PONY
It all happened when Carla was 3 years old. They were checking out the stores when she saw it. A cute, soft, little, brown and white, stuffed-
"PONY!" Carla exclaimed, picking up the toy.
"Daddy! Mommy! Can I pleeeeease have the pony?" Carla begged, her eyes shining.
"I dunno sweetheart, it's pretty expensive…" Mikasa said.
"PLEEEEASE?"
"C'mon, Mika. She looks like she REALLY wants it," Eren said. Mikasa looked up into his eyes, and his look made her give in.
"Alright, we'll buy the pony please, sir," Mikasa said to the owner of the shop. They paid for it, and Carla practically skipped the whole way home.
When they got back, Carla ran off to her room. Mikasa turned to Eren.
"She didn't need the pony," Mikasa said. Eren pulled Mikasa into his embrace, wrapping his arms around her waist.
"But now she's really happy."
"We used up a lot of money."
"But her smile was worth it."