This story was influenced by "Giving In" by Artificial.

Chapter 25: gâteau

"You want me to help you… bake?" Russia questioned.

"Well you look kinda bored," and he was, "And I'm in the mood for cake so,"

"Are you a sugar addict or something? The pancakes, the syrup, candy, cake, you eat more sugar than America."

"Ok fine. I do take in a lot of sugar but that's just how I function eh?"

"You don't get hyper?"

"I get hyper if I don't have sugar."

"You're so strange." Russia said.

"Do you wanna help me bake or not?" Canada asked. Russia thought about it, he really didn't like cooking at all but the hopeful and happy face the Canadian was pushing him to say yes. Russia looked away from him and gave a nod. Canada smiled. "Yay~"

"I'm not very good at cooking Matvey."

"That's fine. You can't be that bad."

"I'm not like England."

"Then as far as I know, you're a great cook." Canada giggled a bit and Russia smiled. Canada made his way into the kitchen, Russia followed behind, and started getting out ingredients.

"Are you doing this from scratch?"

"Yup. I always do it that way."

"I will help you then…" Russia said. Canada washed his hands then Russia followed and did the same, Canada then got a white apron on, parts of it dirty with past cooking stains. Russia started to grab one of the ingredients when Canada grabbed him. "What?"

"Don't start yet." Canada said and then dug through one of the draws. Russia tried to look at what he was doing but he quickly picked something out and got behind the Russian. Canada managed to put the apron over Russia's head and tied the back.

"W-what are you doing?"

"I'm putting an apron on you. You don't want to get anything on your clothes," especially your scarf, "Do you?"

"No."

"Then you gotta wear it." Canada tied a bow with the loose strings and got the bowl ready. Russia looked down and touched the apron, this felt a bit embarrassing, but at least only Canada would see it. "Can you get eggs out please?"

"Da." Russia said and got the carton of eggs out of the fridge. He placed them with the rest of the ingredients. Canada was already mixing some ingredients in the bowl, he had almost finished making the batter. "You need eggs?"

"Three of 'em."

Well here, Russia was first going to say. Instead he took the eggs out and handed one to the Canadian. Canada cracked it into the bowl and got the next one from Russia. Canada then stopped and handed it back. "You do it."

"What?"

"Crack the egg into the bowl."

"I can't." Russia said.

"Oh come on. It's a basic cooking skill."

"I always get the shells in."

"Look just watch me okay." Canada hit the egg three times on the side of the bowl and then cracked it into the bowl without a single eggshell going in. "Now you try." Russia hesitated but grabbed the last egg. He hit it on the side of the bowl, only one hit cracked it though, and he managed to get it into the bowl. "See! It wasn't that bad."

"What now Matvey?" Russia asked.

"One cup of water and a cup and ¾ of vinegar." Canada got the measuring cups and started pouring the vinegar into the cups. Russia grabbed the measuring cup and poured water from the sink into it. They both reached to pour the cups at the same time, Russia froze and let the boy pour in his cups first, then Russia followed.

"Is this chocolate?"

"Yup. You like chocolate?"

"I guess."

"Good."

"I can't wait!" Kumajirou cheered from the floor. The two nations looked down at the bear with his tongue sticking out.

"I said no chocolate Kumageru." Canada said. The bear moaned and Canada giggled at him. He started spinning the spoon in the dough to mix it around, which proved to be difficult. He instead got out the mixer and plugged it in. "Is it gonna splatter everywhere?" Russia asked, now he was happy he had the apron.

"Hopefully not." Canada pushed Kumajirou away with his foot, last time the bear distracted him and he lifted the mixer, making the kitchen turn out to be the aftermath of a chocolate volcano. He turned the mixture on low and kept it calm in the batter. Russia watched as the batter turned to cream-like mix. Canada made sure he wouldn't lift the mixer up and let it go again, he thought Russia would be extremely mad if he was covered in the mix, thank god his scarf was covered.

Kumajirou decided to play a little joke. Canada was still tired, he would jump high if something snuck up and scared him. As the two nations were so focused on the batter that they didn't notice the small bear getting closer on the floor. He plopped himself down and sat there. He then stood up on his back legs and glomped the Canadian's leg. As he thought, Canada jumped, and even squealed, and lifted up the mixer with him.

The batter went everywhere, it splattered onto the counters, the shelves, the floor, Kumajirou, himself, and Russia.

