As trainees, Mina and Christa had a tradition. During any free time they happened to have, they both enjoyed sitting under a tree in the shade. Usually They gossiped and played with each others hair. Mikasa usually sat near them, missing the innocence she hadn't had since she was nine. Mina and Christa, being Mina and Christa, were not content to have her sit off to the side and listen. It took weeks, but finally she started coming into their circle. Both girls loved Mikasa's straight black hair and often commented that it reminded them of black silk. Even though Mikasa never did their hair, they were happy to do her hair and chat.
"I think it's good for Mina and Christa to talk and treat Mikasa like a girl more than we do." Armin smiled at his childhood friend who didn't notice his smile.
"It also keeps Mikasa away from me." Eren looked a bit relieved.
"And it keeps Jean amused, getting to watch Mikasa." Connie said.
"No it doesn't, Connie!" Jean protested.
"Mmm-hmm." was the reply. Everyone knew of the crush Jean had on their Oriental comrade. Except that comrade herself.
"It's because Mikasa has such agreeable hair." Sasha informed everyone, once the talk turned to everything Christa and Mina were able to do on Mikasa's hair. She was munching on a loaf of bread.
"Braiding doesn't look that hard." Eren looked at them.
"Don't be fooled. It's actually very tricky." Sasha told him, finishing up the loaf.
"That's not true! Come here Sasha, and let me try it out."
"Absolutely not! I don't want you or your hands anywhere near my hair!"
"Come here, Armin, I want to try something out on you!"
"What!?" was Armin's shocked reply as Eren sat behind him and grabbed his hair.
"How do I start it Sasha?"
"I'm not telling you since it's apparently so easy!" Eren stared at Armin's hair before starting how he thought a braid should be started.
Fifteen minutes later, Eren proclaimed he was done, and made Armin show off his handiwork to everyone. Armin begrudgingly showed them, and everyone burst out laughing. All Eren had succeeded in doing was something that vaguely resembled a rope and knotting Armin's hair.
"What are you laughing about?" came Mina's sweet voice from near them.
"Eren doesn't know how to braid!" Sasha gasped out through laughs.
"Oh. Would you like me to teach you?" Christa asked Eren. Eren nodded. The two of them sat down with Armin and Christa un-knotted the soft blond hair of the boy. She explained how to do it the whole time. Christa showed Eren how to properly braid, once Armin's hair wasn't a knotted mess.
A/N: R&R is very much loved! Thanks for reading!