Chapter 22
AN
ARCTVYBUINJMOK This was not my fault I swear! I have reasons for not being on here like I had no internet for about two and a half weeks. Anyway I apologise for this chapter, it is a little different than I am used to but it was written for Forever South who requested to see exactly why the German brothers are not allowed to cook… So have fun reading this… And Forever South I hope I did not disappoint, I did my best… Sorry it isn't an omake I was going to make it one but then was like "hang on a second I could work this into the plot" and that's what I did, hope it's okay and let me know what you think! Announcements regarding this and other stories are at the bottom.
After the fireworks were finished the group filed back into the house and gathered around the fireplace reminiscing and telling old stories while drinking hot chocolate (or in Gilbert's case, eggnog). After a while Alfred spoke up "Yo dudes, this has been so totally awesome, all of us should get together and do something like this again!"
"He's right this really has been a lot of fun," Antonio added smiling "And New Year's is coming up soon so we could do something for that," he added. The crowd nodded in agreement.
"Alright but who in this wondrous group shall host said party?" Francis questioned.
"Alfred and I can do it," Arthur spoke up resulting in a loud scream of "NO" from his French frienemy.
"Mon cher, you know I love you but you are worse a cook than our German friends here," he explained motioning to Ludwig and Gilbert. Lovino leaned over to Antonio and whispered "is that even possible?" while Antonio nodded sullenly.
"HEY! The awesome me takes offense to that!" Gilbert explained setting down his glass and licking off the milk moustache it gave him.
"Do you even remember what happened at that Halloween party you and Ludwig were supposed to host?" Francis questioned quirking an eyebrow.
"Of course I do, the awesome me remembers it just like it was yesterday…" Francis face-palmed while Gilbert switched over to story-telling mode and Ludwig tried to get him out of it.
*FLASHBACK*
Gilbert and Ludwig were hosting the party at Francis' house since Ludwig's dorm room was too small and well Gilbert was living with Francis. However Gilbert had kicked Francis out of the house claiming that his presence would disrupt the awesome and ruin the food. They had decided to do the decorations for the party first (well Gilbert decided and Ludwig couldn't stop him) so the house looked great, it was pitch black, only illuminated with rusty old candelabras and half melted candles, cobwebs covering everything, Gilbert even bought a painting that's eyes follow you, covered it in dust and cobwebs and hang it up. Everything looked awesome. But they were running out of time for the food and they both still had to get ready, Ludwig would be an army commander and Gilbert was going to be dressed as a fluffy yellow chick.
They had decided to have punch and then other Halloween themed food that was specific for each attendant, pasta with tomato sauce that would look like brains for the Vargas brothers, churros that would look like fingers for Antonio, Crème puffs with black filling and gummy insects inside for Francis and mini sausages in blood (barbecue sauce) for themselves.
First up on the agenda was the punch, while Ludwig was busy putting the red sherbet into the punch bowl gilbert shook up the ginger ale and handed it him. Ludwig opened it and it spewed all over the kitchen startling Ludwig and causing him to back into the punch bowl knocking it off the counter and causing it to shatter on the ground, the melting red sherbet turning into a sticky mess on the floor. Ludwig bent down to clean it up but Gilbert stopped him "No dude, leave it, we need to get this stuff done not to mention it looks awesome! The sherbet looks like blood and the broken glass adds to the creepy feel."
After that happened they decided to work on the churros Ludwig heated up the oil while gilbert struggled to open the sugar and cinnamon resulting in an explosion. Ludwig went over to help him, although trying to clean the mess off of the sticky counter (thanks to the ginger ale mind you) was futile and by the time he returned to the oil the churros were burnt and those that weren't only got stuck to the bar when Gilbert tried to roll them in the discarded coating.
