Y/n sighs and looks at the two, "Come on. We're probably late." The three of them make it to the front door of their house as Y/n grabs the doorknob and lets the other two go in before them. Seeing as how Y/n was the oldest, they always took care of Mikasa and Eren, "Mom, dad, we're home."
"I can see that, sweetie." Carla wipes her hands on a white cloth and sets it on the table, leaning down towards the three of them, "It seems like you got quite a bit this time around." She says and looks at the piles of sticks and twigs Y/n, Eren, and Mikasa had dumped into the chest.
"Yeah, we got quite a bit." Eren sighs and runs a hand through his dark, brown hair. He then glances over at Y/n and gestures to them to be quiet.
"Are you sure you got that much?" Carla asks and looks to Eren's bright red ears, "Your ears are red. You're lying again." She smiles and gives his right ear a small tug which Eren quickly shook off, annoyed at her attempts to give him affection.
"Carla, you might want to get back to dinner. The food will get cold." Grisha's soft yet rough voice said as he flipped through a newspaper, sitting at the table where he usually was before leaving for work.
"Oh, thank you, dear." Carla says and turns back to the countertop full of plates of food, which she continued preparing.
"If there was some kind of thing that heated up the food for you, I think things would be a lot easier." Y/n shrugs as they sit across from Grisha at the table, "What are you reading, dad?"
"Just some stuff about fishing. And it looks like that plague from years ago has resurfaced and there's been a small outbreak of it, but it shouldn't be too much of a problem." Grisha glances up from his newspaper to see if any of the topics he had said interested Y/n.
Y/n sat silent, thinking about their father's words. According to their father, an outbreak had occurred and Grisha had saved everyone with the medicines he had, "Fishing? When did you ever go fishing?" But he never spoke about fishing before.
Grisha's lips curve up into a small smile, amused by the random fascination of fishing, "Back in my younger days. It was a nice pastime."
"What kind of fish did you catch?" Y/n asks. Unbeknownst to them, they had walked right into Grisha's trap.
"I caught your mother."
Carla immediately drops what she is doing and put her hands on her hips, yelling at Grisha for his stupid joke which Y/n, Eren, and Mikasa didn't understand at all, "You can't say that in front of them!"
Y/n glances at Eren and Mikasa, but the two just shrug. So begrudgingly, they let it go.
The rest is as it usually is. Carla puts the plates of food on the table and everyone sits at their seats. Grisha and Carla at each end of the table. Eren sat across from Y/n while they sat next to Mikasa.
Then the usual questions start. How everyone's days had been, how the food tasted, and so forth. Nothing much had happened in Shiganshina as of late.
"Eren and Y/n want to join the Survey Corps." Mikasa spoke as her words rang in Eren's and Y/n's ears. The two of them knew what was about to happen. The inevitable scolding that was about to come from Carla.
"Eren! Y/n! What's wrong with you two?!" Carla shouts at the top of her lungs furiously. Her voice could almost shatter windows, "You two want to join the Scouts and come back dead!?"
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Attack On Titan: Zero
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