A/N: So ALoHO has won the toss up and will be the first fic to be continued, so here's chapter 2. As usual, PMs, reviews, follows, and favorites are always appreciated. Thanks a ton to Fruipit who was and continues to be a wonderful sounding board for me and my crazy ideas. Sitting around the house has been way too boring lol.
Usual disclaimer: I don't own Disney/Pixar/League of Legends
A League of Her Own
An Elsanna Fanfiction
Chapter 2: First Impressions
"I've got a dream. I've got a dream. I-" Anna groaned as she rolled over to smack her phone into silence.
Why on Earth did I choose a profession that involves breakfast? She thought miserably, settling back down under the covers.
Dreams… I've got one. Well, I had one before you woke me up. Stupid pho-
Suddenly Anna sat bolt upright, hair puffing out on various directions. "First day of work!" she nearly yelped as she rushed out of Olaf's room into her own, stubbing her toe on a particularly heavy box on her way.
Rushing to her closet she took her best (and if she was honest, her only) pantsuit, a new black piece with a turquoise blouse that her Uncle had bought her when she landed the position. Upon inspection, she was relieved to find that it had no wrinkles so she moved on, looking for a box of undergarments. Opening the box, she grabbed a simple white underwire and her lucky panties – again, simple white cotton, but with a small ice blue snowflake on the butt. Picking them up, Anna felt silly but brushed aside the notion quickly.
Not like anyone's going to be seeing them anyway, Summers. Anna rolled her eyes before darting to the bathroom.
Closing the door, Anna was very thankful that Olaf had inherited her ability to sleep like the dead as she turned on the radio before turning on the shower and jumping in. Using the soap as a microphone, she proceeded to go through her morning shower routine, washing and shaving quickly, all while singing her heart out to whatever tunes played across the station.
Toweling off, Anna threw on her undergarments and bathrobe and walked into the kitchen to make her lunch – a peanut butter sandwich and an apple.
Well, everyone's gotta make sacrifices. Anna snorted, a health professional who doesn't eat properly. Irony much? Her thoughts were interrupted as her phone notified her of a text message.
Anna didn't need to even look to know who it was as she approached the entrance to the apartment. Opening the door, she issued a quick hello to her Aunt Gerda and Uncle Kai before hurrying back into her apartment and diving back into the bathroom to continue getting ready.
"Anna, honey, would you like us to do anything while you're gone? We could set up your living room or something?" Kai asked as he stood overlooking the furniture and boxes that had yet to be unpacked.
"Thanks, but… it's okay. You guys are already doing enough offering to watch Olaf. I don't know what I'd do without you," the redhead said as she stumbled out of the bathroom finishing pulling on her jacket. She quickly gave her Aunt and Uncle a hug before putting in small snowflake earrings. As she raised her necklace up, she felt soft hands on hers, and relinquished the necklace to her Aunt who finished clasping it before placing her hands on Anna's shoulders, spinning her around.
"Oh sweetheart… you look beautiful," Gerda gushed at her Niece, "your parents would be so proud!" Gerda pulled Anna into a light embrace, careful not to wrinkle Anna's jacket, a few tears escaping as she felt a swell of pride for her Niece, and a pinch of sadness over the loss of her brother and sister-in-law, Anna's parents.
"Thanks, Aunt Gerda… that means a lot to me, even though I'm not so sure I agree," Anna pinched her nose in an effort to stop the tears from coming and ruining her makeup, "I've got to go now. Tell Olaf I love him, okay?" she released her Aunt with some reluctance, grabbed a breakfast bar and bolted out of the door.
Anna checked her phone as she walked onto the Arendelle Winter Wolves' campus. Five o'clock. Perfect. She smiled, swiping her ID card and watching as the security light turned green. Careful to be quiet, she recalled directions from Rapunzel to find herself outside the door of the team's flat. Breathing in, Anna steadied herself. Here we go, she thought, turning the knob and taking her first steps into the living area of the Winter Wolves' den.
Anna was stunned as she looked upon a common area that was almost larger than her entire apartment. Straight ahead of her in the center of the living room was a huge widescreen television with several couches in a semi-circle around it. Against the wall on the far side of the apartment was a row of identical computer desks with high-end gaming computers. Anna noticed that each desk had a small amount of personalization from each of the players. To her right was a long ramp with guardrails that turned back on itself before reaching a slightly elevated platform. At this point, her mouth dropped open as she saw the biggest kitchen she had ever seen in her life. A giant U-shaped countertop housed a large stove, oven, and dishwasher. Closest to her on a long end of the U was a clean countertop with five stools lined along it – presumably an eating area. An island in the center of the U contained a large double sink and plenty more countertop space.
Anna slowly approached the kitchen, finally remembering to close her mouth, as she saw an abundance of cabinets, pantry space, not one, but two large refrigerators, and every utensil and cooking tool she could ever dream of. She suddenly felt a tear roll down her face and wiped vigorously, feeling a bit sheepish. Opening the cabinets, Anna took stock of what was available to her. The short answer, just about anything she'd ever want. Opening the refrigerator she smiled finding it fully stocked. Removing her jacket, folding it, and setting it gingerly on the countertop by the stools, she set to work in an effort to make a good first impression.
