"Hey mum. What does dad like? Or likes?" Eren asks after jumping onto his parent's bed, the only reason he could do that being the scary monster is still at work, otherwise he would be slaughtered for messing up the sheets.
"Hmmm, why do you ask, baby?"
Petra pauses from whatever she's doing on the internet and diverts her attention to her son, curiousity taking over her because she knows Eren is a teensy weensy afraid of Levi after that one punishment a few months back.
Eren looks to the floor, wondering how he should phrase his answer without insulting the short man with much difficulty.
"Er.. Father's Day is coming up and I guess dad deserves an appreciation day even though he made me camp in the toilet after making me that sandwich last night?" He shrugs, ignoring the small bubble of laughter from the woman opposite him.
Standing up and making her way to her bed, joining Eren and spawling across the king size bed big enough to accommodate four Levis, Petra stretches her small figure, unintentionally pushing the growing boy against the headboard.
Petra knows what her husband likes and loves but she can't exactly tell her son Mr Ackerman loves sex.
"He likes coffee but I'm sure you already know that."
She receives a nod of acknowledgement.
"He says he abhors Game of Thrones but I've caught him oogling at Daenerys on his phone before, that son of a bitch."
Eren's eyes widens at the cuss; Levi is gonna die tonight. As Petra's rambles starts to get darker and more sinister, the boy slinks away from the brewing storm, not wanting to get caught up in something he can never come out of.
Running to the living room and quickly dialing Levi's number, Eren panic level shoots up when he hears Petra slamming the door on her way to the bathroom.
Come on! Pick up before we all die!
After the fifth ring and before Eren's nerves could choke him, Levi picks up and greets with a gruffy, "What?"
"Ok dad, here's my advance father's day gift for you: Be careful when you come back home because mum is concocting a plan to skewer you. I have no idea how or when but she caught you oogling at Daenerys on your phone one time and she's hopping mad right now. So yeah, your present is this warning." Eren shoots his warning as quickly as possible without fumbling over his words.
A moment of silence passes through with only the background noise at Levi's workplace being heard.
"…. This is probably the best present any father could receive. Thanks, Eren."
The twelve year old hangs up the phone with a smile, feeling really accomplished at the great gift and saving his family from falling apart.
