Peasant (Zane X Reader) - {COMPLETED}

Chapter 16

Your P.O.V

The kitchen was eerily silent when we walked inside, but I quickly turned the dials on all the oil lamps and it was soon engulfed in light.

I smiled at the sight in front of me. Very rarely do I ever get the entire kitchen all to myself- er- to me and Zane, but now there is no one in here to be annoying! Well, unless Zane is still in a really bad mood.

I walked over to the main pantry and asked Zane to grab the eggs and the milk.

With ingredients practically bulging out of my arms, I shut the pantry door with the back of my shin and set them all down on the counter.

Zane was still standing there, his arms empty. "Where are the eggs and the milk?" I asked, and he scratched the back of his head.

"I don't know where they are..." he muttered, and I laughed before giving him a reassuring smile and walking over to the storage cabinets. A basket of eggs was sitting on the shelf and a glass carton of milk sat next to it, thankfully, fresh since the cow was milked only a day ago.

I walked over and set them down on the table before grabbing a large bowl, metal pan, metal ladle, metal cup for measurements, measurement spoons, and started the fire.

"Okay! We're making cupcakes!" I exclaimed, and he titled his head in confusion.

"A cake in a cup?" He asked, and I chuckled. "No. Cupcakes are like mini cakes, but they're really good!" I corrected and he nodded before I turned my attention to the table.

I then grabbed the bowl and slid it over to him and looked at the ingredients.

Flour, salt, baking powder, butter, sugar, eggs, milk, and...

I looked around before going back to the pantry and finding vanilla extract, sighing in relief.

"What's that?" Zane asked from behind me, and I held it out to him.

"Open it and smell it." I said with a smile, and he looked hesitant to do so. "How do I know it doesn't smell like horse crap?" He asked, and I laughed before unscrewing the cap and taking a huge whiff.

Then I sighed in content and handed him the bottle. "Trust me." I said, and he finally took it and held it up to his nose. He was still for a moment before taking a small sniff, and his eyes widened.

"What is this?!" He exclaimed as he continued to smell it. "It smells amazing, but do not drink it!" I exclaimed, and he only continued to smell it.

"Okay, you're not a bloodhound." I said as I plucked it from his grasp and screwed the lid back on.

He followed me back to the counter as I set the bottle down and I grabbed a measuring cup.

I softened some butter and started to pour it in the metal cup until it reach 1/2 cup, talking Zane through it as I went along.

Then I softly poured it into the bowl, Zane watching my every move.

When I finished that, I walked over to the sink.

"Now, you don't need water for this recipe, but you want to rinse out the cup before you move onto another ingredient so they don't mix together and mess up the measurements." I said as I rinsed out the butter filled cup.