" E-Eren?" Mikasa's face was in shock. Much not like Mikasa, she was scared to hell of Eren's face expression. His eyebrows making a V shape, those green eyes squinting mockingly at both Armin and Mikasa.
" Wha-what the hell is going on!" Eren's bangs covered his scowl facing to the floor. His hands began forming a hot-headed fist.
" Eren! You should be with the Levi Squad by now!" Tattled Armin with a surprised look on his childish face.
" I came to check on Mikasa. I should of known that you, Armin, would be using Mikasa instead of taking care of her." His fist started to unravel back into his weak hands." Armin, go to the expedition, I will be taking care of Mikasa from now on." Eren opened the door for Armin. Armin walks out and Eren slams the door.
" Mikasa, take a good rest. I will make up some soup for dinner-"
" Eren, you know how bad you are at cooking, it would've been best for Armin to stay here-"
" Good night." Eren slams the door closed. " I will wake you up for dinner"
Eren, you know how bad you're at cooking, why didn't you just listen to what I have taught you. Armin did.
Mikasa, I am bad at cooking, I couldn't hear what you were saying when you taught me cooking basics. You're too quiet, Mikasa.
BEFORE WALL MARIA FELL
" Hey! HEY MIKASA!" Armin yelled trying to catch up with Mikasa.
" Armin, what are you doing?"
" Eren said that you were going to teach him how to cook." Armin said with amusement in his eyes.
" Oh, yeah, that," Mikasa said with astonishment in written all over her face.
" You look surprised Mikasa, what is it?"
" So you wanted to also learn how to cook, huh?"
" Yeah,"
" Why? Don't you know how to cook a lot already?"
" Yeah, just not from you, Mikasa. I knew Eren is bad at cooking, so I decided to try to help him out."
" Oh," Mikasa's face turned back into her cool boring expression. Armin still having that goofy face.
" MIKASA SAID ROLL THE DOE! YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG!" Armin started panicking.
" JEEZ! Calm down, I'm doing it correctly!..." Eren sighed.
" Eren, what happened to the bread you baked, did you take it out?" Mikasa said quietly.
" What Mikasa?" Eren couldn't hear a thing.
" THE BREAD IS STILL IN THE OVEN!" Armin pointed out.
Eren opened the oven. A puff of smoke popped out of the oven. Eren grabbed for the tray.
" Eren, use the mittens." The quiet Mikasa said.
" HUH?" Eren held the tray bare handed, the burning tray flew up in the air aiming for Armin." ARMIN!?"
" WHAT?" Armin's eyes were staring up at the tray. His hands folded on top of his head protecting himself. Nothing hit him a few seconds later. He looked up, Mikasa held the tray a few centimeters from his face. " How?"
" I used the mittens."
" SEE EREN! "
" You know you're bad at cooking Eren, why didn't you just listen to what I have taught you. " Mikasa whispered to herself.
" Mikasa, I'm bad at cooking, I couldn't hear what you were saying when you taught me cooking basics. You're too quiet, Mikasa." Eren whispered back."
I'M DOING ONE CHAPTER A DAY. BE PATIENT. I just started this fanfic. So, just wait a little.