Omake 1 - Let it snow

Gustav shivered as he clutched at his sweater. It was the tail end of November and he was walking around London with no jacket. Frost covered the ground as snow powdered the sky. His breath visible in the air as he rubbed his arms for warmth. Rider had selected a rather dashing outfit for him but it wasn't very warm. He wore a lilac turtleneck sweater which reached all the way up to his chin. This was adorned with a crimson belt upon which lay a gold wheel shaped buckle, he dreaded how much this had cost Rider, it certainly didn't look cheap. He wore black skinny jeans which hugged his legs were purposely worn looking, giving them a stylish flare he couldn't really explain. Lastly Rider had bought him a pair of baby pink plimsolls that accompanied the sweater rather nicely. He had no idea where Rider got his fashion sense, but he had to admit the servant knew what he was doing when it came to clothing. Rider seemed to think that pastels suited him and he honestly couldn't deny, it suited him rather well. Checking himself in the reflection in a shop window, he honestly felt proud of his new outfit.

However his musings were cut short by a firm hand gripping his shoulder. Turning him around Rider wrapped a fluffy silver scarf around his neck, before gently placing a light brown trench coat on his shoulders, quickly fastening the belt around his hips. Gustav started to blush furiously as Rider tidied him up before turning him back around to check his appearance once again.

'What do you think master? Apologies for not getting a jacket sooner, my abilities keep me warm so I didn't realise how cold this little island really is.' Rider lightly chuckled as he mused at how flustered Gustav was becoming. He couldn't place why but it made him smile seeing his master like this.

'I-i-it's very stylish, I really like it Rider,' Gustav managed to stutter as he ran his hands through his new scarf. He honestly thought the coat was gorgeous and it was to his style. Rider smiled as he started to walk leaving Gustav to gather his thoughts for a moment.

'There's a bakery down the road, lets get some breakfast Master,' Rider gestured as he carried on walking, 'Their chelsea buns are divine.'

'What are chelsea buns?' Asked Gustav trying to act cool.

'Well wouldn't you like to know,' Rider gently laughed as he opened the bakery door, 'I'm not entirely sure in all honesty, I just know they're very good.' Rider admitted as he held the door open for his master.

Gustav, basking in the sudden warmth, was greeted by a large array of baked goods. Everything from fresh bread to delicate patisserie. His mouth watered as the scent of fresh pastry filled his nostrils. Eyes almost stuck to the glass display cabinet, he was unsure what to choose. Rider was willing to pay so he wanted to be moderate but his stomach was starting to growl loudly. Sensing his ravenous appetite Rider walked to the counter, ordering one of everything except for the chelsea buns, of which he ordered two. Gustav sat stunned as the waitresses unloaded plate after plate of baked item. He almost felt bad for how much this must've costed Rider on his rather limited funds. Hesitantly he sat there unsure of what to eat, should he even eat? Rider seemingly aware gently pushed a plate forward, on it sat a small croissant decorated with almonds.

'Master, please eat as much as you'd like. I bought these all for you to enjoy.' Gustav's stomach growling in response. Biting into the pastry his eyes lit up, the almond centre filling his mouth as his taste buds went into overdrive. It was so sweet yet delicate, sumptuous yet not overwhelming.

Without a care he started to scoff down the treat he rapidly bit into another another pastry. Rider laughed as his master started to wolf down his breakfast, it was good to see him enjoy himself especially after what had recently transpired. Sitting there he gently bit into his chelsea bun, savouring the doughy, chewy texture as the currants burst with juice. He simply adored how simple yet delicious the desert was. In content silence he continued to nibble at his bun taking pleasure in just enjoying the moment. Gustav smiled as he proceeded to eat his third treat, it was a small peach, only the size of a small golf ball. It was made of marzipan and coloured beautifully to give it a natural shade of pink. His eyes lighting up as he bit into the little candy. Looking at Rider he pushed a plate forward. On it sat a little mango, also made of marzipan.

'Rider you need to try this! They're incredible.' Gustav said enthusiastically as he finished his own.

Lightly Rider bit into the fruit, the distinct taste of marzipan filling his sweet and succulent flavour was very palatable to him. Reaching forward Rider grabbed another small plate, biting into it as his eyes widened in surprise. He was certainly going to have to try some of these before Gustav scoffed them all. The sat there laughing and smiling as they tried each good, becoming increasingly more satisfied with their choices. Soon they had formed a stack of plates having tried everything they had ordered between them. Rider was rather pleased with his choices, they had been quite enjoyable. Gustav lay in his chair satisfied as he his stomach was finally full. Those treats were delicious. Finishing their coffee, the pair got up thanking the waitresses as they left. The snow had gotten thicker since breakfast and was leaving a crunch with each footstep the pair took. Gustav smiled with a childlike glee as the snow continued to fall, he admit to that London looked gorgeous in the snow. The pair continued their walk as they crossed the road, turning toward Trafalgar Square. The square had become blanketed in snow, it adorned the lions giving them each a glorious white mane. They sat there majestically as Gustav ran towards them, quickly climbing on top of one. Sitting on top of its back he pulled a humorous pose as he called to Rider, causing the the servant to loudly laugh as he watched the silliness of it all. Gustav pulled silly pose after silly pose, eliciting a fit of laughter from Rider as the servant made his way over to help Gustav down. Lending his master a hand to help him down. Gustav in turn slid down the lion's mane as he magically landed on his feet, smiling goofily as he did so. He really loved playing in the snow.

Apologies for the relative filler chapter. I was feeling sentimental and wanted to write some fluff. There isn't going to any real ships in the fic as I'm not a huge fan of my OCs being with canon characters. But I wanted to characterise Rider and Gustav a bit more and show how he wears his true feelings on his sleeve. I hope you enjoyed this little bit of fun but I understand if this isn't people's thing.