~Prologue~
--Bella's POV--
It All stared off as a normal day Didn't it?
I mean, it was almost Christmas and Italy was well...being Italy Having some friends over: Michi (The personification of VA), America, and of course he didn't go anywhere without Britain.
--Omniscient POV--
"Ciao Everyone!'' Italy greets in his usual tone, not noticing the tension that's already stirred in the room. Belarus drummed her fingers on the counter,her friend Bella behind her. ''Privyet.'' she greeted in her usual tone of venom. Bella followed up and peered from behind the beautiful Belarusian. ''Ciao.'' she says sweetly. the trio smiled. Michi bounded forward and greeted everyone followed by Arthur and America. Michi fiddled with her feet. ''sooo, do ya wanna do stuff?'' she asks smiling. this caused Italy to tap a finger on his chin and Bella to tilt her head, ''stuff like what?'' she asked.
''Oh lets bake cookies!'' Italy suggested happily. Michi smiled and clapped her hands and started taking out baking stuff out at once. ''Chocolate chip!'' she chanted.
Belarus perked up ''I'm going to make cookies for Russia!'' she said,her cheeks flushing. America laughed, ''WAIT! DON'T LET IGGY ANYWHERE NEAR THE KITCHEN!!!!!! HE'LL BURN THE HOUSE DOWN!!!!!!'' he hollered. Arthur flushed, ''Don't be such a bloody idiot!'' he yelled at his boyfriend. Belarus grabbed Arthur's arm. ''Come on Mr.England come bake the cookies by my side for Russia.'' she said in somewhat of a hiss.
Italy circled around Michi, ''Ve~! chocolate chip! come-a on Michi!'' he yelled.
Bella looked around for a second,stopping at Alfred and smiling, ''Would you l-like to make cookies with me?'' she asked. he seemed flustered about the question, ''I-i Suppose.'' he said to her.
Arthur smiled not noticing the moment, ''Come on Al, maybe this'll be different with you saying i cant cook and all.'' he grumbled.
Bella smiled again,chocolate chip,sugar, ''what kind of cookies do you like?'' she asked him. he shrugged. ''I like oatmeal raisin.'' he said smiling.
Belarus grabs Arthur's arm and Italy lets Michi prepare the dough, ''You kind of scare me...'' Arthur admits, ''But OK.'' he gulped.
Michi giggled. ''triple chocolate chip!'' she said getting out white,dark and milk chocolate,
''Those are my favorite!'' she recited, ''Really? Cool.'' she nodded, ''Si! now help me.'' she instructed preparing the dough.
Blushing, Arthur goes with the intimidating female.
He gets out ingredients, and shoves them into a bowl, dumping in random amounts.
Michi flicks some flour at Italy. Italy eats a few chocolate chips.
"OK!" Alfred said, fetching stuff for baking.
Arthur put the pile of stuff into the oven at 600 degrees C.
Michi lightly smacks Ita's hand."Naughty! Those are for later! Santa won't bring you any presents next year unless you stop." She smirked. Italy stopped dead in his tracks. ''WHAT NO I DON'T WANT SANTA TO THINK I'M BAD BELLA!!!!" Bella ignores him and turns back to Alfred, ''Si!'' Belarus turned the oven temp down. Michi stared at him. ''I- I'm sorry Italy! I didn't mean it!" she said.
Meanwhile, Alfred leans in, to see the recipe book over Bella's shoulder.
England complains "But it says 600 right here... Oh, oops, it actually says 350, and that's Fahrenheit... AMERICA!!! DID YOU CONVERT MY COOKBOOKS TO FAHRENHEIT AGAIN??? You didn't?... He trails off,
''You scaredmehalftodeath!'' Italy said to her. "Sorry! Just messin with you!" She smirks
"No... I-I-" Britain sad, hiding behind Alfred "She scares me... wait, what are you DOING?????" He screams, seeing his boyfriend's moves. He drags Alfred away, and they leave. "Aww come on Iggy. I was just reading the recipe book." His puppy dog eyes plead with Arthur's cold, angry ones. "please believe me???" he said. ''Alright but if i see it again...''
Surely nothing else would happen after that right?
((A/N: Sorry if this doesn't make total sense! It started off as a role play, so It's kinda hard to make it a story! This is a collab between @BellaVargas and @liechtybakaribbon. It will be on all three accounts!))
