Young Dracula Season 5: Outtakes

I'm having another debate as to write about… I'm thinking of writing something different, or doing a Vlad/ Talitha. I can't decide, I've gone from worrying about getting writer's block to having too much to write.

I don't own Young Dracula.

Decorating – based between episodes 11 and 12 of season 5

"Mum," George rushed into her mother's room, excited. "Mum, Mum!"

Sally woke up, her daughter's face only inches from hers. "Georgina! It's seven in the morning!"

"We're meant to be making Vlad's cake today!" She beamed.

Sally yawned. "George, I said we'd do it after lunch not after breakfast."

"AW!" George complained, climbing off her mother's bed. George was already dressed and had wet hair from a shower, which amused Sally because George was at that age where she couldn't get up before eight usually, unless it was for school.

"Why don't you do me a favour, and make breakfast instead." Sally suggested. "You can be inventive with that while I get a shower."

George bit her lip, considering. "Okay." She walked out of the room.

"Don't get flour everywhere like last time!" Her mother called after her.

George was happy in the kitchen, she believed she could do whatever boys could but still she liked cooking. It felt comfortable, despite the glaring fact it was possible to burn the house down while cooking.

George immediately dug into the cupboards grabbing several pans and two glass bowls and putting them on the hobs. She then went into a food cupboard and grabbed some chocolate.

Then she checked the kettle – to make sure it had water in it – and turned it on.

Pancakes were a seemly simple thing to make, but they had their flaws It wasn't the actual making the mixture that was the problem. It was the cooking of them. If you didn't have enough experience with them, pancakes could come out looking more like omelettes.

This had happened before with George. It was a fiasco, she make omelette looking pancakes, and then as she rushed over to try and put the pancakes in the pan she managed to knock over the flour – which she had forgotten to put away – causing flour to get everywhere. For the next week George felt like the flour was following her everywhere and she had to explain to her friends why she always looked like she was covered in frosting.

Still practise made perfect, George reasoned as she poured boiled water into a pan and turned on the heat. This was the bit George felt at ease doing – melting chocolate. She had argued with her mother that they should put chocolate into Vlad's 'surprise', but George told her not to because after a tooth ache incident five years ago which led Vlad to go off having too much sweet stuff.

George rolled her eyes as she noseyed at the pancake cooking in the pan. Slowly and reluctantly she flipped it over, smiling to herself when it didn't fold into itself and look distinctly omelette-like.

It took another ten minutes but eventually she had a pile of pancakes on the table and brought over her melted chocolate.

"MUM!" She yelled. "Chocolate pancakes! And I haven't messed up the kitchen!"

Time passes quickly when you are having fun.

George wasn't having fun though. Since they had had breakfast, she had to sit down at the kitchen table to practise her Latin because her mother insisted on it saying "You weren't studying enough at Garside, sorry George but you've had your break. Do some studying and then we can make Vlad's birthday cake."

She shook her head, she spent an hour going over Physics and despite the fact it and its interesting bits George found the whole electricity thing made her head spin. So she gave up on that and switched to Latin. George was good at Latin (A/N: I'm not though!) but was too modest to admit it. She found it far more interesting to study and learn a semi-dead language than try and get her head around how to do the balancing of equations for Chemistry or looking for hidden meanings in English.

George was just glad that in a year she'd only be doing subjects she either wanted to do or had to do – though, knowing school she wouldn't get much of a choice on what she could or couldn't do. Then she could focus on her History, Biology and Latin over Drama and Music which she saw as pointless. Of course, she understood the importance of the subjects but they were not important to her which meant that she didn't like studying for them and neither had she bothered too. After all what was the point in practising something you weren't going to even do your GCSEs on?

"George," she heard her mother and perked up. "We can make the cake now."

George sighed with relief getting up and grabbing her book to put back in her room.

The kitchen in Sally's house was much better than Renfield's. There was no doubting that. But, their kitchen couldn't have been used like a science lab though.

George couldn't help but compare their sparkling clean kitchen to the one she knew the meals her brother ate came out of. She worried about her brother sometimes. They had been apart for well over a week now, which may not seem long compared to how long they were apart from before when they first met but still George missed him and believed Vlad missed her and their mother too.

"Come on George," he mother chided. "Do you want to help with the cake or not?"

George walked over and perched herself onto one of the stools peering at the design for the cake.

"What's with the flowers?" George asked. "The cake is for Vlad you know, and he is a boy."

Sally looked at her daughter and rolled her eyes. "I know, but given how dark Vlad's home is, I thought I might brighten it up a little."

George nodded. "Okay..." she reached over to the royal icing, but her mother slapped her hand away lightly.

"No picking at the food," she told you. "You can eat the cake on Vlad's birthday, not before."

George pouted at her mother. "Aww… Can I at least have the remaining cake mixture out of the bowl after please?"

Sally frowned and then decided there would be no harm in it. George always picked at the remaining mixture whenever they made cake. "Okay."

"Goody!" George exclaimed.

"This is going to be the tricky bit…" Sally muttered as she looked at the cake. It had been finished, but the icing wasn't on yet… putting icing on a cake was always difficult even for some experienced cooks.

George was washing her hands and face in the sink, she looked a little off colour.

"I told you not to eat so much mixture," her mother informed her, shaking her head.

"It tasted nice though," she replied biting her lip because she didn't feel well now from all the sweet stuff she had eaten. Now George understood why her brother chose not to eat too much sweet stuff… not that George ever stopped even when she had felt sick from sweets in the past.

"We are going to have to cut the icing to shape so there are no funny bits sticking out or anything," Sally mused. "Which means we will have to make the icing certain shapes."

George covered her ears. "Mum! Please don't start the mathematical talk! I get enough of it at school."

"I thought you liked maths,"

"I do, but I don't want to hear about it when I am doing something I enjoy. It's the holidays, I don't want to think about school!"

"Okay okay," her mother said gesturing for her to be quiet. "I get the point. Let's just get on with this then."

George jumped up so she could sit on the counter and look at the cake.

"It looks great!" George smiled. "Are you going to make one for my eighteenth?"

"None of your business," her mother said teasingly. "You think Vlad will like it."

Sally looked nervous but George rolled her eyes.

"Mum, Vlad has had to live off vampire food all his life with very little of our food. I'm sure he'll appreciate it no matter what. Besides," George shrugged. "My brother has taste. Which means he'll like it."

I decided to do on this because YD always focusses on vampires and never breathers - especially after season 2 - so I decided to do it myself. Quite a proportion of this is actually based off my own experiences, I hope it makes it more believable. Ironically like Sally and George, my parents made me a special cake for my eighteenth and I know it was hard to make so I also incorporated what I know they found difficult when they made it.

The whole flower thing came from a comment Raven (RavenBowie) said on my forum, she said it seemed odd for Vlad to have flowers on his cake because he's a boy and the Dracula's would never make a cake like that. That's why I had Sally say about that. Thanks to Raven for giving me the idea!

Thank you for reading and please review!

C

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