The Newest Addition

Playtime

*January 11th, 12:45 a.m.*

"Where's yourrrr... Nose?" Armin asked the girl who sat in front of him on the carpet with her pacifier in her mouth. She pointed to her own nose.

"Good job! Where's your toes?" He asked another. Armin and Mathilda were in their room, waiting for Eren to be done with chores for today.

Going back to our original scene, the girl giggled and lifted her foot to grab her toes through her socks. Armin chuckled and nodded.

"Yep, that's right! Okay, harder one. Where's your... Elbow?"

She sat for a moment before she looked at her arms.

"Here?" She slurred from behind her pacifier, shaking her whole arm. Armin laughed and nodded

"Kind of. It's right here, remember?" He showed her where it was, and her eyes widened, and she nodded, determined to keep going. She was a lot like Eren in aspects like that

"Okay, where are your knees?"

She reached and grabbed her kneecaps.

"Good job, babygirl. You're so smart!"

She giggled and crawled over to Armin, sitting on his lap and reaching for a toy on the floor next to him. She laid on his legs and babbled with the toy in her hands. He smiled down at her and ran his hand gently through her curly hair, letting her play.

"Daddy comin'?" She questioned after pulling her pacifier from her mouth.

"Daddy will be home soon, he has to finish working. Do you want to go get a snack with me?"

She nodded, sitting up from his lap and standing up to wait for him. Once the blonde was on his feet, Mathilda took ahold of his hand and they walked downstairs together.

"Hello, Mathilda. Hey, Armin. What are you two doing?" Christa asked, stopping her sweeping and standing next to them.

"Oh, hey Christa. I'm just taking her to the kitchen to get a snack before n-a-p time." He said, spelling out the word nap. He didn't want Mathilda to hear, or else she'd get fussy. Christa smiled and chuckled.

"Oh I see. Well, good luck with that. Bye, Tilly, I'll see you at dinner!" She waved goodbye to the girl as she and Armin made their way to the kitchen.

"Do you want bananas or strawberries?"

"Berries!" Came a response from behind the pacifier.

Armin chuckled and nodded.

"Of course you do. That was a silly question, wasn't it?"

She nodded and he picked her up, sitting her on the counter next to him. She quietly watched with her hands on her lap as he washed and cut the strawberries into bite-sized pieces for her. Once her was done, he grabbed her bottle and poured her some milk. Then, once it was all ready, he helped her off of the counter and grabbed an apple for himself, setting it on the plate as well.

"Come on, let's go back upstairs." He smiled down at her. She giggled and nodded back and they walked upstairs; Mathilda ahold of his pants to keep from falling.

Once they were up there, she sat on the blanket they had laid out and waited until Armin set her plate in front of her.

"Tank you, Mommy."

"You're welcome baby. Don't eat too fast, okay?"

She nodded and picked up a piece and ate it. He kept a close eye on her, to make sure she didn't choke or show signs of allergies, while he ate his apple. But, thankfully, all was well.