Ash belongs to my good friend AnimeAddict2018. Check out her fic Bittersweet Love (warnings for nsfw content in it though). I'm hoping I did Ash's character right, plus I'm only assuming with the age.
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A rainstorm came in on Wednesday, and washed all the snow away. Historia wasn't sad to see it go. She'd had enough of snow to last her a lifetime. Speaking of the cold, Ymir had gone back to ignoring Historia. And speaking of Ymir, Historia had begun to dream of her.
They were not elaborate dreams, and certainly not centred around Ymir. It was just that Ymir seemed to frequently show up in them. In one dream, Ymir had been the new girl and Historia had discovered that she had killed one of her friends. In another, they had been abducted by aliens together and made the queens of a space empire. In another, they had joined the military to fight what could only have been described as zombies that were actually gods.
On Thursday, Jean tried to ask Historia to go to prom with him.
"Listen, you're really nice and all, but I don't think I'm going to prom," Historia said.
"Oh, that's okay, I guess," Jean said. He acted like he wasn't upset by it, but Historia could see that she'd hurt his feelings.
She was cornered by Marco after school. "Look, if Jean made you uncomfortable or anything, I am so, so sorry," he said. He seemed embarrased by his friend's behaviour.
"No, it's fine. I'm sorry, I probably let him down too harshly-"
"No, he'll be alright, he's done this with pretty much everyone else we're friends with at some point. He's a drama queen, don't let him get to you."
Historia smiled. She knew the type of people Jean was like; she'd been acquainted with a few back in Maria. None of them had asked her out, though.
"So, are you still coming down to the beach with us on Saturday?" Marco asked. "Hopefully it shouldn't be raining."
"Yeah, I think I will," Historia said. It would be fun, to do something with her new friends, and hopefully take her mind off Ymir.
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Saturday came around quickly, and the teens all bundled into one car and drove down to the beach. It was far from a nice day, but at least it wasn't raining. None of them knew how to surf, and the water was freezing cold, so they decided to just muck around on the beach and look in the rock pools and that.
"So do any of you guys have a date for prom?" Connie asked, trying not to fall off the rock he was standing on. He was met with a chorus of "no"s and "nah"s, to which he responded, "same!"
"I'm kind of thinking about asking someone," Marco said, "but he'll probably say no."
"For the love of God, just ask Jean out already and stop torturing us!" Sasha cried. She put an arm over her forehead melodramatically. ""I cannot ask my best friend out, for what if it drives a wedge between our friendship?" He's asked plenty of people out, and is still friends with them, so just do it!"
"Okay, fine, but only if you ask Connie out."
"What?" Connie was distracted, poking at something in the rock pool with a stick, and hadn't heard them.
"Nothing!" Marco said cheerfully, and Sasha glared at him. Historia felt awkward, and turned around. When she did, she saw three figures climbing over the rocks in the distance. She squinted, trying to make them out. She recognised one of them.
"Hey, Eren!" She called out. That caught his attention, and he climbed over to them.
"Historia, I haven't seen you in ages," he said. He looked at her friends.
"I came down with some friends with school. How's Mikasa doing?"
Eren looked thoughtful. "Better," he settled on. "A lot better. Still not well enough to come out today, but better."
"That's good," Historia said. "Anyway, why are you here?"
"Same as you, pretty much. Some friends and I decided to come down to the beach." Eren shrugged. He turned around, and waved over his friends. The first to join them was a kid their age, with a cheery smile. "That's Armin. He's pretty much one of my only friends at school."
Armin waved at her, but didn't say anything.
"Is this the girl you never shut up about?" A girl a few years younger than them came up next. Her hair was dyed blue.
"This is Ash, my other sister, and proof of why you can't trust fourteen year olds," Eren said, rolling his eyes.
Ash fake gasped and slapped his arm. "I'm fifteen!" She said.
"It's true though. You seemed really excited to see Historia again." Historia looked to Armin, who was the one who had spoken. His voice was more feminine than she'd expected.
"Well, it's nice to know I've got another friend," Historia said. Secretly, however, she was a little disappointed. She didn't want to lose Eren's friendship to a crush.
"Who are these guys?" Sasha asked. She walked over.
"Oh, these are the Ackermans," Historia said. "They're family friends."
"Huh. Okay." Sasha shoved her hands in her pockets. "Where do you guys go to school?"
"Stromberg. Over the river," Armin said.
"Do you guys want to stay for a while?" Marco offered. "We're going to build a driftwood fire."
"A driftwood fire?" Ash asked. She looked curious.
"Yeah. When you burn the wood, the flames are blue."
"Woah. Eren, can we stay?" Ash was now excited.
"Yeah, we can stay," Eren said.
"Is nobody going to ask how I feel?" Armin asked. He didn't get an answer.
With their three new additions, the group set to work finding decent pieces of driftwood to make a bonfire with.
"So you guys come down here often?" Armin asked.
"Yeah, every now and then," Sasha answered. "There was going to be more of us, but Jean didn't want to come and Reiner was going on a camping trip with his family."
"You invited Reiner?" Historia asked.
"Yeah, he's fun at parties. He never hosts them though. The Fritz family is like, super weird about that sort of thing. I mean they're weird in general, but-"
"What did you say?" Ash asked. Her excited smile had dropped.
"Reiner. He's fun at parties?"
"No, the other thing."
"About the Fritz family being super weird?"
Ash nodded.
"The Fritzes don't come here," Armin said. He didn't elaborate more on that, and nobody else brought it up again.
"Hey, Historia, can we take a walk?" Eren asked, suddenly.
"Oh, sure," Historia said. She hoped that Eren wasn't planning to confess his love or anything. She didn't want to deal with that.