The Little Things
My Queen of Everything
Morning had finally came and the cheerful Sun was already up in the cloudy sky, fulfilling its entrusted task as the harbinger of all things bright and warm to the world below. Life inside the three Walls was already bustling, the citizens were going about their daily tasks as if it was just another ordinary day. Farmers had just finished taking care of their prized crops. Hunters, as few as they were, are already searching for their quarries in the many forests available. Merchants were loudly peddling their wares in the winding streets of the cities as the soldiers of the Stationary Troops had just returned from another one of their uninteresting patrols across the three massive Walls, some of them were very eager to loosen themselves up with the occasional drink or two.
In the Shiganshina District, one of the few cities in the outermost regions of the Wall Maria, a young boy was casually resting on the rooftop of his rather small and quite ordinary house, lazily wasting away the hours of his morning. He had just woken up from his extraordinarily long slumber and hoped that the bright Sun and the gentle morning breeze was enough to get rid of any further drowsiness remaining inside his head.
Like always, he spent his early morning hours just sitting at the edge of the roof and simply gazing into the horizon, watching the towering Wall Maria in the distance. Of course, the massive Wall was easily blocking his entire view and there's nothing he could do to change that. Every day, he would wake up and see the same thing. Every time, the Wall would still be there, trapping him but, also protecting him.
Seeing the same Wall every day though, he couldn't help but to sometimes wonder of the outside world that lies beyond the impenetrable border.
He wonders if the Sun would somehow feel different if he was in a place where he doesn't have to wait for its arrival every morning.
Would the gentle breeze feel even better if he knew he could follow the wind with no end in sight?
Would it feel different if he knew the horizon in the distance would never end?
Would it feel better if he knew he could keep on walking and-
"Eren! Eren!" He heard a familiar voice suddenly calling him out by name, almost startling him from his peaceful tranquillity.
"Down here, boy! Down here!" Eren immediately turned his head downwards and saw none other than Hannes in the street below, amongst the occasional villager or merchants passing by. Eren knows Hannes as one of the soldiers from the Stationary Troops but mostly, as a friend of his father's. What in the world could he possibly want?
"...Hannes? What is it? Why are you here?" Eren shouted back, hopefully his voice could somehow be heard down there.
"Is your father home, Eren? I really need to talk to him about that new 'medicine' he gave me!" Hannes pleaded to know, he seemed very flustered for some reason.
"My dad's not here anymore. He went to his clinic with Mikasa just now. But I think he'll be back soon." The boy answered, not really sure why Hannes was so desperate to know. In fact, this was the first time he ever saw the usually callous Hannes in a very urgent and serious demeanour. It must've been something very important then.
"You mean the little girl?"
"What?!" It was getting harder to hear what he was trying to say from down there. What the hell is stopping him from just getting up here, introduce himself and talk like a normal person already? Why is that so difficult?
"That little girl?" He repeated the question, drastically increasing the volume of his own voice, much to the bewilderment of a few passers-by.
"Yeah, her name's Mikasa. So just- just come back later, okay?"
"Fine, I will..." Looking slightly defeated, Hannes simply walked away before eventually disappearing into the crowd.
"Well, didn't see that coming." The boy said to himself, still confused with what Hannes wants. Why didn't he just go to Dad's clinic if he wanted to talk about that medicine so badly? What is he really trying to hide from everyone? Then again, it's probably something way less mysterious or strange than what Eren's imagining right now, like some kind of bad sickness or embarrassing injury. That sounds a bit more like Hannes, alright... But who knows? He never really understood some of the stuff his father does. One thing for sure is that his Father was definitely a doctor and that means his Dad would help save other people's lives and cure painful illnesses but... there was just some stuff about his Dad that Eren never fully understands yet. Like what's inside that locked basement that he would always forbidden Eren or anyone else from ever getting too close, let alone entering.
Maybe there's actually nothing inside, maybe he's over thinking on something again just like Armin always do but...
What in the world could a simple doctor possibly hide from his very own family?
"Eren, who was that? I thought I just heard you screaming like a madman to someone." To his pleasant surprise, Eren heard the wooden door behind him suddenly opening.
He quickly turned around only to see the reassuring sight of his Mother, carrying a small basket with a bundle of recently washed clothes. They were mostly new, designed for the comfort and warmth of a little girl.
"Oh! Hi, Mom!" Eren exclaimed with a broad smile, all thoughts about his mysterious father was immediately gone in a flash.
