Chapter 27: Amaryllis

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After a long 4 hour drive, everyone made it back to their homes. Carla greeted her children amiable as they entered the house. "How was the trip?" Carla asked.

"Fine," Mikasa answered vaguely like she usually did.

"Annie tried to defile Mikasa," Eren seethed. Truthfully, he hadn't stopped ranting about it all day, and it seemed to slip his mind that he was telling these things to his mother.

"Oh?" Carla asked, seemingly interested.

"He's over exaggerating," Mikasa said as she rolled her eyes before making her way to her room.

"We'll talk more at dinner!" Carla yelled up to her.

"No we won't!" Mikasa yelled back as she closed her door, sighing heavily as she walked to her bed. She loved taking trips, but there was something so undeniably comforting about being in your own room in your own home. She quickly unpacked before going back down the stairs for dinner which she knew would be ready soon.

"So, Annie?" Carla prompted as she began setting the table.

"Eren just came in at an inconvenient time," Mikasa assured Carla, not wanting her to get the wrong idea just because her brother couldn't keep his mouth shut.

"I'm sure it was inconvenient," Carla said with a snicker.

"That's not what I meant," Mikasa deadpanned, and Carla put her hands up in surrender, sensing that Mikasa wasn't in the mood. "Sorry, I hate driving," Mikasa apologized, catching her attitude.

"I know," Carla said sympathetically as she put her hand on Mikasa's head, messing up her hair a bit. "You know, I don't care if you do... that. You're practically an adult, and I trust you to choose the right person," Carla said.

"Can we not?" Mikasa groaned.

"We have to at some point," Carla told her.

"I'm glad you're supportive," Mikasa said gratefully, "but nothing happened."

"Then, what really happened?" Carla asked.

"Well, uh-" Mikasa began, not sure how to explain it to Carla. Nothing explicit happened, but how it came about would be seen as nothing less than playful foreplay. "I called her a coward," Mikasa said, "and she kept trying to prove she wasn't. I was taking my jeans off to change, and we ended up in a compromising position on the bed while we were wrestling."

"'Wrestling'?" Carla asked curiously, "Is that slang for something? I don't keep up well with the times."

"It's not-" Mikasa began, cutting herself off as she rubbed her forehead, "It probably is slang for something, but that's not how I meant it."

"Ah, I see," Carla said with a nod, "So Eren walked in, and he saw you and Annie, on the bed, with your jeans unbuttoned."

"Correct," Mikasa confirmed.

"Seems believable," Carla decided, "You don't seem like the type to have sex so soon, especially your first time..... It would be your first time right?"

"Yes," Mikasa sighed. She wasn't necessarily ashamed of being a virgin, but she didn't like that people never seemed to let her forget it.

"Speaking of, has Eren done it before?" Carla asked.

"I mean, probably," Mikasa said vaguely, deciding to get Eren back for telling on her.

"That little brat," Carla seethed quietly.

"Well... I mean... I don't know for sure-" Mikasa said, trying to save her brother. She knew Carla wasn't actually mad; she would probably just talk to him about safe sex and what not. Still, she didn't want Eren to be upset with her because she caused it.

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