Natasha and Anya were cooking breakfast together like they did for the last 2 weeks.Nat learned the girl some of her recipes like Kasha, Okroshka and Syrniki.The cooking was funny and messy. It didn't matter what they were cooking, the kitchen always looked like a battle front after they finished making the food. And they weren't looking any better. If the recipe said to be used flour, at the end of the cooking, both of them were covered in flour. There were always food fights.
Nat was enjoying the time spend with the girl.She liked to help Anya with homework even if it was hard and drove her to school, where she meet her friends.
Anya was so sweet and funny. Sometimes Natasha was laughing when she was alone at home, thinking at one of Anya's jokes.
While they were eating their breakfast, Anya asked
"My ballet class start again after the break."
"Cool. At what hour should i take you from the ballet class?"
"Actually, i wanted you to stay in the room... If you want to watch... And if my teacher doesn't let you there, you could hide in the shadows... We both know you can hide pretty well."
"And you know i love to see you dance.What are you dancing this time? "
"We will make a modern representation of <Le Spectre de la rose >."
"If i remember correctly, the story was about a girl who dreamed she danced with the flower from her first ball.How would be your modern version?"
"We are more ballerinas, so the girl would have a bouquet of rouses. She receives 1 flower from every boy she danced with. At the end of the ball, she has a bouquet. Every flower dance with her and tells her to choose the boy who give the rose."
"Interesting.I can wait to see your rehearsal!Now, let's eat or you would be late for school! "After school the girls went to the Hungarian Ballet for the rehearsal .Natasha entered in the room and observed the teacher didn't came yet.The young dancers were noisy without teacher's presence.If they were in Red Room,they would be more disciplined.She remembered how her teacher punished them for their mistakes.Thee kids were lucky to not know the darkness she knows.An older ballerina in an white tutu came in the room.Natasha saw she was more advanced than the kids,
"Quiet !We have rehearsals too!"the ballerina left.
They were disturbing the other classes with their noise.Natasha had to take attitude.She seated on the chair next to the piano.She saw the partiture was there and started to play it.The children looked confused at her.
"In position,kids!"the children didn't obeyed,so she rised her voice "NOW!"
Scared, the children did exactly how she told them.They started to whisper their questions.They were confused,Was the red haired woman a new teacher? Substitute?
"Stop whispering !"Natasha said and didn't take her eyes off the partiture."The blonde boy on the left,you missed one step."
The boy whispered to his classmates"How did she do that?She didn't even looked ?".The girl he asked was as confused as him.
"The floor."
"What?" the kid spoke loud now.
"Your classmates's feet sound harmonious moving on the floor, while yours, disturb it. Try to do it again. "
The boy tried, but failed.
"What's your name?"
"Matteo."
"Matteo, look at" she looked at the students"the girl with brown hair and blue tutu. See how she is doing it?"
" Yes. "he tried, but it had the same result as before.
Natasha was thinking how to make the kid succeed.
" Imagine you are staying on a bottle and you must not fall. "
" Why? "
" Because.... The floor IS LAVA! "Natasha said in a playful tone and took her heels off, sitting herself on a bottle" Come on, boys and girls, jump on a bottle! You don't want to burn in the lave. And i can loose you, 'cuse you are not mine! "Natasha smiled. Every children sat on a bottle now.
" Oh, now! Lava waves! We have to make 3 pirouettes, so we will keep the bottles for falling in the lava! "Natasha said and made 3 pirouettes. The children followed her.
" Good job, Matteo! You did the move! "
" I did? I did! "
Both put both feet on the floor.
" Oh, No! You fell in the lava! "
Natasha looked at the floor and rising her fist she said" Avenge me! "and sat on the floor. The children joined her.
" Guess we are all dead. "Anya said.
" Then, let's perform the dance or the angels won't let us in heaven ."
Natasha said and started playing the piano. The children danced. At the end of the ballet, they heard applause from the row of chairs. A person emerged from the shadows. The children recognized her. She was their ballet teacher.
" I'm sorry - "Natasha started to say but the old woman interrupted her.
" Don't apologize! You made an excellent job. I was trying to learn Matteo that move for a long time with no success. "
Natasha felt a little embarrassed that the teacher saw her being childish and because she didn't saw her. Did she lost her spy instincts?No, it wasn't that... she felt relaxed , she let her guard down! Can she fo that? Natasha surprised herself.
" You are good with children,Ms..."
"Natasha. Natasha Romanoff."
"Natasha, would you like to be a ballet teacher here? I can see you had experience."
Natasha was shocked " Excuse me?"
"We have an vacant spot for the teacher position. Would you like it?"
Nat was surprised. She loved to dance and work with children. And that meant she would be closer with Anya. Even if Sasha gave them money for necessities, a job didn't sound bad. Besides, she didn't want to go back at the Avenger Tower, where Bucky was. Nat was afraid to hurt him again. And staying in Budapest was the best for both of them, Natasha though. He was safe and she was happy. Nat didn't had fever since she came in Budapest and nothing weird as her hands melting metal happened.
"Yes i would love to!"
"Good, you will start tomorrow at 3 pm in the room nr34 with the FLYER class."
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