"Sorry about that. It was just Hannes. He wanted to talk to Dad, that's all." He reassured her as he leapt onto his feet and immediately rushed to the side of his Mother.
"Well, I wonder what he could've wanted." She smiled thankfully as the young boy took the basket from her hands and carried it all the way to the only clothing line in the middle of the roof, careful to not accidentally drop a single piece of it onto the ground.
"Don't know. Said he wanted to talk about some new 'medicine' Dad gave him." Eren then gently placed the basket on the ground beside the clothing line and playfully clapped his hands, a job well done.
"Oh, I bet it must've been about that painful rash on his back. That poor Hannes..." She explained as she shook her head, her side ponytail was gently fluttering with the morning breeze.
"Rash?" The boy repeated the word, slightly disappointed. It really was nothing mysterious or suspicious, after all.
"Anyway, thanks for the help, Eren." She said as she started taking the washed clothes from the small basket and immediately hanging them up on the clothing line one by one.
"No problem, Mom!" He smiled smugly, feeling a bit proud of himself.
"You know, you really should wake up early more often." She happily exclaimed as she neatly hanged a small white blouse over the line.
"Yeah! Okay, Mom."
"You could help me around the kitchen, for once. Maybe prepare the table and take care of the dirty dishes." She continued.
"Okay, Mom."
"You can also help me clean the living room, it's gotten so very dusty lately." She smiled as she placed a familiar maroon scarf over the line, washed with the hesitant approval of a young girl.
"Okay."
"And you can help me water the potted plants. Sometimes, I don't have enough time to give them any proper care." She chuckled, eager with the thought.
"Uh, okay..."
"With all this extra time, you can even catch up on your studies when you're done helping me." She was almost grinning ear to ear, ever so happy with herself.
"Um..." The boy was getting eerily nervous, all of a sudden.
"Speaking of your studies, have you done your homework yet, Eren?" She suddenly paused from her work to look at the boy, her caring eyes were somehow briefly replaced with a stern one.
"Wha-" The boy almost took a step back from his mother. He was scared and nervous, but mostly perplexed. How did he even get into this situation so suddenly? He was just standing there...
"I- I... I already did it!" He exclaimed, the tinge of awkward uncertainty in his voice was quite apparent.
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah! I... I just- I just did it last night! That's right, I did it last night!" He was trying his best not to fumble around with his own words like some kind of idiot.
"But I thought you were already fast asleep right after dinner last night." His Mother seemed very confused by the boy's veiled answer.
"Well, yeah... I- I... I did it before dinner, yeah... Right before dinner." Eren stammered and stuttered, struggling to think of something else to say.
"Hmm..." His Mother simply looked at him, her eyes were silently judging his every movement like some kind of ferocious predator.
"So... When will Dad and Mikasa come back?!" He bluntly asked in an attempt to quickly change the subject, cracking a broad smile to hide the nervousness and pure fear inside him.
"Well... They shouldn't be long now." She answered, seemingly forgetting all about her previous question, much to the boy's sheer relief inside.
"It's only a short check-up so... I guess it's only a matter of time before they're home." She exclaimed, pretty darn sure of herself.
"Oh, okay!" Eren nodded understandingly before he slowly drooped his head down, noticing his nervously shuffling feet.
"Well... I guess I should finish the rest of my chores and go to Armin's place before they're back. Bye, Mom!" He weakly exclaimed, about to turn around and quickly scurry away to escape.
"Wait, wait, wait, hold on there just for a minute, young man." His Mother suddenly shouted, causing his throat to fall heavy in a mere instant.
He quickly swallowed it before hesitantly turning around to face his Mother. "...Y-Yeah, Mom?" He said, bringing a thinly smile on his face.
"Why do you always leave the house when Mikasa's at home?"
"Wha- What do you mean? That's ridiculous!" He chuckled awkwardly at the thought, averting his eyes from his Mother as he does it.
"Well, let's see now..." She was slowly stroking her chin, recalling past events. "First, you wanted to help at your Father's clinic for the entire day."
"Uh..."
"Then the next day, you went out and took an entire day for a delivery errand. That's very impressive on how you did that, by the way."
"Um..."
"Then the day after that, you just wandered around the streets and markets in the city with Armin all day long. Don't you have anything better to do?"
"Okay that one, I-"
"Then finally, now you're saying that you're going to leave the house and visit Armin's place. For how long, I wonder..." His Mother simply droned on and on, causing the boy's body to be restless with every word she said. He just wanted to get out of the place, to disappear right this very instant.