Ludwig then decided to start on the pasta while Gilbert continued to struggle with the mess in vain. The problem is he put the pasta in before the water was boiling resulting in a congealed over cooked clump of noodles that would make Feliciano's heart stop and the pasta sauce was a disaster. No one had told Ludwig that precooked tomatoes used for sauce already had garlic in it so he added the recommended five cloves then he realised they didn't have any of the spices that were necessary for the sauce so he had to improvise with whatever he thought smelled like it would be good. It ended up a yellowish color, but then again that might be the lemon pepper, or the saffron that he added a whole container of. He also used some sage, paprika, and cumin. That would be good right, they all smelled good and tasted good in other food he had had it in.
The sausages went about without a hitch (they were both professionals with sausages you know) and they set them on a plate on the counter with the other mangled food before deciding to start on the desert. The crème puffs. The dough went fairly well and they were shaped easily but they had taken so much time in getting it right that they were going to be late getting ready so Gilbert decided to double the cooking temperature and decrease the time by half, while that was baking they decided to do the crème, once again Gilbert decided if he turned up the mixer it would work faster, right? Well yes it did work a little faster but it splattered the dark grey crème all over the kitchen, food, and themselves. It stained Francis' nice white cabinets black and found its way to Ludwig's immaculate blonde hair.
By the time they heard the smoke alarm the brothers turned to see flames springing out of the bread in the oven and Gilbert had the bright idea to throw the door open, causing the flames to get even bigger. After that he grabbed the pot holders and yanked the tray out throwing it onto the stove top when the flames licked his hands sending them scattering across the kitchen spreading their flames. Luckily Ludwig had the brain to grab the fire extinguisher and put out the flames before turning to take care of his brother's injured hands.
That was when everyone else walked in. Feliciano was dressed as a cat, Lovino a mafia boss, Antonio a farmer, and Francis a prince. They all stopped dead in their tracks when they saw the disarray before them. Feliciano screamed when he saw the "blood" covered glass then burst into tears at the sight of the pasta. Lovino was trying to console him while ranting about how "the damn potato bastards need to learn how to fucking cook before he beats the shit out of their asses" Francis was screaming about the state of his kitchen, Ludwig was fighting to bandage Gilbert's hand while the latter was screaming and thrashing about claiming that someone as awesome as him could not be injured and Antonio was screaming about how one of the "puffs" had reignited and was setting flame to the curtains and that the fire extinguisher was empty. Luckily Francis snapped out of it and grabbed the back up before the entire house could burn down.
*end flashback*
"It was Halloween, the house was covered in creepy decorations and THE FOOD was the scariest thing there." Francis commented at the end wiping a fake tear from his eye. "Not to mention the idiots caused me several thousand dollars' worth of damage to my kitchen.
"And the poor pasta!" Feliciano wailed resulting in everyone sitting there for a second before bursting out laughing causing Ludwig to turn pink and Gilbert to demand in his half-drunk state what was so funny. That was until Kaoru regained his composure and finally felt the need to ask "Hang on, hang on, how on earth could Arthur cook worse than that!?"
That resulted in Francis and Alfred screaming "YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW!" simultaneously and getting even more laughter.
AN
So um I hope it was okay? Forever South: Did I live up to your expectations? Sorry it was so short…
ANNOUNCEMENTS
Just a warning there will only be like 3 more chapters so uh sorry… which I will be spamming you with over the next few days.
After the last chapter there will be a surprise.
I am trying to figure out what to write after this. I was going through my list of story ideas and I have 55 ideas… Yeah…. I don't know which ones to do, there are 5 one-shots, 16 song-fic ideas and 34 chapter story ideas… So do you guys want to vote again or do you just want me to decide? (I already have 3 decided that I am definitely doing them) Also how many do you want me to do?
Last announcement: This goes for anyone who reads my other stories or will read the new ones school is coming up so I won't be able to post that much anymore (I am going to have a really hard year) so I just thought I would warn things are about to slow way down but I will try to update every story at least every other month- every month and more frequently if I can.
So I hope you like this… interesting chapter, I sure did! And sorry about the ending for it I realise it sucks.
If you read the ridiculous AN's for this short chapter I owe you big time so if you did let me know and respond to the questions I asked you please and you might get a present ;)
See you tomorrow, Ciao.