Russia closed his eyes on the batter impact, it splatter more on his clothes then on his face but there were a few splatters on his head. He peeked one eye open and looked at the Canadian, he laughed. Canada was covered in the chocolate batter, from head to almost toe. He had his eyes closed too and blinked them open to see how bad the damage was. Russia laughed at the boy, Canada stood there for a moment completely embarrassed before he laughed too. Kumajirou licked the chocolate off his fur, his plan was to just get the chocolate after all.

Russia calmed his laughter down a bit, he couldn't even remember the last time he laughed at something that was actually funny rather then laughing at someone's pain, and looked at the Canadian. He lifted his hand off and used his finger to scoop some chocolate batter off his cheek and put it in his mouth. Canada stood there and stared at him. "So is it good?"

"Very." Russia said licking it off his finger. "It tastes like Canadian though." He smiled and tried not to start laughing again until Canada started giggling again. Russia scooped some off his cheek with his finger and plopped it on the Canadian's nose. Canada blinked and cross-eyed stared at the chocolate. Russia smiled at him.

Canada stuck out his tongue and tried to reach it for it. "Matvey you won't get it." Canada stuck his index finger at the Russian telling him to wait just a second. Russia crossed his arms with amusement and watched the Canadian. Canada kept trying, even after Russia added another two "you can't reach". Canada stretched his tongue out and finally managed to lick it off his nose. Russia blinked. "Are you a giraffe?" Canada giggled at Russia's comment.

After cleaning up a bit, they continued cooking and poured the mix into the cake pan, Russia helped by holding the pan still and helped scooped the mix out as Canada held the bowl. The boy then put oven mitts on and put the pan into the oven to bake.

Russia was a little excited about it, though he only helped, he really wanted to try some, though cake wasn't his favorite thing in the world. He and the Canadian cleaned up the kitchen more, though it was pretty funny to see it like that. Canada threaten to use the bath word with Kumajirou, sending the bear on a panic run to clean himself off before the Canadian got the chance. The timer then went off and Russia watched as Canada took the fresh made cake out of the oven, it smelt so good. Canada moved the cake to a plate and then to the counter. He got the icing out of the fridge and took a butter knife. "Want to help ice?"

"I guess so."

"You do the top and I'll do the sides." Canada dipped his finger into the icing and took a little taste to make sure it was good, yum, chocolate icing with a chocolate cake. He didn't know if Russia liked it or not, be he loved it, it was always so sweet~

Russia listened and iced the top part while the Canadian iced the sides of it. Canada decided to be a little fancy and put some vanilla icing designs on it. Russia was egger now to try some of the cake, he was getting hungry and the cake was just sitting there! Not fair.

Canada finally cut a slice for him and Russia. He sat the plates on the table and sat with them, Russia quickly followed with forks. "Cheers eh?"

"Da." Russia smiled a bit and took a bite into the cake after Canada bit his. It was good, delicious, the best he ever had. "Matvey. It's so good." Russia said. Canada smiled. "Is this some secret recipe or something?"

"Yup. I learned half of it from France, I kinda edited a few things though."

"And the icing is store bought?"

"No I made it too. It was from the last cake I made."

"It's very good Matvey." he said.

"I would let you take some home but I don't think it would be allowed on an airplane."

"I don't think it would be allowed. I'll have to finish it before tomorrow then."

"Tomorrow? You got the tickets?"

"Da. We leave at noon, I got one for Kumajirou as well."

"Oh okay cool. Thank you Russia."

"Da." Russia continued to enjoy the cake, he loved it now, he liked all of the Canadian's cooking, his skill was incredible.

"Cada." Kumajirou's voice came from under the table. The two nations peeked under to see him covered in chocolate. "I messed up. "Canada slapped his palm to his forehead.

"Bath time again." Canada said and grabbed onto the bear before he could run. "Bye bye bear." Russia said smiling as Canada carried him away, the bear giving the Russian a very dirty look.

OOOOOOO

Thank you~

First off, this is influenced by "Giving In" By Artificial. We did talk it over and the author has given me permission to start it like this.

So they baked a cake~ CHOCOLATE~! XD

Ok so they go to Moscow next chapter so it will start turning around a bit. Belarus, Ukraine, the Baltic's, and of course, America getting involved now.

Oh boy.

Translations:

French:

Gâteau: cake