Unusual Friendship
They didn't think that the two wouldn't get along. She was gruff, he was calm, she was a little shit, he was a following soldier. Yet they did get along, in the most surprising way possible.
"What? You need help, shorty?" Ymir laughed as she hit Eren on the back from where he was trying to reach a mint leaf, "Your legs giving out?"
"Easy for you to say," Eren kicks her in the shin, and she doesn't go down despite the small grimace, "The only one that can see the top of your head is God."
"What? How do you not know that I'm not God?"
"God is supposed to be a divine being, you aren't, Ymir."
"Ya got that right."
Marco stared at both of them. They were either arguing or having a conversation. He thinks it's the latter, since none of them are at each other's throats.
Their friendship is very weird.
"Seriously? Again?" Eren crossed his arms as Sasha looked at him.
Ymir looked from where she had yelled at Sasha for not acting like herself, "Who? Me or her?"
"Both. You don't have to yell at her like Kris said, you could just tell her not to,"
"Who's gonna teach her, eh?"
". . . How the hell did Kris fall for you."
Ymir exaggerated a swoon, "Must be cause of my charming personality and my good looks!"
"Your only proving my point."
Eren slapped Ymir using a empty plate. She got up and growled with a smirk, "You wanna fight, Eren?"
"Maybe."
Ymir lunged as Eren placed the plate on the table. He ran outside and he was tackled by Ymir, where everyone else was having a surprising break.
"How about I smash your face into a tree, Bright Eyes?"
"Only if you can reach me and my short-ass, Freckles!"
Despite it all, there was no bite in their words. They were having fun, in a very strange way.
Currently, they had snuck out and looked at the 'haunted' woods, where they both had heard old stories. No, they didn't believe it. They were bored as hell.
Ymir looked back into the woods, where Eren was at. She shrugged and turned back, 'He'll be okay.'
"FUCK YOU!"
Ymir turned back, 'Or not.'
"FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! AND ESPECIALLY YOU IN THE HANGING TREE, FUCK YOU!"
Ymir slowly blinked as she heard Eren's increasingly agitated voice in the woods. "He probably isn't going to be the same after this."
Eren soon came out, heaving for breath, the lantern in his hands firmly. Ymir patted him on the back, "So. . . how's your lungs?"
"Fantastic."
"Who knows? Maybe I would like Reiner!"
Eren stopped reading his book, "Ymir, your a lesbian."
"You like him,"
Eren ignored Ymir.
"You like him, don't you, chocolate boy."
Eren still ignored Ymir.
All in all, their friendship was fucking wacky, weird, and very dumb. But they were, in fact, still friends.