Normal POV:

"Pregnant?!" That stupid bastard. Eren's phone started to ring. He answers and puts his on speaker so that I can hear his phone call. "Hey Petra, what do you need?" Eren ask her. "I just wanted to tell you that I am on my way there." Says Petra.She's on her way here, I don't think Eren has told her that the girl that broke your arm is my girlfriend. "Did you take the train?" Eren asks her. "You know I did, I'm walking towards your house now, I'll be there in about 5 minutes, see you when I get there." And then she hung up the phone.

"(f/n), are you comfortable with her coming here?" I don't really have a problem with her coming here, I should be asking Eren if she will be comfortable with seeing me. "Yeah, it's fine, but you should be asking her that question. Let's eat breakfast!" I run into the kitchen to make breakfast.

(Time skip brought to you by the fetus)

After me and Eren finish eating there is a knock on the door. "I'll get it." Eren says as he gets up. I hear him open the door. "Hey Petra. You can go wait in the living room while I clean up a bit." Eren knows I'm in the living room. I can't wait to see her face when she sees me. She walks into the living room while looking down at her phone. When she looks up she looks directly at me.

I brush a strand of my (h/c) hair out of my face and I smirk at her. And she just screams.

Eren's POV:

I heard someone scream. Oh. My. God. What if (f/n) stabbed Petra or something. I run downstairs to see what is going on.

I see (f/n) smirking and just chilling on the couch. And I hear and see Petra screaming out in fear. "Petra what is wrong?" I ask while trying to contain my laughter. Petra turns around and hugs me. "She smirked at me! She's going to kill me!" I couldn't contain my laughter much longer and I let it out. "She won't hurt you unless you do something horrible." (F/n) stands up. 

"She did do something horrible, She didn't keep her mouth or her legs closed." Petra lets go of me and looks at (f/n). "That's it I'll put you in your place." Petra says as she starts to walk closer to (f/n). (F/n) cracks her knuckles. 

"Oh really, COME AT ME B**CH!"