"Well, spit it out. Where is she?" Levi ordered the person he was talking to over the phone.

"She's with me, we're fine." The person responded.

"The fact that she's with you makes me 100% sure that she's not fine. Now, where is she?" Levi demanded once again.

"Oh, calm down midget," The person, known as Hanji Zoe, laughed over the phone, "she's- hic- perfectly fine."

"You're drunk." Levi stated, rubbing his forehead in frustration. "Where the fuck are you?"

"Me? I'm at that- hic- bar! You know the one on Leonard- hic- street." Hanji answered, laughing as she did. Too drunk for her own good.

"You brought her to a fucking bar?!" Levi asked, but then remembered who he was dealing with. He was actually surprised this hadn't happened before. "Can I at least talk to her?"

"Haha!" Hanji laughed nervously, raising Levi's suspicions, "Well, you see, I don't exactly know where in the bar she is. She took off with some dude; Corey or Chris or something that starts with a 'C'"

Levi was now fuming with anger. Not only was she at a bar, but she was at a bar with some random guy whose name started with a 'C'. "You better have found her by the time I get there. I'm on my way." Levi threw his phone at the wall, most likely shattering it, but he didn't care. He just grabbed his car keys, his green hoodie, and left his house.

Upon arrival at the bar about 10 minutes later, Levi parked quickly, not even caring about if he took up 2 parking spots. He could've taken up 4 parking spots and he wouldn't have had a fuck to give. He exited his car and walked up to the front door, and walked in. He spotted Hanji immediately, and stomped over to her.

"Yeah, I know right?!" Hanji had said to the guy she was talking to by the bar counter.

"Move." Levi ordered the guy who was talking to Hanji.

"Make me, shorty." The man stood to his full height of almost 6 foot.

"Ugh." Levi groaned and rolled his eyes before punching the man in the stomach, with little effort, knocking him back. Then he kicked him between the legs, making him collapse in pain, and crawl away, mumbling curses towards Levi. 

"Is Levi jealous? Do you just love me that much?" Hanji put her hand to her heart, "I feel so loved!"

"Shut up. Where's Petra?" Levi got straight to the point.

"She's over there talking to that guy. You know? The one that starts with a 'C'?" Hanji pointed to two people that were leaning up against the wall.

Levi, clenching his fists, walked over to the two, and stopped himself upon arrival after seeing what Petra was wearing. It was a white tank top with a black corset over it that fit her figure, making her hips more defined, and a pair of leather-like material leggings, with tall black leather boots.

"What the hell..."

"Oh, hey man!" The guy held his hand out to shake Levi's, but after a couple seconds of awkward staring when Levi refused to touch the mans' hand- there was no way he was going to touch it, he had no idea where it had been- he retracted his arm. "So..."

"Who the hell are you?" Levi asked, glaring holes through his head. 

"I'm Cameron, and you are?"

"That's not important. Can you go away before you have to face the same fate as that guy over there who is still recovering?"

"Sorry, but that's not going to happen. I'm kinda busy talking to this fine lady right next to me, so maybe you should go away before you face the same fate as the guy over there who is still recovering." Cameron threatened, quite bravely, as he did not know what he had just done. "You're just a little kid. You're barely taller than this angel here," he gestured to Petra, who was happily sipping on her alcoholic beverage, too drunk to have a care in the world, "so I doubt you could take me. You see, I play college football. I tackle people bigger than you for a living."

"Terrible life choice in my opinion. Now, if you're going to attempt to do something, please make it quick, I am getting bored, and I want to go home. This place smells like sweat, and like it hasn't been cleaned in a good 5 years." Levi said, putting an emphasis on the word 'attempt'.

"Why you little-" Cameron swung for Levi, but Levi easily dodged.

"Go short guy!" Petra chanted then started giggling.

"Ouch, she doesn't even remember you." Hanji, who had sometime made her way over to them, commented, taking a piece of popcorn from the bag that she had gotten sometime.

"Shut it, shitty glasses."

"Oh? So you know this babe?" Cameron asked, putting an arm around her and pulling her closer to him.

"Oh damn. Bad move there, buddy." Hanji laughed, now watching more intently to see how Levi would react, a glint of excitement in her eyes.

"I should paint my nails, what color should I paint them?" Petra asked, clueless of what was going on.

"Probably like a bay blue color. I think that would make you look really nice." Hanji answered, still concentrated on the fight though.

"Yay~! Baby blue~!"

Levi, who was still glaring at the man who had his arm around Petra, started walking closer to Cameron, then threw a punch at his face- Hanji laughed at the fact that he could actually reach his face- and landed a hit square in his jaw, making him cough up some blood. "Now, if you'll excuse me." Levi grabbd Petra's wrist, gently but firmly, and started dragging her out of the bar, Hanji following.

"Bye~!" Petra waved back to Cameron with her free hand.

Once outside, Levi let go of Petra's wrist and turned her towards him. "You're drunk."

Petra giggled and put her index finger to her lips, "shhh!"

"And what the hell are you wearing?! You look like a-" Levi cut himself off, and just sighed, knowing that if he finished his sentence, she would probably cry, and that was the last thing he wanted. Instead, he just unzipped his hoodie, and put it around her. Even though he was only a bit bigger than her, it still was too big to fit her.

"You know, Heichou is going to get mad at you. He get's super jealous." Petra warned, as she started flapping her arms around, the excess part of the sleeve waving around as she did. Her face lit up in excitement, then she began to hit him with the sleeves. "Psh." She slapped him again with the other sleeve. "Psh." Again, switching sleeves. "Psh. That's just my slapping sound effect, don't even worry about it. Psh." She swung the sleeve at him again, but Levi grabbed it, and then grabbed the top of her arm, and rolled up the sleeve, he did the same to the other sleeve as well.

"That was interesting." Hanji commented.

"What were you thinking, bringing her to a bar and letting her get drunk and talk to a stra-" Levi was cut off by Petra jumping on his back, and gnawing on his shoulder. "What do you want, Petra."

"Sex on the Beach!" She exclaimed.

"YOU HEARD HER LEVI! SEX ON THE BEACH IS WHAT SHE DESIRES!" Hanji fell on the ground dying in laughter.

Levi, rolled his eyes. "She meant the beverage."

"Either way is fine with me~!" Petra giggled, making Levi blush the tiniest bit.

"You need to go to bed and sleep this off." Levi ordered.

"Not until I get my Sex on the Beach!" Petra pouted, crossing her arms.

"Just give her what she wants Levi~!" Hanji yelled.

"Levi, why don't you love me~?" Petra whined, tears forming in her eyes.

"What makes you think I don't?" Levi inquired.

"You won't give me Sex on the Beach~! Would you rather give it to BECKY?" Petra started full out sobbing.

Both Hanji and Levi made a look of disgust at the name Becky. 

"Fine! You want Sex on the Beach?" Levi asked in defeat.

"Yes~!"

And the three went back into the building and they each had a Sex on the Beach.

~The End~

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