Marrying the One I Hate

~Easter Special: On the Hunt~

"Daddy, look! I found one!" The little boy squealed happily, showing off the colorful egg he found.

His father smiled and pushed back a strand of his long grey hair before taking the egg from his son to examine it.

"Wow! Excellent find my boy. Go show your mother." He handed it back and his son nodded excitedly, using his little stubby toddler legs to find his mom.

She was hanging up clothes to dry on the clothes line, when the brunette ran up to her and hugged her legs. She jumped slightly before chuckling, realizing it was only her small boy.

"What's that? Did you find something cool?"

"Yeah! Look mommy! Momma look!" He showed of the egg, just like he'd done for his father.

"That's amazing Eren. Good job."

"Thanks mommy. Did Jesus leave the eggs for me to find?" Carla chuckled, glancing up at her husband.

He smiled back at her and nodded. Carla looked back at her son, leaning down to kiss her forehead.

"No, Jesus didn't. But he told us to hide them, you know why?" Eren shook his head.

"Because good little boys like you deserve a present. So when you find these eggs, you open them up for the surprise."

"But why does Jesus want me to have special eggs?"

"Because my boy, on this day he had risen. Forgiven us of our sins. So, in honor of his rebirth, we give you colorful surprises. We call it Easter."

"Well, I love easter! And Jesus! And you!" He giggled, opening up his egg.

The boy gasped, his teal eyes going wide. "Oh boy! Candy!"

"Now don't waste it or eat it all at once. We're on rations remember." Carla warned, the boy nodding in response.

"I understand momma. I won't. If I'm bad, Jesus will feed me to the Titans." His parents giggled and watched their son look for more.

Later that day, Eren saved all his candy and the family of three had a wonderful dinner all together. He even helped his mother clean the dishes, and take the clothes off the line. They had a wonderful Easter and the little boy couldn't wait for next year. This was one of his favorite holidays.

I awoke with a start and sighed, dragging my hand down my face. I groaned in memory of the dream I had, and got out of bed.

I hated all holidays now, thinking about it, seeing as life hasn't done much but screw me over. I don't really understand why this was my favorite holiday anyways, it being Easter today. Ever since my mom died and my father went missing it's never really been the same. And even after Mikasa and I went under the guardianship of Armin's grandfather, it didn't really last long until we were old enough to join the corps and left him as well.

Home was but a distant memory, and everything just continued to go to shit. A majority of the friends I made through training, which I barely passed, died the first day out in the field. Then Armin almost got eaten as well. I died, or so to speak, being swallowed by the very beast of who's kind ate my mother and everyone else previous. Damn Titans. Not to mention, we found out I was one.

Then I was captured and taken to court, where I was brutally beaten by my captain, and taken to the survey corps we headquarters deep in the woods, separated from Armin and Mikasa. Worked half to death, and was forced to live in a dungeon. Literally.