~ And So She Dreamed ~ (HETALIA FANFICTION)

~ And So She Dreamed ~ Part Ten!

“Welcome back everybody,” The teacher announces with a smile. He sits on a table at the front of the classroom. On one side was all of the kitchens for cooking, in the middle was desks and such, and on the other side was a bunch of sewing machines and lots of fabrics.

The teacher seemed like a nice guy. He wore some black glasses, bright blue eyes behind them. His short black hair was slick to the side. He wore a white shirt with some suspenders and some nice slacks, along with some black shoes. “New student today, I’m sure you all have met him,” He gestures to Annabelle with a smile, “It’s nice to meet you, I’m Mr. Smalley.” Annabelle noticed he had a slight French accent.

She smiles to him and nods, “I’m Andy.”

He claps his hands together, smirking a bit, “Now we’re not gonna learn a lot. That’s boring, right? So, today, we’re going to cook. You can cook whatever you like with whoever you like. I just want to see what you know. Alright?”

Everyone nods as he stands up. “There are pantries to the right of the kitchens along with some fridges, they’re filled with lots of food, so,’ He holds up his hands, “I release you.” He says with a smirk. Annabelle stands up along with all of the other students.

She looks to Arthur and smiles, “Want to be my partner?” She asks, making Arthur blush slightly. He smiles and nods, “That would be nice, but I thought you were going to be with Feliciano?” He tilts his head.

She frowns and looks to the Italian who was slightly staring off into space. She then chuckles and looks back to Arthur with a smile, “I think he’s with the other Italian over there,” She gestures with Romano, in which she hasn’t met yet.

Arthur smiles slightly and nods, “Alright, I’ll be your partner,” He ties the string of the apron behind his back and they head to their kitchen.

Annabelle smiles and starts to think, “Hm, so what should we make?” She thinks more, “How about scones! I haven’t had those in forever!” She says, beaming up to him. He blushes slightly, smiling shyly, “That sounds like fun.”

She smiles and turns to the cabinets below the counter and starts to sort through it, mumbling to herself, “2 cups of flour, 4 teaspoons of baking powder, ½ teaspoons salt, 4 tablespoons butter, 1 egg, ¾ cups milk,” She mumbles as she gets the items together.

Arthur watches her with a soft smile pulling at his lips. She looks to him and blushes softly with a smile, handing him a bowl, “Hold that please, I’m going to go get some things,” She says, starting to walk off.

Arthur watches her walk off, blush staining his cheeks. He watches her gather things, reaching up to tall shelves then having someone snicker and get it off and set it in her hands. He watched while she beamed up to them with her bright smile.

She’s so cute, He thought. He blinks then mentally slaps himself, ripping his gaze away from the girl. He lets out a soft sigh, looking back over. He sets the bowl she handed him aside and rushes over to her, seeing she was having trouble carry all of the things.

He takes most things out of her hands with a smile, carrying them back, “Th-thanks,” She says shyly to him. He chuckles and sets them on the counter.

She instantly begins to cook. After a while of her mixing things and such things (Can’t exactly remember the directions just remember the ingredients! Grr!)

After a while she looks to the other then frowns, “Sorry! I didn’t mean to just start by myself, it’s a habit,” She says with a soft smile. She wasn’t really talking in her boy voice since the class was so loud.