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SNK AU fic -- Road Trip, part 2Maybe the math professor doesn’t want to use a GPS, but that doesn’t mean Armin can’t quietly keep track of their progress from his position in the back seat. His grandpa got him this phone just before he left for college. It was to keep Armin safe. So he could call people and/or find his way home in an emergency. And Armin does feel safe, watching the little icon move slowly and steadily across the little highway. Erwin’s route doesn’t necessarily correspond to the route the GPS gave Armin when he typed in his grandpa’s address, but the GPS recalculates the route every time. If Erwin and his maps ever get lost, Armin can give them an accurate course in seconds. For the first hour or so, that’s all Armin does, just stare at the little moving icon, and at the window, and the softly falling snow outside it. He could read one of the books he brought in his backpack, but scary Levi is right next to hi
SNK AU fic -- Road Trip, part 1“Are you sure it’s okay if I visit my grandpa over break?” Armin asks Eren.
“What? Of course,” Eren says, a little puzzled.
Eren doesn’t understand that he and Mikasa are Armin’s only family, besides Grandpa. Eren doesn’t understand the extent to which absolutely nobody except Eren wants to hear about dinosaur facts or the Yellowstone supervolcano. Eren also hasn’t been bullied. He doesn’t know what that does to your ability to trust anyone, your appreciation of what power can look like. And Eren has a lot of power over Armin.
“Okay!” Armin says.
When he’s back in his dorm packing, he wishes Eren and Mikasa were there. The trip scares him so much. When he’s around Eren and Mikasa, he’s safe. When he’s back at his Grandpa’s house, he’s safe. But in between here and there… he’s alone. And when Armin is
How It Began"God, your two o'clock is here."
"I have a two o'clock?"
"He's been here since 7:45. I figured it's only polite to... sir."
God sighed. "Fine, send him in."
While He waited God cleared His desk of papers and blueprints; no need for outsiders to see His plans. Soon enough the door to His office opened and God stood, smiled, held out a hand towards one of the two visitor's chairs.
"God! Great stuff you're doing in sector 2-7-0! Great stuff!"
The man's hands were clammy, his handshake limp. Rumpled suit, porkpie hat, briefcase... oh Jes-- oh dear, a salesman. God's smile slipped a little but He soldiered on gamely. With luck He could shoo the poor guy away in a few minutes.
"So, what can I do for you?"
The man sat, briefcase across his knees. "Sector 2-7-0! Everyone's talking about it! What do you call it? Man and merman?"
"Man and woman, actually. And thanks. But we're pretty busy around here, and..."
"Oh! Right! No time for the wicked, eh?" The salesman winked and popped his briefcase,
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