The second Book to my collection of Attack on Titan fanfictions. So if you enjoy reading Attack on Titan related stories including ones with Armin, Eren or Mikasa, feel free to read! Enjoy
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Authors Note: Yay, I've finally done a birthday story for Armin! I'm not sure if I will be writing any more b-day stories or not but I will try. And to avoid confusion, this story takes place in the modern day world and NOT the universe of Attack on Titan. Enjoy!
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Eren was slouching on the couch, the tv standing before him, and fixed in his hand was the remote that continued making attempts to slip out of his hands. He lazily switch through the channels, bored and uncertain as to what to watch on television.
Mikasa walks through the door with a box. "Eren, I suspect you have everything prepared?" Inquires Mikasa. "Eh? Prepared for what?" Eren groans in annoyance, not having the slightest clue as to what Mikasa was going on about.
But all it took was once glance at her fiery glare for the realization to hit him. "Oh my Titans...! Is today Armin's birthday?!" Eren blurts out in disbelief. "Eren, when was the last time you checked the calendar?!" Tsked Mikasa
"Gee, I dunno... a month?!" Eren responds sarcastically. "Eren, I cannot believe this is actually happening... that you allowed this to happen!" Mikasa face palms herself, clearly stressed out.
"Look, look, calm your horses Mikasa! I got everything under control! I'll go shopping-- right now!" Eren gets his lazy ass off the couch for once in his life.
"Eren, today is Armin's birthday."
"So what, it's called late-birthday shopping, sweetheart."
"Eren, I am very disappointed in you. If only I had known this was going to be an issue, I would have never trusted you to get all of this done. I would have done it all myself."
"Screw you, Mikasa! I'm going!!" With that being shouted, Eren puts on his gym shoes and leaves the houses, not forgetting to lock shut the door-- for once. (To avoid criminals from sneaking into the house and etc)
Eren has always had a bad and sour temper. He hates it when people declares he has anger issues. He normally will go off on them if someone speaks ill of his temper.
But deep down, Eren knows it. He does have a bad temper. And sometimes, it gets really, really bad. He even started to consider that maybe, just maybe... he was a little too harsh towards Mikasa before hurrying out the door.
"Damn it..." Eren cursed under his breath, full of regret for going off on Mikasa. And full of regret for forgetting to go shopping in preparation for Armin's birthday.
Eren heads out to the bookstore. He waltz right in but nearly gets a heart attack and hides behind a bookshelf when he spots a certain blonde coconut.
What in the name of Titans is Armin doing here?!!
Eren wonders as thoughts raced in his head. No other than Armin Arlert, everyone's most favorite and adored cinnamon roll, was strolling around in the book store.
