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" Tree!"
"Tree? Um.. Iâm not a tree, little boy.." he said. The small child looked familiar, but he wasnât sure who he looked like.
" But you are so tall like one." Marco tilted his head to the side having to literally look up at the other. The little finger reached out to poke into the other just being more curious.
Levi hadnât actually eaten much, mainly because: 1) It was filled with jam 2) Covered in sugar so extremely sweet 3) He took his time and made sure it didnât make a mess. Though as he was eating from ontop of the roof, he had noticed a small child. Intense eyes looked down at him. What was he doing in the underground city? There wasnât many children around here, so it was rare.
"HmâŚA child..?"
Now how was he going to get all the way up there? Looking around Marco searched for a place to climb but had no avail. He was far from home and lost just because following this man but it has not hit the child the situation he put himself in. Finding a spot climbing just a short distance before falling right to his rump. A small bit of dust picking up and coating a bit of the hem of clothing. Marco didn't even notice the eyes were on him till glancing up " Are you a thug?"
" Jean! Jean!"
"What, what is it?"
"Hey, lilâ guy, youâre gonna cut off my circulation!" Jean exclaimed, blushing at the little oneâs hugs.
Figuring this was all some make-believe game heâd invented, Jean put a hand on his own hip and asked with some degree of humour in his voice, âAnd what did future Marco tell you?â
" Circulation? Oh, he told me not much. Just that we are best friends and a few of my other friends. " Marco lossen the grip but still had a firm attachment to Jean's leg. Well It had to be seeing that he was not yet tall enough to be elsewhere. Flashing a toothy smile the youth then chirped, " We go try and get in the military police together."
" Jean! Jean!"
"What, what is it?"
" I met me! Future me. Guess what! We are best friends!" Marco cheered hugging to Jean leg giggling a storm. He seem to be overexcited that the friendship is like that.
âSTUPID THUG!!â
With a sigh, Levi had made his way safely into the underground city, finding a building to sit on top of. Pulling down his bandanna, he took a bite out from the jelly filled donut. Normally, Levi wasnât one to like messy food but this was from Wall Sina. He had managed to snag it from a bakery. Such a sweet food wasnât worth wasting.
"MmâŚItâs sweetâŚ"
Thug? What was that all about? Marco looked up from playing to catch the sight of a man walking with a bandanna covering his mouth. Just like the stories! The youth small smile grew following a pace not behind the other. Thankfully with such tiny feet not much noise was made going after the thug. He was actually pretty quick but Marco was keeping up attempting to see more of the other. Curious boy going to get himself in trouble.
" Let me give you freckles too!" Marco was running about with marker in hand placing dots one many cheeks. He simply wanted to share the speckles with everyone else. Now the youth has set eyes on anyone who doesn't have dots.
ââŽâ&ââ;   A withered growl falls from her lips as fingers tug hastily upon slick leather gloves, pulling fabric taut against lithe digits. ââ Talk shit, get hit. Didnât you know?â
The girl seem so anger and this made the youth so concern as peaking more so in the door. Should he go check up on her? Marco slowly venture forward grasping the end of the tan top giving it short tugs, " Are you alright?"
The man tilted his head before grabbing the small figure next to him and lifting it up onto his lap. Marco didnât look messy, so there was no problem with that. "You look tired and you should sleep. Do it as long as you still can." He added with a slight murmur and examined the other again. No features he could recall, so it must have been the first time he stumbled across this child. What happened to his parents?
When feet left the ground Marco reached out to hold the shirt lightly and sat with a tiny plop. Being this size left him so tired at times. He can understand seeing that the man was shorter then some he saw. " What about Jean?" Marco added as letting another yawn roll one of the hands rubbing to eye making the sand go away. Slumping to the man's chest simply giving up on the search just for a bit.
I think I will add a page for all the verses and AU that little Marco can have. Such as the explanation of why he is alone or meeting his older self. May work on it tomorrow don't know yet.
"Thereâs no time to play around, these kids are busy and it should stay that way." Where was his mother? "Is there no one taking care of you?"
Slowing down stopping the excessive tugs on the man's arm looking up at him merely nodding once. Well, Marco believe he can take care of himself but many doubted that due to age. The large doe eyes blinked attempting to dust the tired spell.
Best friend, huh. That kid really had some strange ways of making friends. "No he didnât, he should be busy cleaning right now." At least that was the task Levi had given them.
" Old man take me to him. Please. Pretty please." Marco yawned tiredly as grasping the older hand. Well, thank god Marco was not a filthy child or there will be some scolding. Still most likely a scolding will happen anyways.
" You are so tallllllllll."
"Haha! Maybe one day youâll be as tall as me little guy!"
"Wow! Youâre even taller t-then I am!"
Glancing up at the other, Bertholdt bit the inside of his cheek to keep the hair-pulling pain to get to him. It hurt rather badly, but he was a kid so it didnât matter to him.
"Whatâs you name, big guy?"
" Sure am! My name is Marco Bodt." Turning his head to look at the other tilting his head to the side in such a curious fashion. The grip on the hair loosen so not to cause much pain, but still needing to hold something so no to fall.
A brother of him? Levi looked down at the child for the first time and examined his features. No, that little kid didnât really look like a relative of that brat. Who else could it be then? A cousin? "Are you his little annoying relative?"
" Nah-uh, he is my best friend. Did he go this way?" Marco started to search around looking into various places that were  somewhat unlikely. The child ignored the fact his friend was called annoying and had a mission at hand.
" You are so tallllllllll."
"Haha! Maybe one day youâll be as tall as me little guy!"
"C-careful!"Â
Bertholdt kept in his need to jerk and burst out laughing as the smaller child made his way up his tree like body. Making sure the small one didnât fall, he helped him onto his shoulders before smiling warmly.
The climb was nothing like a tree though Marco  was careful not to hurt the man. Marco would feel so awful if he did but before he knew it the shoulders were reached. Plopping down on them hands holding to the mop brunet locks chirping, " See!"
"And why are you here, Marco?" The realization slowly seemed to reach his brain and somewhat knock onto the mans senses. A child? Here? Who left him here and more over: who allowed a child to walk around like that?
" Because I can't find Jean!" Marco boosted out with much determined plaster on the freckled face. The close friend was missing and it was bit hard work to find him all over again. This is another reason he just ended up wandering about with no guidance.
" You are so tallllllllll."
"Haha! Maybe one day youâll be as tall as me little guy!"
" I can be taller now! Want to see?" Before the man can even answer this question Marco took the liberty to try. Hands to fist full of the clothing and started to climb way up to the taller shoulders.
"Who are you?" There was not much movement, not even a gaze down onto the figure that tugged on his clothing. The man was simply too tired to care and wonder why there was a child standing next to him.
" Marco, you are strange old man." Of course he really didn't mean old. Well in comparison the man was old, but the youth didn't mean to sound rude. No matter, hands let go of the clothing only to try and climb on something to get a closer look.
