Sorry for the delay with this chapter. School just restarted for me and I was hit with a major case of writer's block. But thankfully I got some ideas down for another chapter. ^^
Reviews are much appreciated as always.
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"Sit still," Mikasa hissed.
Eren glanced quickly to where his wife was sitting, right next to him, and forced himself to calm down. But to both their dismays, he began shaking and fidgeting seconds later. Mikasa sighed and placed her hand on the small of his back.
"Why am I the one comforting you right now?" she asked.
Eren scowled at her and looked away, "Sorry if I'm not as coolheaded as you…"
Mikasa smirked at that and said nothing more, and they both sat quietly, waiting for their names to be called. Though she kept her front cool, her heart was beating erratically and she felt cold sweat break out all over her body.
Soon enough a voiced called, "Mr. and Mrs. Yeager?", and they both stood up.
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The Day Before
It had been a simple family dinner, composed of Karlee playing with her food, Eren talking far too loud and Mikasa telling them both to mind their manners. Sure enough, the two of them ignored her, and went on with their commotion.
Mikasa sighed and rubbed mashed peas off her daughters face while she told Eren, once again, to not speak with his mouth full.
"Geesh," he grumbled, in between bites, "Wha dosh it mattuh?"
"You're too old to still talk with your mouth full Eren," she countered.
Eren rolled his eyes at her as Karlee spooned herself an oversized amount of.
"I wannuh be lie Daddy!" she cried, laughing and spilling food from her mouth.
"Hell yuh yoo do!" Eren cheered with his mouth still full as he high-fived the toddler over the table.
Mikasa kicked him right away, and soon he began choking. She ignored him for about three seconds, before her natural instincts kicked in and she began slapping him on the back.
Soon enough, Eren's throat was clear and he was rubbing his neck and grimacing.
"What was that for?!" he growled.
"I told you not to curse in front of her," Mikasa said coolly.
"It was an accident!"
"It's always 'an accident' with you."
"Give me a break…"
"Never."
At that, the two turned towards the sound of their daughter's laughter and raised their eyebrows at her.
"What's so funny?" Eren asked.
"I think it's funny when Mommy yells at Daddy," Karlee said.
"Mommy doesn't find it funny," Mikasa said darkly.
Eren glared at her, "Neither does Daddy."
The two stared each other down before they heard their daughter beginning to giggle again. Calling a silent truce, they both turned back to their plates. The peace lasted for a few minutes before Mikasa cleared her throat. Two interested faces turned towards her and she took a deep breath.
"I haven't been feeling too well these last few weeks, so I went to the store to buy a test and…and I think we're going to have another baby," she said calmly.
Eren shrieked and fell on the floor while Karlee gasped, eyes shining.
"REALLY MOMMY?" she cried.
"I think so."
"WE'RE GONNA HAVE A BABY?!"
"I think so."
Karlee turned towards her father, who was sprawled out on the floor, "DID YOU HEAR THAT DADDY?! A BABY!"
Eren slowly sat up, eyes wide, and turned towards his wife.
"Another?"
Mikasa nodded.
"But…when?"
"Probably a gift from our anniversary."
Eren looked absolutely terrified, and Mikasa couldn't help but feel annoyed, "If you didn't want another baby then you should have used a con-" she caught herself and quickly glanced at her four year old, "…Protection. You should have used protection."
"What's that Mom-"
"NOTHING!" Eren and Mikasa both yelled.
Eren noticed Mikasa's frown at him and scratched the back of his head, "Oi, it's not about me not wanting another kid, so quit glaring."
Mikasa simply raised an eyebrow, "Oh really? Then what's the matter, Eren?"
He turned his gaze up to the roof, "I dunno…I guess I'm surprised, that's all."
He shifted his gaze towards her and unintentionally gave her a bright and charismatic smile, "To be honest, I'd love nothing more than to have another child with you."
Mikasa flinched as she felt her face burn and chest tighten. She quickly turned her face back to her plate as she was once again reminded of why she willingly put up with all his chaos. She hoped that he didn't notice the redness in her cheeks and began eating her food again.
Eren smirked at her and asked, "What? Are you embarrassed?"
Before Mikasa could make a retort, Karlee answered, "Hell yeah she is!"