"That... That doesn't mean anything, Mom." He was almost shivering with uncertainty, his head was sunken low to hide his face.
"Well, yeah... It's all very fine and dandy, but... I'm beginning to notice how you're always leaving the house as soon as you could when Mikasa's home. It's kind of strange, actually. It's beginning to make me wonder..." She squinted her eyes, coldly staring at the young boy before her.
"That- That's, uh... No, no, no... You're just imagining things, Mom. I'm fine, really!" He quickly perked himself up, smiling broadly to his Mother in order to show that he's perfectly okay and there's really nothing to be worried about.
All of a sudden, his mother just approached the young Eren, frozen as he was, before immediately crouching down onto one knee so her face would be able to meet his. She gently placed her hand amongst the rustled hair of his head and pulled it ever so slightly closer to hers, strangely quiet as she simply gazed into the jaded eyes of the agitated boy in front of her; her own eyes were yet again, suddenly so dangerously serious.
"...M- Mom?" The boy just stood there, not very sure on what to say as his Mother continued to stare at him in an increasingly uncomfortable way. With his Mother's hand still nestling on the top of his head, he was very much frightened to move even a single inch, fearing the possible consequences that may happen afterwards.
"Mom, what's... What are you doing-"
"What's wrong, Eren?! Is there something wrong with you and Mikasa?" His Mother suddenly blurted out, greatly shocking the young boy.
"What? Why would you say that? I'm fine, really! We're fine!" Eren nervously smiled, almost overwhelmed with the pressure of his mother's searing gaze.
"Never doubt me, Eren! And don't lie to me like that ever again. I've thought I taught you better than that!" She sternly lectured the rattled boy, very certain with herself.
"But- But- What? I... I didn't lie at all. There is- There's really nothing going on-" Eren hopelessly stammered in his own defense.
"No, Eren, you were definitely lying. A good mother can tell these kinds of things, you know! And I can definitely tell when something is troubling my poor Son's mind!" She explained as she proudly nodded her head, her arms were firmly crossed against each other, exuding her confidence.
"..." He didn't exactly know what to say to that.
"So, Eren..." She faced the young boy's eyes yet again, gently placing a hand of comfort on his shoulder this time. "What's wrong with you and Mikasa?"
"Um..." The boy was very hesitant to say anything; he really didn't want to bring it up at all, worried of what his Mother will think of him.
"So, do you... like her?"
"Huh?"
"I said, do you like her, Eren? You know... Do you have a little crush on her or something?" She was slyly smiling now, her eyebrows suggestively raised as she slightly nudged the boy's sheepish shoulders.
"MOM, NO! NO WAY!" His flustered cheeks turned into a stark crimson colour within mere seconds.
"Don't be so ashamed, Eren. It's perfectly natural for a young boy to have a crush on a cute little girl like Mikasa."
"Mom, it's seriously nothing like that!" He was frantically waving his arms, denying all the possibilities thrown in the air.
"Why not? You two are just so perfectly adorable together. Maybe you should give it a try-"
"OKAY, okay!" He screamed for it all to stop, his crimson cheeks was almost bursting at the seams. "If I... If I tell you what's wrong, would you stop with all that nonsense?"
"We'll see." She smiled.
"Okay, fine then..." Eren finally let out a sigh of complacency. Might as well get it over with then.
"It's just... Mikasa. I just think..." He took a deep lasting breath, briefly hoping to calm his nerves, "I can't... stand being with her anymore."
"That's not a very nice thing to say, Eren." The smile on her face was gone, as quick as it had come.
"Well, yeah... That's why I didn't want to say anything about it." He turned his head away, trying to avoid that annoying gaze of his Mother. He never did liked it when she had that worried look in her eyes.
"But, Eren, why would you say something like that about her?"
"I don't know, okay? I really don't know. Maybe... It's just- It's..." He was trying to find the right words to say, but he just couldn't think of anything.
"Maybe... Maybe it's just the way how she acts, I guess. It's so weird how- How she doesn't really talk to me or anyone else, she always- Most of the time, I can't even get a proper conversation out of her, just... just a few words here and there. I just can't think of anything to say when I'm with her..." The boy unknowingly clenched his fists, struggling to even utter the words to his Mother.
