Attack on Titan: Maid for a Day

"U-Um...Mikasa, Christa, is this really necessary?" Armin whimpers.

"Yes. we are few on customers. The one running this place isn't doing well at keeping the restaurant running. So the boss needs as much help as possible." Mikasa answers plainly.

"Y-Yes, I understand that much, but....why do we need to be wearing maid uniforms exactly...?"

"Because they're cute and they'll help draw attention and get us some more customers!" Beams Christa.

"B-But why me? I-I'm a guy...can't I wear something...not so...girly?"

"Come on Armin, it's just for a day. Deal with it." Mikasa sternly tells Armin.

"O-Ok..." Armin gives in.

Usually Armin never, and I mean, never-- spends the day like this. He is a soldier after all. And so is Mikasa and Christa. But why is he helping run a restaurant of all things with the two girls? And why is he being forced to wear a maid dress when he's a guy? Well....good question.

Mikasa and Historia, along with Armin, begins to start off the day at the restaurant by greeting the customers and receiving their orders. Armin was pretty nervous about this, but decided to do it anyway. This felt so humiliating and embarrassing for the blonde...

Armin starts things off by approaching a table where a lone man who seemed to be around his thirties or forties sat, awaiting a waitress of some kind and he stutters....

"U-Um, may I take your...order?"

The man's eyes nearly jumps out of his skull, he drools, his face heats up and he shouts...

"I'll take one of everything!!"

Armin squeals in horror and darts off and clings to Mikasa.

"Armin? What the..."

"I'm scared, I don't want to do this anymore!" he cries.

"But why...?"

"T-That old man is scary..." Armin points at the man at the table while trembling.

"Armin, sometimes in life, you have to do things you don't want to do."

"B-But he was drooling! It was gross and creepy!"

"What do you except? This is a restaurant. He must be hungry." Mikasa asumes.

"I-I don't think that's the case in this situation. He was blushing...a-and I think he was drooling at me, not because he's hungry for f-food."

Mikasa sighs heavily.

"Fine. I'll take their order. But you must promise me that you will take everyone else's orders, deal?"

"O-Ok...." Armin agrees. But he couldn't help but to still feel nervous and scared. What if....he runs into yet another customer like that creepy old guy? But....was he even really that old? Armin didn't know, but he just knew that he sure was creepy.

But Armin, for Mikasa's sake, decides to be brave and attempts to serve the other customers. The next one he approaches is a lone woman. He did a good job this time. She wasn't creepy or weird like the other guy was. And the following customer after her, was another woman but with three children.

Hmmm....perhaps this won't be so bad after all.

But when Armin arrives to yet, another male customer....

"Welcome, can I t-take your order?"

The man was ugly and old, but he worn a formal kind of outfit. He seemed like a nobel. But he seemed in between. He didn't seem poor or rich. But the appearance wasn't was scared the daylights out of Armin, it was the fact that the moment the man met eyes with him, just like the previous male, his mouth began to drool and he blushed and asked for one of everything on the menu. He was eyeing Armin something terrible...not again.

Armin hurries off to Mikasa once again, and tells her about it.

"P-Please! I-I can't do it!!"

"Seriously Armin, this is your job. You have to. It's only for the day. I really have no idea why you are so scared of the men here for. They are just customers."

"S-Scary customers." Armin trembles.

"Armin, I won't tell you again. Do. your. Job! We had a deal!"

Armin sighs once he realizes that he can't run away from this nightmare.

"O-Ok....I'll do your best." Armin sobs before wiping away his tears, but ask....

"But....what do I do if he asked for one of everything? I don't think he's going to be able to eat that much--"

"If the customer asks for one of everything, give them one of everything. If eating that much makes them sick, it's the customers fault. Don't sweat over it Armin."

"Um...ok." Armin didn't exactly know how to respond to that, but did as Mikasa had said. Eventually he makes several trips back to the customer with one of everything. Once the man finishes his meal...

"Hold on, don't go yet! Com'ere."

Armin was about to dart off, but he slowly returns and makes his way back to the full customer.

"Y-Yes...?"

"What's your name?"

"A-A...Armin Arlert, sir." Armin answers slowly and hesitantly.

"B-But hold on...isn't the name Armin....a guys name?"

"Y-Y-Y.....YES!!!!!!" Armin screams before bursting out crying, full of tears as he fled into the backroom of the restaurant, collapse by a corner and hugs his knees as he cries.

Mikasa and Christa saw his little scene and both rushes into the room to check on him. They both found him in the corner, wrapped in a ball, crying like a little child...

"Aw, I'm starting to feel bad for the poor lil guy. Maybe it's wrong of us to be making him do this." pities Christa.

"Maybe....I didn't realize how bad it actually was." Mikasa's eyebrows furrowed sadly. She hated to see Armin cry like this. To her, Armin was family.

"Armin...?" Mikasa calls out before slowly approaching Armin while calling out to him in a soft and gentle voice.

"L-Leave me alone!! D-don't make me go back out there!!" he cries even harder.

"Armin....I'm sorry about this. We didn't realize things would be this bad here. It's no wonder they're running out of business. Im sorry Historia, but I'm leaving with Armin. I can't let him stay here anymore." Mikasa turns her attention from Armin, to Christa. "H-Huh!? B-but...."

"I'm sorry, you must have someone else than us. I need to take care of Armin." Mikasa thus picks up Armin bridal style and calmly walks out with Armin in her arms.

"O-Oh..." Christa muttered. She really didn't have any idea what to do now. She just lost two of her helpers...now it was only her running the restaurant at the time. What will she do? She can't do this on her own.

Mikasa and Armin were long gone once Christa walked out of the backroom, but before she could even stress herself over taking care of all the customers....

"CHRISTAAAAA!!!!" a loud voice came barging into the restaurant.

A woman grabs Christa, spinning her around in a hug.

"I heard you were working here in a maids outfit and needed help, so I came to your rescue! Your so cute!!" The woman squeals. She was no other than Ymir.

Christa giggles, happy to have Ymir to lend a hand.

"And I also brought along these bozos." Ymir points behind her at Reiner and Bertolt.

"Thank you so much!"

"My future wife...." Reiner thinks to himself while he has a nosebleed.

Ymir noticed and glares at him while hugging Christa protectively.

Uh-oh....was a fight about to break out in the restaurant? Not good...

"E-Everyone, please! Don't fight! Not over me..."

The End