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Hello everyone and here is another chapter for you and this one is more focused on the twins. Thank you everyone who is showing their support of this story and if anyone has any chapter suggestions please let me know and I'll give them some thought. I hope you enjoy the chapter.
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Ruffnut and Tuffnut-Chef's Supreme
Contrary to popular belief Ruffnut and Tuffnut were not complete idiots in everything and there was actually one or two things they were good at except destruction. One of these things was cooking.
Amongst the teens the cooking ability was fairly varied, Hiccup was fair at it and could produce a good variety of decent meals, Fishlegs was roughly the same as Hiccup though he was slightly more proficient at desserts, Snotlout's was limited to barbequing meat over a fire and asking him to do anything else was risky and, as her Snoggletogg Yak-nog proved, Astrid was a complete no go for any form of cooking at all. In fact she could burn a salad in winter and her bread rose so rapidly it could consume houses (that particular event had been one no one was eager to see again). The twins however far outclassed any of them in the cooking department and could produce meals that made your mouth water and excited the taste buds in a way no other food could.
Initially the other teens had no idea the twins had this talent, whenever they ate away from Berk it was usually a packed lunch they'd brought with them or just a case of grabbing whatever was available at the time to keep them going. Even when they'd properly camped Hiccup or Fishlegs would take on the role of cook automatically and no one actually thought to give the twins a chance to cook the meal. It remained this way until one overnight camp when the twins just happened to be first back from collecting firewood.
As Ruffnut and Tuffnut entered the campsite they found it empty of anyone else.
For once their wood gathering hadn't devolved into a wrestling match or a fight and they'd returned with a sizable amount of wood. Tuffnut dumped his pile near the campfire site and Ruffnut followed suite talking as she did so, "So we're first back huh?"
Her brother crouched down and began building the fire as he answered, "Guess so, what do we do until the others get back and start cooking."
Ruffnut shrugged, "I don't know. It's not like they'd let us help cook if they were here, they don't think we can do anything."
Tuffnut looked up his eyes gleaming, "But my dear sister, they're not currently here."
She started grinning, fairly confident that she knew where his thoughts were going, "So if they're not here they can't stop us from using this firewood, the food supplies and cooking ourselves."
"Precisely dear sister, as such I believe we should take the opportunity and prepare tonight's meal ourselves!"
"Agreed dear brother, shall we begin Chef Tuffnut?"
"Indeed we shall Chef Ruffnut, let us create a culinary masterpiece!"
"Very well Chef Tuffnut, if you start the fire I shall gather our ingredients."
"Excellent job division Chef Ruffnut, tonight we dine LIKE KINGS!"
As Hiccup approached the campsite with a bundle of firewood a wonderful aroma filled his nostrils.
He easily recognised it as cooking meat and he assumed that Fishlegs had started making dinner, he felt his mouth water at the smell and he unconsciously quickened his pace. As he walked he nearly collided with Fishlegs who was practically running towards the campsite and he was surprised to see the other boy, "Fishlegs!? I thought from the smell of cooking food that you were already back at the camp."
"I thought you were the one cooking Hiccup," The boy answered, "so I was hurrying back thinking I might be too late."
Hiccup furrowed his brow, "I guess it must be Snotlout if it's neither of us because Astrid doesn't even bother trying to cook."
There was the sound of footsteps behind them and Astrid joined them, "Hey guys, I guess neither of you are creating that amazing smell?"
"Nope not us," Fishlegs answered, "we think it might be Snotlout."
There was more footsteps and Snotlout suddenly appeared talking excitedly, "Guys, who is responsible for that delicious smell!?"
They looked at him blankly until Astrid slowly spoke, "Well if it's not you and it's not these guys then it must be…"
"The twins." Hiccup finished. They all briefly looked at each other before charging in the direction of the camp.
As they piled into the campsite Tuffnut's voice checked their mad dash, "Whoa guys! There's enough for everyone, no need to charge in to get it."
The group stopped dead at the site before them of the twins not only working peacefully together but also at the complete lack of the devastation they were expecting. Tuffnut pulled some of the skewered meat from the fire and handed each of them one skewer, "You're just in time, these ones are ready."
They stared at him dumbly until Snotlout finally took a tentative bite and then gave a noise of sheer delight, "Tuffnut, this is amazing!"
"You think that's amazing, wait till you try Ruffnut's berry pudding with freshly whipped Yak cream."
Snotlout rapidly finished his meat and looked at Tuffnut hopefully, "Have you got any more of the meat?"
"Sure but it's not quite ready yet." He stared at the others who were still standing dumbly, "You know those'll get cold if you don't eat them and you find it more comfortable to sit down."
Snapping out of their reverie they quickly sat around the fire and started to eat, they all gave delighted noises and soon the camp was filled with little more than the sounds of munching as they tucked into the meat. When they'd demolished all the cooked meat Ruffnut's pudding followed and everyone went back for second and, in Snotlout and Fishlegs' case, third and fourth helpings. When the food was all gone everyone sat contentedly around the fire with full bellies and Snotlout spoke, "All in favour of Ruffnut and Tuffnut cooking whenever we go camping say aye!"
There was a chorus of 'ayes' and Tuffnut sat up, "If we're cooking then you guys can do the clearing up everytime."
"Yeah," Ruffnut added, "we've worked hard making your meal so the least you could do is clear up whenever we cook."
There was a moment of silence and then Hiccup spoke, "Agreed."
From then on whenever they camped out the twins would always cook and everyone agreed that there were no finer cooks within a hundred leagues of Berk.
PS-So there we go and I hope you liked that and please let me know what you thought.
