Cruel Beautiful World

Kitchen Duty

It's been a week. Ymir kept her eyes out on Krista's activity but she didn't see that girl before. But she knew it was there, and she was the only person she somewhat showed that side to.

The two girls had kitchen duty, so they didn't need to some of the training. But on the other hand, they needed to make a lot of food quickly and keep the place clean.

The girls were making lunch now, they worked quietly. Krista cooked the food, it was ham and mashed potatoes. Same thing would be for dinner, so they would double the portions for latter. Meat takes a while to cook. But it really wasn't a lot. Everyone would get half a slice, and the rest of the plate would be filled with bread and potatoes.

"I'm starving," Krista spoke up as Ymir scrubbed down the sink.

"I know, I don't even like ham all to much," the tan partner, grew better. She would answer questions, carry on. But she wasn't nice.

"So do you have any family," the silence was her answer. The air was thick now. Okay not the best of things to ask but hey, the blonde was getting there.

She didn't care to share about her's just went on to the next question. Odd. "Have you made any other friends?" Ymir laughed at that, a good hardy one.

"No, I'm not friends with any of these idiots," Ymir walked beside the tiny cook, and scrubbed the table she was using.

"What about me?" Krista caught her gaze for a second, but she looked back at her working hands.

"They are coming in," Ymir grabbed a plate from the and took a slice. And one more over the first. She winked at the girl and walked out of the kitchen and sat down. The blonde followed, behind. They sat down at the far corner of the room and began to eat while the other kids got in line.

"You didn't answer the question Ymir," The tan cadet had to eat her extra slice fast. So no one would notice.

"What question?" Krista wouldn't repeat it. She knew of that.

A tray dropped in front of the two, and standing in front of them were a towering duo. One was blonde, the other brunette. The boys had smiles spread across their face.

"Hey there, you're Krista right," the blonde and this friend sat opposite of them. "I'm Reiner, and this is Bertholdt," the other one waved his hand.

"Yes I am, and this is Ymir my partner," she just gave the two a gaze and looked back down. "She's one for talking," the freckled girl shrugged and continued to eat.

"Hehe, well Bertholdt isn't talkative either," Reiner seemed way to happy, he smiled at everything Krista said. And that fakeness made Ymir roll her eyes.

"If you ever need help I could always show you my moves," they were talking about hand to hand combat.

"No that's okay, I have Ymir for that," Krista grinned at her partner, and rubbed her arm. "She's very good."

"Well we all could use as much advice as we can get," Ymir rolled her eyes and a small tsk under her breath. She shook her head.

"Something wrong?" Reiner asked

"I just, I'm not that hungry," Ymir gave the smaller girl her other slice of ham and rose up from her seat. She walked out of the shack and sat outside on a tree stump.

That guy was infuriating, he didn't even try to be subtle. God he's a fucking pig. Moments later the blonde girl came out with the ham in her hand.

"Why'd you leave?" The girl stood above her. Hand on her hip and meat in the other. She shrugged. "Are you jealous?" Krista shoved the ham in her hand. And Ymir had confusion washed over her face.