"Dammit!"
Kya Milani dumped the botched batch of Knedle in the trash before blowing a strand of silver that escaped her messy bun. It was the Maximoff Twins' first Christmas with the Avengers, and the Waterbender wanted to do something special for her boyfriend and his sister.
She remembered back when they were on different sides and her and Pietro's bond was still new, she saw that the Maximoffs mother always baked a traditional Sokovian treat called Knedle on every December twenty-third. So on said day she hauled herself out of bed without waking her boyfriend up, which was not an easy feat considering the speedster loved to snuggle, and made her way to the kitchen with the supplies she bought beforehand.
Kya has been in the kitchen since four a.m., it's been two hours and the two batches she made were complete and utter shit.
'Princeza?'
The silver-haired woman froze when she felt Pietro's words echo in her head.
Oh shit.
'What are you doing?'
Even though she knew he technically couldn't see her, she dashed around the kitchen. 'Erm... nothing? I'm fine Pietro, go back to bed.'
That sounded fake even in her own head.
Not even two seconds later, Pietro was standing in the kitchen with her. When he looked at her, the silver-haired woman grinned awkwardly. "Surprise?"
The Speedster's ice blue eyes widened when he took in the full of the mess. "Is that... Is that Knedle?"
Kya pursed her lips and rocked back and forthon her feet. "It's your and Wanda's first Christmas here, and I wanted to do something special...I rememberseeing that you always loved when your Mom backed Knedleon December twenty-third so I thought I'd try and make some."
She looked around the kitchen. "Key-word there being try."
When the Waterbender looked at her boyfriend, Pietro was staring at her with hearts in his eyes. "Tro are you-"
Before she could finish speaking the Speedster was holding her face in his hands and kissing her passionately. When he pulled away he was smiling like a child. "I love you, you know that, yes?"
Kya grinned. "Yeah, I know. I love you too."
Pietro kissed her nose before pulling away. "So... what happened?"
The silver-haired woman sighed. "I think I might have overcooked the Knedle..."
Three hours and three actually good batches of Knedlelater, Wanda wandered in to find the silver-haired couple sitting on the ground and leaning against kitchen counter fast asleep. And when she saw the treats from her childhood on the cooling rack, tears filled her vision as looked back at the sleeping pair.
"Thank you."
Author's Note: Happy Holidays everyone!
