Jean Kirstein - Epilogue; The Omelette Strikes Back
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Jean stood there in shock for a moment as the rest of the antidote had suddenly been destroyed by an calculated gunshot, thanks to Alvin's "handiwork", not just that, but, they had NO way out! This irritated Jean to no end, and in his anger, he rushed forwards.
"Hey! The hell do you think you're doing?!" He shouted, intending to grab Alvin by the collar of his shirt, but, he has already begun to leave by that point, and, well, Jean was clearly not able to catch up to Alvin in time, he was already receding into the portal as he continued to speak, the portal closed on Alvin, cutting off the rest of what he had to say... Jean looked enraged, but, then his attention turned to Nemesis and the hooded figure, he still wasn't 100% sure who or what exactly that boy was, just that he was part of this "Aether" thing, whatever it was... Nemesis basically body-slamming the poor bloke appeared to have shocked him out of his panicking state, and his final statement before he disappeared into another portal only left him with more questions... However, the portal remained there, and it looks like it was their ticket home... Jean looked around at the others briefly, seeming to give everyone a quick nod, as of to say "goodbye", but, realizing that he should probably get home as soon as possible, he headed through the portal, hoping it would take him to his destination...
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Jean felt every fiber of his being stretching and distorting in places as he was carried across the realms of time and space itself, hurtling through countless Universes, and planes of existence, before his body appeared to be drawn to his "home" world like a magnet. It almost felt like he became a meteor in that moment, hurtling towards his destination with alarmingly fast velocities, and only increasing in speed, it felt like he was about to burn up from the air friction or something, but... Surprisingly enough, when the feeling of falling finally came to a jarring end, he found himself laying down on something soft, warm, and, in fact, rather relaxing... Wait, hang on, was that... Food he smelt cooking? He could almost swear it was the smell of an expertly cooked omelette... Wait... Omelette... That meant he was back home, and... Laying in his room, wait a second, something felt really off about his whole posture; the last thing he remembered before entering "Aether" was drawing, and then, he lost consciousness... And now he was... Laying down in fetal position? Not just that, but, he didn't just feel a pencil in one of his hands, he also felt his left arm laying against something rigid... He slowly cracked his eyes open, and raised his head to see what it was.
It was a drawing of... Sasha?! For the first time since he had started drawing, he had drawn someone other than Mikasa... HOW in the world did he miss this?! Well, come to think of it, as he flipped through the little "sketchbook" he had, he realized his most recent were in fact all of Sasha, but... Why? Actually... Hang on, when was the last time he THOUGHT about Mikasa up to this point? Ever since that incident with Annie being the female titan and all... Hmm... Never actually, so... Sasha had replaced Mikasa's role in his head?... Wait, WHAT WAS HE THINKING?! As if on cue, a knock on his door interrupted his thoughts, making him jump, looking at his sketchbook, an anime style sweat-drop suddenly rolled down the side of his head. SHIT! He can't let ANYONE see this! Otherwise his poor sanity couldn't take this! Without thinking, he quickly buried it under his blanket, then he headed towards the door, about to grab onto the doorknob, but, just then, it was more or less flung open, and the person to greet him was none other than.... SASHA?!
"The Omelette returns!!!" She shouted, dramatically zipping inside, holding a plate with an freshly cooked omelette on it... This would have been almost comical in any other situation, to Jean, the sunlight was dramatically streaming through an convenient window nearby, and her hair was being thrown afray from how fast she had been running, and for a moment there, Jean could even imagine "kawaii-sparkles" floating around her briefly, but he shook his head a little, to clear his mind from that for the moment... And then he suddenly realized something... Sasha had BROUGHT food?
"Uh... What?" Jean said, looking puzzled... It was practically abnormal for such a thing to occur, and more or less inconcievable to Jean that she would do something like this, but, oddly enough, he was quite calm about this...
Sasha sort of thrusted the place towards him, almost menacingly
"You didn't eat!" she said, causing Jean to suddenly don a rather silly looking grin.
"I... What?" He said, looking a little confused, but, suddenly, it sort of clicked in his head... Did Sasha actually want to... Apologize for stealing that last omelette? What a strange development indeed, but, he didn't seem to have any problem with that... He produced a fork from his pocket, one that he had kept around in the event that Sasha took his utensils (which... Was more common than one thought), and took a piece of the omelette, savoring the flavor for a moment, shrugging a bit.
"Not bad." He said, that silly grin was still on his face as he made his next move, putting the fork down on the plate, and picking up the fork that was originally already placed on it, using it to scoop up another piece of the omelette, before feeding it to an unsuspecting Sasha, who blinked a little, but, didn't seem to protest... She didn't seem to mind having a bit of extra food.
"... D-Don't expect me to do that all the time..." He muttered, crossing his arms a little as he tried to puff his cheeks a bit, playing this embarrassing exchange off a little, this resulted in Sasha kind of poking his nose lightly.
Sasha blinked a few times, before a rather cheerfull expression suddenly formed on her face
"You're not such a meanie-head after all!" she said, even giggling a little.
"Well... I guess so..." Jean muttered, averting his eyes a little bit... Then he looked up, something suddenly appearing to dawn upon him
"Hey... Sasha, would you-?" he was unable to finish his sentence as a sudden booming sound occurred, followed by another... And another, and another... They both looked towards the window to his room, noticing people were rushing about, more booming sounds occurred, and it was beginning to become clear that these were the sounds of cannon's being fired... But... Why? They were supposed to be SAFE within the inner walls, right?! Was there another titan shifted attack? But... Where was the flash of light? It looked like they were needed inaction though, as the sounds of many people rushing down the halls cued them into that fact... Upon realizing this, Sasha sort of smiled at him, giving him a small hug
"We'll talk later! We gotta go see what's up first! Catcha with the recon corps!" she shouted, giving him a little wave before she grabbed the rest of the omelette, having it sort of dangle from her mouth as she bounded towards the armory... Jean sighed, shaking his head with a sheepish grin on his face
"Yeah... See you there...!" he said, managing to raise his voice just enough to be hopefully heard by Sasha... Then, he walked off after her... Though he glanced out the window, the horizon seemed a little darker than usual today... With a shrug, he picked up his pace, figuring they'd best take action as soon as possible... Who knows what sort of threat they might be up against right now?
End - Days With Little Ms. Potato Head
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