God, what did Armin get himself into?
After the sudden death of his mother Armin's family was left with no choice but to go back to their old town, where Armin's own childhood took a place. For the first few days everything seemed normal, until thi...
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~Part four~
Summary Jean leaves Armin to deal alone with mad and scary Eren
With a cup of coffee in his hand, Armin arrived earlier like he had been told to. He honestly didn't like the idea from the very start, but Jean was stubborn like a horse that didn't want to be ridden.
The worst part was that he didn't know what to expect. The other didn't even give a single clue about what was possibly on his mind, but Armin knew him well enough to know it wasn't something good.
When he saw his proud and excited expression, he knew he was right. The blonde approached him and the second Jean noticed him his smile got even wider.
The tired boy lifted his eyebrow in question and annoyance. "So, may I know the reason why I was dragged here so early in the morning?"
Armin wasn't a morning person at all, no matter how surprising it might sound.
Jean ignored his grouchy tone. "Just look." He threw his bag off his back and took out an egg box.
"You're gonna bake? Cool."
The taller frowned slightly. "No. We're going to throw these at Eren's locker."
Armin's blue eyes suddenly grew wider, if that was even possible. He suddenly felt completely awake. "Wait what?" He continued when he didn't get an answer. "Don't say "we"! In what mind did you think I was going to be okay with this??"
Jean just rolled his eyes, waving his hands in the air along with the box, the blonde wondered if the eggs were actually still in one piece. "Come on, Armin! Don't act so nice, I know you also didn't like what he did the other day. "
He shook his head and continued denying. "First of all, what if what it really was an accident? The plate was literally on the floor. Second, the idea isn't even good. Third, it's not right in any way."
The other seemed to have expected this answer. "Whatever, I'm doing this with or without you." Jean slid the eggs back in his bag and headed inside.
Armin immediately followed him, just to try to make up his mind, of course. "Are you on your right mind, Jean? You know he'll be really mad!"
He didn't know what that man was capable of but didn't want to find out. But Jean was so hard to discourage when he had something in his head.
"Don't be a chicken, he won't if he doesn't know who did it. That's why we're going to do this fast." He smiled and proceeded to open the box.
