Scenario -
Today each of the countries needed to prepare some food that originated from their country, it was made to be brought to a World Meeting that was taking place the next day. They decided that they wanted to show you how to cook their favourite dish.
Alfred (America) -
Alfred had never been that keen on cooking before and he certainly wasn't going to change now. He was never a fan of home cooking and he preferred fast food. He approached you in the kitchen, just as you had finished up prepping your own dish for tomorrow.
"Sup, doll. You heard about this national food bs?" he asked coming up behind you, Ewing your food. You nodded and smiled saying you had already finished your dish. "What are you gonna do for yours, Al?" you asked raising a brow.
He just laughed and folded his arms. "Dude, there's no way I'm cooking anything, I would burn the house down. I was just gonna take some McDonald's in and pass it off as my own food!" he announced with pride at his own plan. "You wanna come with? I was also gonna get some food for dinner.".
You just rolled your eyes at American with sarcasm. "Wow, that's totally fair to the other who spent ages on their food." you giggled and took his had. "But yeah I'm totally tagging along.".
Alfred got enough food to feed everyone, needless to say the employees were not happy about the big order. He momentarily forgot about food for dinner until he came to the end of his order.
"Anything else sir?"
"Oh yeah, can I get five Big Macs, nine large fries, two milkshakes and a large soft serve. Oh and whatever you wanna get, doll." he said counting his order on his fingers before looking at you. The woman manning the till almost had a heart attack.
Arthur (Britain) -
Arthur was really nervous about this. Despite him always boasting about his cooking being the best, he actually agreed with the other countries when they said his cooking was bland and disgusting. He decided to bake scones, as they were the best food Arthur thought he could make.
He was about to start when he had a thought. He could ask you to help, being from (C/N) you were bound to have some semblance of culinary skill, plus it would be a cute couple activity. He had wanted to do something like this with you for a while.
Later on that day, when he came home from buying the ingredients he plopped down on the sofa where you were sat. You greeted him by embracing him, which he returned with a smile. "Hey, love. I was going to make some scones for that national dish thingy." he murmured bringing up the subject. This made you smile, despite what most of the other said, you actually enjoyed Arthur's cooking. "and well, I was wondering if you wanted me to teach you, how to make them.".
Ten minutes later you were both donning aprons and had the tools and ingredients upon the kitchen counter. Arthur then took your hands as he guided you in your actions when cooking, murmuring the instructions in your ear.
He led you in putting the ingredients in the bowl, adding the butter, sugar and vanilla extract. He aided you in shaping the dough, both of your pairs of hands working at clumping the dough into shape. As the dough cooked in the oven you ad Arthur started cleaning up the mess of ingredients that had spread out across the table. Arthur was smiling wide, seems he was enjoying this. Once the dough finished cooking and were ready to be coated his hands found your again. He assisted you as you both coated the dough in the clotted cream and jam before you both put the scones in the freezer to cool. You and Arthur smiled as you felt a sense of completion. "I think that went pretty well!" you smiled, as you took off your apron. Arthur nodded and guided you over to the couch. "Yeah, you were a natural, love." he assured you.