Eren barely had time to jump out of his chair and make a mad dash upstairs when Mikasa growled and jumped over the table to kick him again.
In the distance, their toddler's laughter could be heard.
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Armin, Karlee and his sons had been watching TV when a knock sounded on his door. Before he could rise to get it, his three sons ran towards it.
"I'll get it!" Gregor cried.
"You got it last time!" Kurt yelled.
"Mommy said not to open the door without her or Daddy," Axel added.
"Well Mommy's not here, is she?" Gregor asked.
Two pairs of blue eyes looked around, "Nope!"
Just as Gregor's tiny hand reached for the doorknob, all three boys felt a chill behind them.
"What do you think you're doing?" Annie asked menacingly.
Slowly the boys turned their head towards their mother and were met with a frighteningly scary look on her face. Kurt immediately began to tear up, Gregor gulped audibly, and Axel deadpanned as usual. Easily, Annie swept all three of her sons under her arms and turned towards her husband.
"I'll put these troublemakers to bed," she turned towards the little girl, "Goodbye Karlee."
"Bye bye Auntie Annie!" she toddler replied enthusiastically. She then grabbed Armin's hand and practically dragged him to the door.
He couldn't help but notice that she was even stronger than children twice her age, and worried over what sorts of troubles she would get into in the future. At the door, he opened to the familiar faces of his two childhood friends and smiled.
"You two finished early tonight, huh?" he teased.
They both blushed simultaneously and while Mikasa shook her head and walked in, Eren punched him in the shoulder before saying, "I didn't leave her with you for that reason, you jerk!"
Armin laughed, "Then what did you guys need me for tonight?"
Mikasa turned towards him, face glowing, and said, "We just went to the doctor's and got some great news."
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Mikasa Ackerman was a woman confident in her abilities. No matter how many cruel twists life threw at her or how many new situations she had to deal with, she was always able to overcome those battles. But few things were harder for her, than horror known as shopping with Eren and Karlee at the same time.
Every single time it happened, the two of them would always run around the store, playing games, causing trouble and asking her to buy unnecessary things. Once a game of hide and seek gone wrong had caused an entire apple stand to tip over and all three of them were asked to leave the supermarket. To this day, Eren and Karlee still fight over just whose fault it was for knocking the crate of fruit over.
"Mommy!" a voice cried, "Daddy said to ask you if we could buy cookies."
"Go put those back. I told you not to pick anything."
The toddler pouted, "But I…I mean Daddy said he really wanted them."
Mikasa didn't miss a beat, "Tell Daddy maybe next time."
The four year old sighed as she placed the bag back on the shelf, "Daddy's gonna be really sad though…"
"He'll put up with it," Mikasa said, "Where is he anyway?"
Right on cue, a familiar voice cried out, "Oi Mikasa! Can we get some ice cream? For Karlee of course!"
Mikasa didn't even turn around when she yelled out, "No! Now put it back!"
She heard him sigh and walk away before walking up to her a few minutes later. He knew better than to argue with her in public and sulked at the ground, "It's just ice cream…"
"We already bought doughnuts and a cake."
"But they're not even for us!" he complained.
Mikasa sighed, "I know…"
After the two of them had announced their second pregnancy, with the aide of Karlee running around and screaming, "MOMMY AND DADDY ARE GONNA HAVE A BABY!", Sasha had immediately declared that they needed to throw a dinner party.
Eren and Mikasa had initially been against the idea, but by the time they had meant to tell her no, Sasha had already mass texted everyone: BABY CELEBRATION DINNER EREN AND MIKASA'S PLACE THIS SATURDAY. 7PM. BRING FOOD AND GIFTS. PREFERABLY FOOD.
Before they had even managed to let everyone know it was a false alarm, their phones had blown up.
Armin:
I can bring the boys right?
Jean:
You're lucky a beautiful girl like Mikasa's willing to have your kids, Yeager.
…Btw, do you guys like red or white wine? Actually, Mikasa can't drink anymore. Never mind on the wine.
Jean:
Congratulations of your pregnancy Mikasa! I'm sure you'll make a great mother (again)
Marco:
Congrats! Jean and I will take the day off!
Reiner:
Do I have to bring a gift? Food should be fine enough right? I'll bring the beer.
