Fluff's never enough!

Almost like a potion

Summary:

Incontri TenTENNANTi/wavering Meetings sort of Missing Moments a little ahead ...(it's just a matter of a few chapters before it can happen even in the original co written crossover)
Take a Death Eater, make him want to have cooking lessons...and have fun!
Written for the 'Flufftober 2021' Prompt 8: Cooking lessons

Notes:

Before reading:
if you don't know this huge crossover story cowritten with my friend Loki https://archiveofourown.org/works/24057604/chapters/57893587 , you'd better close this page, because you'll never ever manage to figure out what this extra fluffy one shot is about, lol

if you are already familiar with the mentioned story, in this one shot (and the many others i'm going to post this month for this challenge) you'll find event a little ahead compared to where the original plot arrived, but it's just a matter of few chapters to add ;) and it's about something you already know it's going to happen ;)
If you're looking for fun, mostly for Barty's interactions wih everyone (with some unmissable BarTen, too, of course) this is the right place! ;)

Almost like a potion

"I do not understand. What would you like to do? " Singy asks, bewildered.

"But you understood me perfectly well, singing Muggle." Barty replies, he doesn't like to repeat himself.

"But why? I mean, you have a magic wand, you wave it and everything is done, "persists the other, more and more perplexed.

When the Death Eater picked him up and pulled him aside, Singy wasn't sure what to expect.
Alec was too busy talking to David to intervene or at least assist him, even from a distance.

The young detective followed the Dark Wizard wondering hesitantly what he could ever want from him.
Oddly, the Doctor wasn't even there to monitor the situation.

Walking through the various corridors they found themselves in the Cake Room, which was also equipped with a kitchen.

At first Singy had feared that with an exaggerated cruelty the Death Eater would want to get rid of all the cakes, before his eyes, but then his real request had manifested itself.

"Because maybe I want to take other paths than waving my wand!" the Dark Wizard begins to get impatient. "I mean, I asked you to teach me how to cook ... I think you Muggles call it that. I didn't ask you to help me kill someone ... as if I needed help later!"

"N-no, I know and I don't even want practical demonstrations of how you don't need help with that, so, okay, I'll help you, but I'm not the only one doing it." Peter tries to find a compromise.

The truth is, he doesn't want to be alone with that wizard for too long. As well as he wants to keep himself away from Killgrave as much as possible.
His discomfort is so much that he hopes it will not manifest itself in the form of a song, maybe he would come up with something like 'Help' by the Beatles, but it would be inconvenient.

"We have an angel with a thousand-year gastronomic experience, don't you think he can help us as well?" the detective argues.

Barty's cold expression is enriched with a convinced smile.

"You're right, go and call him," he concedes. "You know you should come back here, without trying to escape me." he adds his veiled threat.

Singy also knows that, at worst, the TARDIS would do anything to protect him and that seems to cheer him up a bit.