his chair, "What. Did. You. Do?"

"Ahh, that. I don't know! He was going to turn into a titan and then poof! Ta-daaa!" She unexpectedly swept me clean off my feet and squeezed me close to her body to squish her face against my cheek. I don't even try to escape her clutches. "But who cares? He's the cutest creature I've seen since Bean and Sawney-"

She shut up abruptly when she noticed Levi glaring at her with the scariest look I had ever seen in my whole entire life. I froze up too when his glare slid down to meet my eyes, boring into me with cold intensity.

"Go and find out how it happened, shitty glasses, before Erwin comes in and blames me for it. You can leave the fucking brat here for the time being. Leave." I felt Hanji pause and could almost hear her pouting before reluctantly setting me back down onto the ground. She patted me on the shoulder with a stage whispered "I'll see you later!" before I heard her spin on her heels and her footsteps fade away down the corridor.

I turned to face the man.

He was leaning against his desk, looking down at me in an extremely superior manner. I thought I knew his face, but now I wasn't so sure.

"Brat. How old are you?" He asked unexpectedly, and I look up at him.

"Six." I said in an embarrassingly quiet voice, and when he continued to glare down at me I flicked my eyes to the gleaming floor. "S-sir." I added.

"Tch. And you really don't remember what you did before you came here? Did you have any remaining thoughts or anything?"

What I did before? Remaining thoughts?

"Well," I started awkwardly, "I-ah…there were some um, weird thoughts in my mind for a bit when I realized I was in that well, but I'm not sure why it was there or what it means." He kept glaring down at me so I stuttered, "I-I think it was something like 'I fucked up'."

The glower he gave me made me decide that I probably shouldn't ever open my mouth ever again.

But then I heard the tiniest of chuckles, and I looked back up to see a slight smile on his lips, probably as rare a sight as the rate of survival outside of the walls.

"Sound like your fifteen-year-old self stuffed up. Useless, aren't you?"

I found myself whimpering a weak apology before I could stop myself. I still didn't understand what he meant but at least now I knew he really did not enjoy my presence. Great.

"Um, excuse me." He glances down at me again. "Are you Lance corporal Levi?"

For a moment, his eyebrows twitch up and surprise is written in his eyes before it disappears completely. "How do you know?"

"I, uh, see you sometimes before and after your expeditions. I want to be like you when I grow up! I want to join the Scouting Legion!"

That was a rather embarrassing thing to say, I realized, but this realization always came after the words had already left my mouth. And just when I met the man I so worshipped and aspired to be like.

But rather than a glare, I received a soft expression- a glimmer of a smile.

"Is that right." He said quietly, looking at me almost sadly. "Well, maybe you just will."