Tiramisu
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Ludwig sighed as he settled down for a well deserved rest. He pulled the Collected Works of Goethe from the end table by his couch and settled down into the soft cushions. He pulled on his glasses and began reading, drinking in the calm of the afternoon.
"Ludwig! Ludwig!" a familiar voice called
Almost immediately Ludwig tensed. 'There goes my peaceful afternoon' he thought. He got up and opened the front door.
"What is it Italy? And when did I give you permission to use my human name?" Ludwig asked warily
"Is it alright if I borrow your kitchen again today?" Feliciano questioned, oblivious to Ludwig's gruff tone.
"Sure, just try not to make a mess like last time," Ludwig consented
Feliciano then hauled a bag of ingredients to the kitchen. Ludwig ignored his instincts to follow and make sure nothing happened. Sighing, the German went back to his book. The words blended and blurred before his eyes. The warm soft cushions seemed so inviting. From the kitchen Ludwig could hear Feliciano lightly humming a tune. Before Ludwig realized it, he had fallen asleep. The German awoke sometime later. He yawned and realized that it was getting close to sunset. He jumped up a little, stressed that he had slept the day away. Then a sweet aroma wafted through the air.
'I left Italy in the kitchen' he realized
He rushed into the other room afraid of what he would find. Feliciano stood in the kitchen with an apron on. The counter was cleared and seemed to have been recently wiped off. Ludwig scanned the room for any out of place utensils or ingredients, but all seemed well.
"Ludwig! You woke up. I was beginning to think I should just go and wake you myself," Feliciano smiled
It was then that Germany noticed the muddy brown dessert in the baking pan cooling on the stove top. This was apparently what Feliciano had been working on.
"What's that?" He wondered lamely
" Ve-It's called Tiramisu. Last time you made me Black Forest cake; so, I wanted to make a special dessert for you too,"
"So you remembered that?" Ludwig asked feeling his face grow warm
"Yes, it was really good, but a little bitter. Anyways try the Tiramisu I think you'll like it.
Ludwig found himself a plate and spoon. He cut himself a piece and tasted it. The flavor was a mix of expresso, cream and cake. The texture was creamy and light.
"It's really good,"
"Really? You like it?" Feliciano asked
Ludwig nodded. He then found himself being tackled by the Italian.
"Ital-Feliciano!" Ludwig yelled
"Ludwig liked my dessert." Feliciano cheered
"Get off of me" Ludwig yelled
"Ve- oh right. Sorry" the Italian mumbled as he crawled back and stood.
Ludwig moved to take another bite out of the Tiramisu. Somehow he had managed not to drop the plate or the piece he'd been carrying. Italy pulled his hand away and bit Ludwig's piece.
"Sharing dessert with Ludwig makes me happy," he stated off-handedly
The German turned red and sputtered for a moment. In his mind he couldn't help envisioning feeding Tiramisu to Feliciano by moonlight. He went to the stove to hide.
"Anyways we can't have dessert before dinner. What do you want?" Ludwig asked, regaining his composure
"Pasta!" Feliciano cheered
Ludwig simply shook his head in an exasperated fashion. Although part of him couldn't help thinking that sharing dessert with Feliciano made him happy too.
The End
Alright this is the first of three one shots concerning international desserts. This is my first time writing Ger/Ita. I apologize if anything is off. Anyways so Tiramisu is one of my favorite desserts. Italian desserts are awesome in general, but I just adore Tiramisu. It's a layered Italian dessert made with cream expresso and lady fingers. I thought it would be a nice thing for Feliciano to share with Ludwig. Anyways thanks for reading, and included is a link to a tiramisu recipe in case anyone is curious.
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