"Then... And then I would always see her quietly sitting somewhere in the house all by herself; every time I found her, every time I saw her, she just seemed so empty, so sad. There was this one time when I saw her just sitting right outside my new room, I didn't know what to do when I saw her face... I just figured... I just figured that she must've been bored sitting in the house all day or something, so I tried to give her a few of my old toys. But nothing, I still got nothing out of her..." His head was slowly drooping down with every word spoken, disobeying the constant desire to simply turn around his restless feet and leave.
"When I ask her what's wrong, she would always say the same thing and that she's fine or some other excuse. I didn't know what else to do anymore so I just started avoiding her altogether. I'm sorry, Mom, but I tried everything I could and I just can't understand her one bit. I just can't..."
"I couldn't bear to keep seeing her like that anymore..." The boy realized he had fallen quiet, deathly so, as he wasn't sure of what to say anymore.
Taking his silence as a chance for her to finally speak, she softly asked the boy a question. A question that has been lingering inside her head for quite a long while now.
"Eren..." She whispered.
"Don't you remember what you've done that night, what you've done to save Mikasa? Aren't you... glad that you saved her?"
Eren didn't say anything immediately, he was still very much quiet as he looks back at that one terrible night and all the blood and painful death that had happened in it. He could never forget the images of what happened that day, no one could, especially the little girl.
It has been like, what? Give or take, it's been almost an entire week ever since that tragic night, but nobody tries to talk about it anymore, nobody tends to bring it up or give it anymore thought. It's all over, at least, Eren silently hopes so.
He just wants everyone to forget it all ever happened and moved on with their lives as if that night had never existed in the first place. He wanted people to stop looking at him with those goddamn judgemental eyes of theirs. He wanted people to stop asking him about what he did at that night and just leave him alone already. He wanted everything to just go back to normal again... But he also knew the scarred little girl was clear proof that was pretty much impossible right now...
"No, I'm not glad." Eren finally answered.
"...Why not? Didn't you just save her life?" She seemed to be partially confused by the boy's answer.
"I know what those bad people were planning to do to her. I know I had to put a stop to what they were doing before it gets worse... So, I had to do what I did... I couldn't think of anything else that night so, I saw my chance and I just went after it. All I could think was that I had to save her, that's all... I just wanted to save her..." He tightened the grip around his hands, keeping his gaze firmly onto his feet below.
"But- Now... Now I wished I never had to do it in the first place..."
"I just wished that it all never happened and we never met... I just wish- I just wish she still had her own family. Maybe then, she would be normal. Maybe then, she'll be okay..." His eyes of turquoise started to water ever so slightly, but he tries his very best not to let it show.
"Eren, listen..." He heard his Mother's honey-toned voice.
"You can't just blame Mikasa for being the way she is right now, you can't be angry at her for the way she is acting. What had happened to you both that night was very, very horrible and no one in this entire world deserves to see what both of you had seen. It can take a massive toll out of anyone's own well-being, let alone a poor little girl..."
"Yeah, I know. I know..." He muttered, unknowingly gripping onto his own arms.
"But..." She smiled as she gently clasped onto the boy's soft cheeks. "I know for sure now, that she is going to be just fine in the end."
"Huh? But- What..." He raised his head towards his Mother.
"Why? It's because she had the sheer luck of having the sweetest and kindest little boy I had ever known taking care of her. Thankfully, he has a good head on his shoulders and a greater heart inside him. But sure, he might be a bit emotional sometimes and he gets very angry most of the times, but I now know he understands what's important and he would do anything he can for the good of everyone..."
"...M- Mom?" Using the long sleeve of her blouse, his Mother carefully wiped the few tears from his watering eyes.
"She is going to be just fine, Eren." She whispered ever so softly in that calming voice of hers, "She's still far from it but I think she'll be okay, you'll see."
"But- But- How? I... I've tried everything and... And-"
"And you did a fantastic job on it. Why, look how much better she has gotten already!" She beamed.
"Wait, what- What do you mean? That- That's impossible... I- I couldn't-" The boy was incredibly confused. What in the world did she meant?
"Couldn't get anything out of her? You might be right, Eren, but look at it this way, she may not say very much to you but at least, she's already talking to someone else."
"What?"
"Eren, you could actually get more than just a few words out of her and that's really incredible in its own sense."
"I- I could?" He never did realize that everyone else was having trouble speaking with the little girl.
"And it's truly amazing that you keep finding her around the house all the time. It's very surprising indeed, when it's almost impossible just to make her leave her own room, let alone leave the house this morning."
"Huh... I... I never thought about it that way before." The boy admitted in a low voice, wondering about the girl's strange behaviour towards him. Why was he so different, above all others?