Bertholdt:
What are your favorite foods again? And ignore Reiner's text, we're gonna bring wine instead.
Annie:
Okay.
"Damn that Sasha…" Eren grumbled.
Mikasa shrugged her shoulders and pushed the cart forward, "Things like these are fine once in a while."
"I still don't see why we have to make all the food though."
"Eren. It's our dinner party."
"Tch! Sasha told everyone else to bring food."'
"We're the hosts, Eren. We have to, so stop complaining."
He rolled his eyes, and walked on with his family, hoping the party would be a calm one.
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The night ended up being anything but calm.
Light rain pattered as Eren looked out the window. He saw the last of the police cars back out of his driveway before turning to his wife, who had her face buried in her palms. He had a feeling she wouldn't come out of there for a long time. Eren turned towards the last two guests, Jean and Marco, whom was unconscious as Jean dragged him out the, and sighed.
Never again was he inviting all his friends over on the same night he thought, as he tiredly recalled the day's events.
6 hours earlier
It was raining heavliy outside while Mikasa was placing the last of the table settings, and Eren was upstairs bathing Karlee, when they heard a knock on their door.
"I got it," she called out, before making her way over.
She opened the door to the familiar sight of Armin, Annie and their sons. The boys ran inside screaming, "Karleeeeee!" while their parents stopped in the living room.
"You're early," Mikasa said.
Armin shrugged and smiled, "I thought I could help you guys get ready?"
Mikasa smiled back at him and then warily eyed Annie, who was walking into the kitchen.
"Do you need something?' she asked.
Annie ignored her and opened the fridge.
"Do you need something?" Mikasa asked again, growing irritated.
Annie smirked at her and shook her head, "No…Just wondering what food you had."
"…The food's on the table."
"Oh really? I couldn't tell," Annie said, but by the glint in her eyes, Mikasa could tell she was mocking her.
Armin slowly backed away from the soon-to-be passive aggressive argument and bumped into something. He looked down and met a pair of shining eyes.
"Uncle Armin!" Karlee cheered as she hugged his legs, with nothing but a towel wrapped around herself.
He ruffled her wet hair and lifted her up in the air, "Have you been okay?"
She nodded her head, "Yup!"
"Has Daddy been giving Mommy trouble still?"
"Yup!" she repeated, nodding her head even harder.
At that moment, Armin felt a fist hit his back, and he stumbled forward.
"I heard that you bastard…" Eren muttered.
Armin smiled sheepishly and raised a hand in surrender.
There was another knock on the door and Annie went to go answer it. At the door was Sasha, Connie, Jean and Marco. The four of them came in donning huge raincoats and shaking raindrops off themselves as all the kids ran to go greet and hug them.
Marco and Connie were talking animatedly with the boys, Sasha walked of in search of food, while Jean knelt down in front of Karlee and pinched her nose.
"I see you're still as cute as ever."
The four year old beamed, "Thank you! Guess what, Uncle Jean? The other day when Daddy picked me up from school the other day, my teacher, Mrs. Ral, said I look more and more like him each day!"
Jean's eyebrow twitched, "Forget that guy. Try and be like your mother, okay?"
Karlee cocked her head to the side in confusion at the same moment her father kicked Jean to the floor from behind.
"What the hell Yeager?!" Jean cried, landing on his ass.
"First Armin and now you?" Eren snapped, "What is this? Shit on Eren day?"
"Shit on Eren day?" Karlee repeated, "What's that? A holiday? Do I get school off?"
Eren shivered as he felt Mikasa's cold glare from behind his back. Jean watched in unhidden amusement as Mikasa grabbed her husband's shoulder and said, "We need to talk," before dragging him up the stairs. Jean could see the dread on Eren's face and the moment they made eye contact, he couldn't help but stick his tongue out at him.
Eren snapped, broke free from Mikasa's grasp and stormed over, "I'LL KILL YOU" he screamed.
Jean grinned and turned his neck to the side, "What is it Eren?"
But before Eren could reply, Mikasa grabbed him by the collar, threw him over her shoulder, and loudly stormed up the stairs.
Soon enough Reiner, Bert, Christa and Ymir arrived and the dinner was in full swing. It was an animated table, with at least three different conversations going on at at time. The discussions ranged from, "Congratulations Mikasa!" to "Sasha, you can't eat all the stuffing yourself" to "Jean, stop picking fights."
