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A/N: So, I'm not horribly familiar with the rating system yet and just kind of guessed on how to rate this story. If readers think that the rating I gave this story is too high or two low, please let me know and I shall correct it.

This fic takes place after Eren and the most of the 104th squad (at least, the important people anyway) have joined the survey corps but before the female titan arc.

Truth or Dare

The trainees of the 104th squad looked around at each other, not really sure what to do with themselves. For some reason, they had been given the night off and no one knew what to do with their free time. It had been such a rare and fleeting thing for so many years now that they had all forgotten just what they were supposed to do with it. Or perhaps their tastes had simply changed over the years. Teens had no interest in the games children played. The first few hours of their evening had been spent catching up, but now the night dragged on with nothing to do.

"Doesn't anybody have any ideas?" Connie gripped, draping himself over one of the dining hall tables.

"We could spy on the officers. I'll bet they do interesting stuff when no one else is around," Ymir suggested, a malicious grin on her face.

"We don't need to spy on them to know that," Reiner pointed out. "They're weird enough normally."

"We could at least ask them for ideas. Surely at least one of them would know what to do. They have more free time than we do," Christa added.

Jean waved his hand dismissively. "Too much effort."

"We could play a game," Bertholdt suggested.

"Like what?" Connie questioned.

"Yeah, it's not like anyone has a deck of cards." Ymir gave an exasperated shake of her head. "Look at the lot of us. We finally have some time to ourselves and no one knows what to do. It's pathetic."

"What about 'Truth or Dare'?" Sasha asked, putting down the roll she was eating just long enough to speak.

"Never heard of it," Reiner answered.

"It's easy to play," she coaxed.

"We didn't have anything like that in Shiganshina, but it's worth a try. At least it will be something to do," Armin remarked.

"How does it work?" Bertholdt asked.

"Well, the player is asked 'truth or dare'. If they pick 'truth' they have to answer whatever question the other players come up with truthfully and if they choose 'dare' they have to complete whatever task the other players dare them to do."

"Sounds like fun," Ymir said, smirking, "especially with this crowd."

All of the trainees moved to one area, sitting in a misshapen circle. Eren sat between Mikasa and Armin. On Mikasa's other side was Jean, who was next to Ymir. Christa was beside Ymir and Sasha, who was next to Connie. Connie was also next to Reiner. Completing the circle, between Armin and Reiner, was Bertholdt.

"Who'll start?" Connie asked.

"Shouldn't it be Sasha, since she's the one who knows how to play?" Bertholdt replied.

"Just ask me 'truth or dare'," Sasha instructed.

Connie was the one to ask. She chose truth. He thought about it for a moment then asked "What's your favorite color?"

"You can't ask something lame like that," Sasha scolded. "It has to be something juicy!" She drooled at the thought of other things that were juicy.

"Fine then," Ymir retorted. "How much do you weigh?"

It was a good question. Surely the weight of someone who ate as much as Sasha did would be some large, embarrassing number.

"Fifty-five kilograms," she replied easily, returning to her roll.

"That's less than me!" Connie protested.

"And she's taller than you too," Reiner noted.

"Really?" Bertholdt questioned, then turned to the girl in question, "How tall are you?"

"It's not her turn anymore," Eren pointed out. "So you're not allowed to ask that."

The game continued on like that for some time, long enough for the sun to completely set and three full candles to burn to the end.

"It's Armin's turn," Mikasa noted. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth," he answered, just as he had every other time his turn came around. He had no intention of taking a chance with this group. He had nothing to hide from them-nothing that he couldn't convincingly lie about anyway-but there was no way to escape a dare. Based on what he had seen all night, the dares they gave were embarrassing and not something he wanted to be doing himself. No, picking truth was the much safer option.

It was Christa-dear, sweet Christa-who asked the question, the question that had turned many a player's faces red throughout the evening and resulted in much stammering and attempts to avoid the question. "Who do you like?"

"No one," Armin replied easily.

It was a lie he had been telling for so long that it didn't bother him anymore. He hadn't even told Mikasa or Eren about it. What did it matter now anyway? The object of his affections was long gone, spending her days with the military police instead of by Armin's side.

"Boring," Ymir muttered. "Eren's next, and let me guess, he's going to pick 'dare'."

Jean didn't even wait for a response. "I dare you to steal Captain Levi's special cleaning supplies, the ones he keeps locked up in the closet in his office."

"Sure," Eren agreed easily, a plan already forming in his mind. "But I'll do it tomorrow. He's probably in there right now."

"Chicken," Reiner muttered under his breath.

Eren stood up angrily, ready for a fight. Mikasa yanked him back down into his seat. "Tomorrow then," she replied, her tone even and face expressionless. No one challenged her.

It turned out to be a surprisingly easy task for Eren to accomplish. Levi handed the supplies right over when Eren asked if he could borrow them, using the story that he wanted to clean the trainees' bathroom. What made it even better was that he didn't actually have to do it. He decided that the next time a trainee chose dare, he would simply challenge them to clean the bathroom and then they would have to do it for him instead of him. Regrettably, the creation of Jean's dare had already been given to Bertholdt, so Eren couldn't give it to him. Connie was the unfortunate victim, but the rest of the trainees, even Eren, ended up helping him out of pity and in the interest of keeping the game a secret. None of them wanted to find out what would happen if Levi found out his supplies had been taken (only Eren, Mikasa, and Armin knew they had been borrowed and not stolen) for such a frivolous reason. Despite it all, Eren was smiling as they cleaned. It had been so long since they had all worked together and he was enjoying the companionship. Being the only titan-shifter in existence was lonely.

A/N: I chose to use "captain" as Levi's title because he isn't actually a corporal. That title came from a mistranslation of "heicho" and I just don't feel right about using a title that I know doesn't apply. "Heicho" is actually short for "heishicho" (according to Levi's official profile), which roughly translates to "leader of the soldiers". This is not an equivalent to lance corporal, which is a fairly low rank and doesn't match up with how we see Levi act in the manga. Technically, captain isn't quite the right word, but it is closest and is being used in official translations so that's what I will be using for this story. I came to this decision after thinking about it for a long time and after fully researching the matter, so please don't argue with me about this. I'm not going to change my mind.

Also, I don't actually ship Aruani. I stuck it in here because my friend is a shipper and I felt like being nice to her.

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