"But... why? Why would she be like that to me?"
"It's hard to say what's going on inside her head right now. Maybe it's because she just wanted to see you, maybe you're the only one here that she genuinely knows and trusts. But one thing's for sure, she responds to you even better than anyone else, even your own Father. You might be the closest thing she has to a friend right now..."
"So... So, what should I do?"
"Well, instead of just being frustrated with her, maybe you should just take a chance and spend some more time with her. Don't just give her a toy or something, get closer to her. JUst Spend a whole day with her and try to get to know her a little bit more. Who knows what'll happen next? You might just warm up to her..." She raised a proud but sincere smile at her Son.
The boy paused, briefly averting his eyes from his Mother to reflect on her words. He still doesn't know what to do with Mikasa, he knew for certain that there was nothing he could possibly change to make her become 'normal' again. But for now, all he knew is that he just wanted to save the girl, he just wanted to make her feel better, he wanted to see her be 'okay'...
And he was willing to do anything for that ever distant goal.
"Okay, Mom!" With clenched hands, he quickly rubbed his eyes, clearing any traces of self-doubt within them.
"I'll try my best!" Eren declared with a bright grin, a far cry to the self-doubting boy not a few minutes ago.
"That's great to hear, Eren!" She exclaimed with a happy smile, her hand gently stroking his very rustled hair. "See? That wasn't so hard, was it-"
*SLAM*
The ever familiar sound of the front door closing immediately caught both of their attentions, easily interrupting the conversation between them. Both of their eyes quickly lit up as soon as they had heard that distinct sound of the wooden door of the house, it was the clear sign that the boy's Father had returned, along with their very special guest.
"Oh!" No one was more surprised by the sound than his own Mother.
"They're already back home!" She gasped, seemingly in great shock.
Without missing a beat, she deftly hurried her way back to the clothing line and simply continued her work with the laundry as if nothing had ever happened.
"I better finish this quick or there won't even be time to make lunch today!" She just sighed as she placed a small brown tunic over the clothing line amongst the rest of the laundry.
"Oh my, I'm a bit off schedule now." She couldn't help but to chuckle at her own situation. "I guess I have to start the-"
She was very surprised indeed when she found her Son suddenly besides her, his skinny arms were firmly wrapped around her waist as he buried his head against her. She was slightly taken aback at the mere sight, surprised at the boy's sudden spur of the moment. She hasn't seen this kind of affection from him for quite a long while now, ever since that dreadful night, in fact. She had missed the feeling...
Eren raised his head upwards, the broad grin still on his face.
"Thanks, Mom..." He whispered softly.
"You're... You're welcome, dearie." She gently patted on the little boy's head again, smiling oh so sweetly. "Now go and run along now, Eren. You're free for the day."
"...R- R- Really?" His broad grin grew even bigger in an instant somehow, he could scarcely believe the mere mention of those magical words.
"That's right, Eren! You can do your homework later tonight."
"Um, what? What did- But... But I- I didn't... I-" He could then feel his heart suddenly skipping a beat as his previously excited grin was frozen, the baffling look inside his eyes almost made his Mother laugh.
"I just told you, Eren, didn't I? A good Mother can tell these kinds of things!" She nodded her head, proud of herself.
"Oh, yeah... About that, I-" His grin eventually morphed into a quivering smile, unsure of what to say to his Mother.
"Don't worry about it! It gives me a chance to chance to check your work later, anyways." She laughed, reassuring the young boy's erratic senses somewhat.
"Oh, okay... I- Okay..." He tried to play it off like it was actually nothing, secretly breathing an immense sigh of relief inside him. At least, for now.
"Now go on and have a great day, Eren."
With a bright smile still glazed all over his face, the boy's little feet began to slowly shuffle backwards as he frantically waved goodbye towards his Mother, "Bye, Mom! I love you!" He screamed to the world, but only his own Mother would be there to hear it.
"I love you too, Eren..." She happily waved back, glad and even relieved to see some genuine excitement back inside her Son.
The boy immediately bolted back into the house as he left his beloved Mother behind, excitedly making his way down through the rest of the house and towards the kitchen. As soon as he had arrived downstairs, the first person he saw was his Father and besides him, for the first time since that horrible night, he was also glad to see their special guest, the quiet girl known as Mikasa.
Newly returned from their short trip to his Father's clinic, he saw them both talking right in front of the entrance of the house:
"I'm sorry that you still have to wear those bandages, Mikasa, but it should only be a few more days now before it's healed perfectly." He heard his Father's serious words of concern in the distance.