Two hours passed by, the kids were put to bed, and Ymir held a bottle of Bert's wine in the air.
"Now the real party starts!" she cheered.
Connie, Jean, Reiner and Sasha cheered while everyone else in the room groaned.
"Mikasa can't drink wine," Armin interjected.
"I'm sure she doesn't mind if we do!" Reiner yelled.
All eyes turned towards her and she shrugged her shoulders, "I'm fine with it. I'm about to go to bed anyway."
Half the room cheered and the other half sighed as wine glasses were passed around. Ymir held her glass up in the air, "To the baby!"
"To the baby!" they all called.
After Mikasa went upstairs, everyone downed their drinks. Among the festivities, one glass turned to several and soon everyone in the room was hammered. Awoken by all the noise, Mikasa warily came down the stairs.
She frowned as she looked around, "You've all had too much…"
By then the rain had turned to thunder and the sound of heavy downpour sounded throughout the room. Mikasa eyed all occupants in the room and just how she would settle them all down. Reiner, and Sasha were having a food eating contest, and by the looks of it, the latter was winning with ease. Marco wobbled off to find the bathroom. Eren and Jean were arguing over something stupid as usual while Christa and Armin kept whispering and laughing loudly over some picture on Christa's phone. Mikasa turned her head to find Annie completely zonked out on the couch while Connie and Bert concentrated on drawing a smiling penis on her forehead.
She sighed and rubbed her forehead as a huge crack of lighting struck and all the lights in the house cut off. Immediately it turned pitch black and the sound of crying children came from upstairs. Haphazardly, everyone stood up and moved around.
"Mommy!" a voice cried.
Mikasa and Annie made their way up the stairs when suddenly there was a sound of the back door being smashed open. Every occupant in the house froze in a mixture of fear and surprise.
"What the hell was that?" Eren whispered.
Annie sprinted up the stairs, "I'll get the kids."
Mikasa made her way down the stairs and cracked her knuckles, "I'll go see what that was."
"WAIT!" Eren and Jean called out.
"Oi Mikasa! Don't fucking go out there by yourself!"
"He's right," Jean added, "You're in no condition to get attacked."
She clicked her tongue and continued walking, "I can handle it."
"There's no way I'll let someone hurt my family…Never again" she thought resolutely.
"I'll call the police," Armin said, reaching for his phone.
"Everyone stay where you are," Reiner said, "I've got this."
There was a sound of moaning and stumbling coming from the back, and everyone in the living room cautiously moved towards it. Jean grabbed a broom, and Mikasa and Reiner held their fists up in defense. It was hard so see in the dark, but soon they came upon the silhouette of the intruder.
"Who's there?" Eren called.
"Before you do anything rash, we called the police and there's ten of us and one of you. Just surrender and you won't be punished too badly," Armin reasoned.
The figure swayed and lurched forward and the group all reacted at once. Reiner landed a square punch to his chest, Jean stabbed the broom end into his gut and Mikasa sealed the deal with a swift roundhouse kick to his face.
The man wheezed loudly before crumbling onto the floor. Just then lighting struck again and in its flashes, everyone could make out Marco's pale and bloodied face.
1 hour later
The rain had let up and the power company got the lights back on just as the police pulled up in the driveway. It had taken a lot of explanation on Armin's part to convince them nothing was wrong.
"Are you sure he's the one who broke the door open?" the policeman asked.
"Yes sir," Armin said, "We all had a bit too much to drink and then lights went out. He went to the bathroom and was probably trying to find his way around the house but was so drunk he kicked the door out…"
"And you all attacked him?"
"Um…yes…It was dark and we couldn't see him, so we all assumed the worst and attacked."
At that, the two of turned towards Marco's bleeding and unconscious form on the couch.
The cop looked at Armin, "Do things normally get this hectic between you guys?"
Armin rubbed the back of his head, "When there're enough of us gathered unfortunately."
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I've been thinking about this fic and I can take it one of two ways, A) Ending it in around 7 or 8 chapters with Eren and Mikasa being cute with their kids or B) Having it be a long multi-chaptered fic [20+ chapters] watching Karlee and her soon to be sibling grown up.
Let me know which one you'd prefer with your review.