The air buzzed with laughter and nervous chatter. The ceremony was almost at its peak — the moment the bride would throw the bouquet.
But inside Mikasa's mind, the only thought circling was dark and sharp.
> I'll kill Ymir. I'll do it right here…
Her eyes narrowed. Her grip tightened on the flowers.
Yet she stopped herself, forcing her breathing calm. Not now. Not in front of Eren.
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A sudden distraction broke the tension.
"Pfft—Jean, what's that horse doing?" Connie pointed, wide-eyed.
Sure enough, a horse had wandered near the wedding stage and started licking Jean's face.
Jean stood there frozen, jaw twitching like this wasn't the first time. "...I'm not even surprised anymore."
Nobody moved to help. Everyone just nodded, like this was everyday life.
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"Alright!" someone shouted. "It's time for the bouquet toss!"
Gasps, excitement, cheers — all eyes turned to Mikasa. She lifted the bouquet, ready to launch it—
But before the flowers could fly—
"Ymir!"
Eren suddenly bolted forward, grabbing Ymir's face with both hands.
The crowd froze.
Levi's brows shot up. "Eren. What the hell are you doing, brat?"
Armin blinked. "Eren, did you just… run from your own wedding?!" He rubbed his temple. "Look, I know women can be scary, but this is a bit much—"
Before he could finish, Annie yanked him by the collar. "Let's have a talk, mister."
She dragged him away, not too far — just enough to glare at him privately while still watching the wedding.
Armin panicked, flailing. "Eren! Help me! Save me! I'm sorry, I didn't mean it! Someone, anyone—!"
Nobody moved. Nobody even blinked.
They all watched calmly, as if this too was part of daily life.
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Back at the stage, Eren's hands still pressed against Ymir's cheeks.
Everyone shouted at once.
"What were you thinking, running away like that?!"
"Eren, are you okay?"
"Bro, this is your wedding, you can't just bolt!"
Eren shook his head furiously. "No—I wasn't running! I just… felt something. Something weird. Like I had to protect Ymir."
"Protect her?" someone echoed. "From what?"
"I don't know… I just had this feeling."
The crowd groaned in unison.
"You're so weird, man."
Jean crossed his arms, glaring. Knew it. Horse brain. Shouldn't even be marrying Mikasa.
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Mikasa didn't wait. She stormed forward, grabbed Eren's wrist, and dragged him back to the center.
Her thoughts hissed.
> Tch. Another time. When Eren isn't watching… Ymir is finished. I'll smash her face with this bouquet if I have to.
But for now, she forced her usual calm, holding the flowers with a steady hand.
Ymir smirked to herself. Hah. He hugged me again. Not even trying to act now.
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At last, Eren stood in the center, Mikasa clutching one hand, bouquet in the other.
And then—Eren slipped behind her, lifting her into the air. The bouquet sailed from her grasp, spinning beautifully through the air.
The cursed flowers seemed to transform mid-flight, scattering into a shower of beauty as they landed… directly in Annie's arms.
She froze. Blushed. Looked away.
Armin, wide-eyed, realized this might be his one shot. "O-oh no. Guess we're, uh… blessed?"
And then—he kissed her.
The crowd gasped. Two weddings. At once.
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But the chaos wasn't over.
"FOOD!"
Heads snapped toward the banquet tables, where Sasha had gone full animal mode. Plates scattered, crumbs flying, meat disappearing faster than anyone could blink.
Connie pointed, horrified. "Sasha—stop! That's all the food!"
Jean's voice cracked. "YOU. YOU ATE IT. All of it!"
Sasha's cheeks were stuffed like a chipmunk. She blinked innocently. "No way. I'd remember that."
Then, without hesitation, she slowly reached for another potato.
"STOP!" the crowd screamed.
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Mikasa's eye twitched dangerously as she noticed Eren's empty plate.
Her knife gleamed in her hand.
"Mikasa—no! It's fine!" Eren scrambled to hold her back.
The bride's rage simmered. "She… ate your food."
The room went quiet, the guests holding their breath.
Sasha looked around nervously. "W-wait, guys, I never stole food before. Not on purpose."
Jean deadpanned. "You literally got kicked out of your food delivery job because you ate half the orders."
Sasha gasped. "What? No way! That's a lie—" she stuffed another potato in her mouth mid-sentence.
Everyone screamed again.
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The wedding continued, but nobody would ever forget:
The bouquet that created two couples.
The bride ready to commit murder.
And Sasha, the eternal potato thief.
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⚠️ Author's Note:
Okay, this chapter was pure chaos 😂 I wanted to take a break from the dark tone and show the gang being… themselves. Eren being dramatic, Mikasa secretly murderous, Jean's eternal horse curse, Annie and Armin's accidental romance, and of course Sasha going full animal mode.