"It's okay, Mr. Yeager. I don't mind..." She simply answered with that constant emotionless expression of hers.
"Dad, you're back!" His Father was pleasantly surprised when he saw the young boy rushing down the wooden stairs of the house.
"Eren, you're up very early today." His father exclaimed, smiling at the sudden sight of his Son. His Father couldn't help but to wonder why the young boy seemed strangely very happy this morning.
"That's right, Dad. And plus, Mom made me free for the rest of the day!" Now it wasn't such a mystery for his Father...
"Did she, now? Then, what do you plan to do for the entire day? Something constructive, I hope." His Father playfully enquired with a tired smile.
"Don't worry, Dad, I already have a few ideas." Eren casually answered before he eventually turned his hesitant gaze towards the quiet girl next to the front door. She was standing perfectly still, leaning against the walls as her empty eyes were fully directed to the shuffling feet below her. It was as if she was actually trying to blend into the background and simply fade away, as impossible as it obviously was.
"Um... Hey, Mikasa..." He softly called her name, a bit of the nervous hesitation in his voice.
"Hmm?" She raised her head to meet the boy's, seemingly very surprised to suddenly hear her own name coming from his voice. Using one of her hands, she slowly parted the long fringes of her raven-coloured hair, revealing those empty eyes of hers that the young boy just couldn't bear to see. The bruises on the edge of her lip and on her left cheek was neatly bandaged, one of the few unwanted relics of that dreadful night that still remains.
"Uh... So... Do- Well, do you want to come with me, Mikasa?" He said as he gazed directly into her eyes, slowly extending an open hand towards her.
"Huh? But... But why?" She was at first, distancing herself from the boy's sudden approach.
"I- Um... I just want to spend my free day with you, that's all. So..." He was carefully picking his words, not really sure of the reaction he will get from her.
"So, I guess you're either coming with me or we're not going to do anything today!" Eren suddenly exclaimed with a joking tone in his voice, a mask for the uncertainty inside him and also, to hopefully lighten the expression on his face.
Mikasa did not answer immediately, much to the boy's unsurprised fear. Instead, she simply stared into the nervous windows of his eyes. What was going inside her head this time, the boy always wonders whenever he sees her eyes...
"Okay." With her arms laced tightly around herself, it felt like forever before she finally complies, suddenly approaching closer and closer to the young boy.
She reached for his outstretched hand and gently held onto it, it was warm to the touch. It feels... nice.
"What... What are we going to do then?" She asked, still looking directly into the eyes of the boy, increasing the nervousness inside him tenfold.
Eren quickly mustered up a weak smile in response, "I want to introduce you to a friend of mine... His name's Armin, I think you're going to like him, Mikasa."
"...Okay." She answered, tightening her grip around his hand...
"Don't be late now, Eren. I want you to be back home before the Sun starts to set." His Father suddenly chimed in, a distant look of amazement and interest was written behind those ever so serious glasses of his as he witnessed the odd interaction between the boy and their guest. Above all, he was very surprised indeed to see how the young girl was so compliant and responsive to his Son. He wonders if it could help change everything...
"No problem, Dad! I'll be back before you even know it." He jokingly reassured his Father as he turned and approached the front door, little girl in tow.
Eren promptly swung the wooden door open, the warmth of the Sun and the gentle morning breeze was the first to greet them to the outside world. He briefly turned around and smiled a reassuring smile at the girl behind him. With the girl's hand still gently brushing against his, he didn't feel as nervous or as scared as he did before, for some unexplained reason. Maybe his Mother was right all along, maybe the young girl will finally be 'okay' again, he definitely hopes so...
"Let's go, Mikasa." Eren spoke softly.
"Okay, Eren." She smiled.
The children finally left the house behind as they slowly made their way to the house of the boy's only friend, together, hand in hand...
Hello there, everyone!
I hope you have enjoyed reading the chapter! I do apologize for taking too long to finish it, though... I would try to put on a deadline on myself but I'm a dreadfully slow writer and also, I was worried that this chapter might be slightly out of character during the topic of discussion held within it, but nonetheless, I do hope you all have liked it and if not, I'm terribly sorry! Like always, any reviews and opinions are definitely appreciated. Tell me why you liked it or tell me why you despise it! I don't mind, but you might break my heart into many little pieces.
Anyway, I wish you all a very good day and thanks again for reading!
Till the next chapter,
-ParagonFlynn