Fic time! Samuel and Daz time!
“We must be the unluckiest generation since the founding of the walls…” Daz muttered as he and Samuel arrived to their post at the dock.
“How so?” His partner asked.
“How so? How so!?” Daz asks, visibly upset “First we get attacked by titans on our graduation day, then we need to go right back in after we survive Trost, then we get stabbed in the backs by people we thought were our friends but were actually the reason for our misery, then a large part of our age group gets slaughtered as they join the scouts to retake Wall Maria, and as a cherry on top we learn that the whole world is against us! Tell me, how the fuck are we not unlucky!?”
“Well, maybe we are a little” Samuel admitted “But we’re also lucky; we’re making history here!”
As Daz didn’t look convinced, he continued: “And more importantly, this all is almost over. All that’s left is for the rumbling to succeed and we’ll be fine.”
“I’m still just 19, you know. Aren’t you as well?” Samuel said, but to his surprise Daz shook his head.
“You should’ve told me!” Samuel said, clapping him on the shoulder “Congratulations, man!”
“But even so, we’re both still young. We have pretty much our whole lives still ahead of us!” he cheered “After Eren’s finished with the rumbling, the only threat left are the remains of the warrior unit that still lurk around somewhere, but we’ll get rid of them eventually. We’re the generation that can build up our lives in peace!”
Daz’s face lit up at that.
“Right… you’re right!” he said “After this day, there’ll only be some minor struggles left at best. We have easy, wonderful lives ahead of us!”
“Damn right we do!” Samuel said “We do this one more day of work perfectly, and then all is well.”
“Yeah!” Daz said “And then we’ll make the best of our lives!”
Less than an hour later, Armin and Connie arrived.
