That night i walk over the dark fields to the little house from Peter. I knock on the door and he opens it with a big smile on his face. I hug him and we walk inside. 'So can Americans cook?' he says. 'Yes! We make turkey' i say. 'But thats really difficult and it takes long' He smiles 'we have the whole eve!' I smile 'do you have the stuff for that?' i ask. He looks in the empty fritch and shakes his head. I slap myself and laugh. 'Come on then!' i say and get on my jacket. I throw a jacket to him and drag him outside.
Its snowing and we walk laughing to the little 'all night store' and go inside. Giggling we walk around and get all the stuff. We walk back trough the town and Peter points at a sign. Its says:
CHRISTMAS MARKET
Peter smiles at me and we walk to the Christmas market. When we walk onto it i see the beautiful bright lights. I look around and see children running and playing around. I laugh and look at the stalls. I see something and do my hands before my mouth. 'OH MY GOD! PETER LOOK!' i yell and run at one of the stalls, dragging him behind me. 'Woah! Whats going on?' he says laughing. I stop before it and look at the food. I see something i had in my childhood. I smile 'Look! I used to eat this candy when i was a kid!' i say pointing at a red candy. He smiles at me and the lady from the stall looks at us. 'Wanna buy some?' she asks. I look at her 'o-oh no thank you i don't have enough money with me for tha-' Peter stops me. 'Can i have one little bag please?' he says. I look at him 'You don't have to do this'. He looks at me with a big smile on his face. He gives me the bag and i eat some of the candy. It tastes like my childhood. I enjoy it and when i swallowed it i give Peter a kiss on his cheek. He blushes and i smile. I do the candy in my bag an we walk farther and i see a group of people dancing on Christmas music. I look at them and smile. Peter looks at the people and then at me. 'Come on!' he says. He takes my hand and runs to the group. He dances on the Christmas music. He does some weird, funny moves and i laugh hard. Nina cirkels around us barking and we dance. When we are done we walk home laughing. 'So mister has dance moves huh?' i say laughing. He laughs short. 'Yes.....my mom and dad always danced...i guess....i mean...my mom told me they did...' I look at him. 'Sorry i don't know why i begin with talking about this.....it just reminded me of that...' I rest my hand on his shoulder. 'You don't have to say sorry' i say. Its silent. 'What happend to your dad?' i ask. He sighs. He died in a car accident two months before i was born....' 'That's horrible im so sorry to hear that...' i say. He shrugs his shoulders. 'I am not really sad about it because i have never known him....but i would have liked to know who my dad actually was...' 'But enough sentimental things for now!' he says an smiles at me. I nod and we walk into the house. 'Okay if you wash the vegetables and then cut them, the i will do the turkey!' i say.
Peters pov: I smile nervous and take a vegetable. I try to cut it and struggle. I mostly eat at my moms house or just order something.
Melanies pov: I am plucking the turkey and look at the corner of my eye at Peter. I see he is struggling and laugh short. It looks so dumb but also cute. I giggle and walk to him. 'Okay how can someone from Finland NOT know how to cook?' i ask laughing. He looks at me grumpy 'you ask that kind of questions many times huh?' he says laughing. Maybe.....' i say and hold his hand with the knife in it. I cut the vegetables and show him how to. I blush as he smiles at me. 'So okay now you' i say. He tries it and it goes great. I give him a kiss on his cheek and walk back to the turkey. Kaya walks up to me and sits at my foot. I laugh and pet her. Nina comes also to me. 'How do you girls survive with this not-cooking man?' i say and pet Nina. Peter walks passed. 'This not-cooking man has feelings you know' he says laughing. When the turkey is in the oven we sit on the couch with a fire. We talk for hours! Peter laughs. 'So you are really hopeless? How many dates have you had?' he says. 'Ohhhh i don't even know anymore....but my worst i would never forget!' i say laughing. He looks at me curious and i begin. 'He was a italian man, and he talked the whole time about himself! He was so loud! I was super embarrassed' i say. He laughs. I look at him. 'Im really glad i met you!' i say. He smiles 'im to!'