First thing's first, Anna thought, washing her hands and donning an apron before turning on the coffee pot, filling it with water and measuring out grounds. Turning to the refrigerators, she pulled out yogurt, several containers of berries, a couple plums, eggs, milk, apple cider, and butter. Returning to the pantries, she pulled out a box of oats, salt, cider vinegar, brown sugar, a vanilla bean, a loaf of bread, some raisins, and a wheat cereal. Finally, retrieving angel food cake, cinnamon, and nutmeg, Anna was ready to go.
Starting up the stove, Anna puts cider and salt into a saucepan on high before putting more cider, vinegar, and brown sugar in another saucepan on medium-high. Pulling out a large mixing bowl, she tossed yogurt, the mixed berries, and the wheat cereal in before turning and grabbing a plum, quickly slicing it into small chunks, and tossing it in as well. Quickly slicing the angel food cake into small squares, Anna took some of the freshly brewed coffee and drizzled it over the squares ensuring to moisten all of the sides of the cake.
Stirring in cranberries into the cider and salt, Anna leaves the mix alone turning to pull out a sauté pan, putting butter in and turning the heat to medium. Pulling out a mixing bowl, she cracked open some eggs, adding milk, raisins, and nutmeg into the bowl, whisking them and adding a small amount of salt. Taking a skillet, she began melting some butter as she turned her attention back to the cider, salt, and cranberries. Turning the heat down to medium, she stirred in the oats, continuing to stir while she added apples, pears, and the vanilla bean into the sauté pan before adding in the apple cider glaze, stirring before removing it from the heat and setting it aside.
Turning back to the oats, Anna stirred well before also removing it from heat, tossing in some crushed walnuts she spotted in the pantry. Finally, Anna dipped several slices of bread into the egg mixture before placing them on the large skillet to start the french toast.
Anna started slightly as she heard a loud yawn come from her right. Relaxing slightly when she discovered it was just her cousin, Rapunzel, Anna turned her attention back to cooking, placing the apple and pear compote into the fridge to cool while flipping the french toast and adding some cinnamon. Pulling out some small plates, she placed two slices of angel food cake on each, covering them with the mixture of fruit and wheat cereal to finish the trifle. Placing bowls out, she spooned the oatmeal into bowls, topping with some crushed walnuts. Finally, taking out a serving platter, she placed her first batch of french toast onto the platter before starting the next batch.
Meanwhile, Anna noted that Rapunzel had poured herself a large mug of coffee, adding some cream and sugar before approaching her cousin, "Hi Anna-banana. This smells great!" Rapunzel inhaled deeply, a smile spreading across her face as the aroma of oatmeal, and french toast invading her nostrils, "you look very nice today. What's the occasion?" the brunette inquired. It was then that Anna noticed Rapunzel's attire which was an oversized t-shirt and pajama pants with the image of miniature frying pans all over them.
"Honestly, Punz? I'm nervous. I wanted to look professional. I- I get the feeling that some of your teammates might think I only got the job because of you, and not because of any of my knowledge or ability," Anna admitted, shoulders hunching slightly as she pulled out glasses, filling them with orange juice and milk retrieved from the fridge.
"Oh honey; you are an amazing chef, and very knowledgeable with health and wellness. Remember, you're watching after me too, so I need someone who knows what they're doing," Rapunzel winked and gave her cousin a supporting pat on the back as she grabbed the glass of orange juice at her place, consuming half the glass in two gulps, "but seriously, we're all super laid back here. Tomorrow, maybe tone it down? Unless of course you want to dress that way for yourself, then there's nothing wrong with it," the brunette smiled at her cousin again before sitting down and breaking into the oatmeal, "Yep, definitely an amazing chef," the girl gave a happy sigh as she continued to enjoy her meal.
As the third batch of french toast was nearing completion, two more of the team wandered out from the hallway rubbing sleep from their eyes. "Rapunzel, for the last time, not everyone is a morning person! In fact, it's just Elsa and yo- oh, hello there," the blonde said, noticing Anna.
"Hello," Anna replied, raising up the skillet, "french toast?" she smiled as the two boys' faces lit up, inhaling the scent before hastily making their way to the countertop, digging in to their own helpings of food.
"As a matter of fact," the blonde boy began between bites of oatmeal, "where is our resident ice queen anyway? She's usually up the same time as you," the boy shrugged and returned to the much-more-important task at hand – devouring another helping of french toast.
"Not sure," Rapunzel replied, tapping her spoon on her bowl as she looked pointedly at the other two. After a moment of silence she sighed, "since these two have no tact, this is Kristoff," she motioned to the blonde, "and this is Sven", she finished, gesturing to the brunette.
"A pleasure to meet you both," Anna smiled, "My name's Anna. I'm your resident… Chef? Nutritionist? Well, my job title's Nutritionist, but they said in the interview it was slightly different, so for now, I guess I'm just Anna," the girl shrugged, returning to the stove.
Rapunzel rose to grab some more orange juice, but as she did, she noticed Kristoff and Sven, notorious easy-going slackers, sitting up very straight on their stools, Kristoff nudging Sven in the arm and gesturing with his head toward Anna. Rapunzel's mouth dropped open slightly as she realized what was happening. Quickly scooping up some oatmeal on her spoon she flung it at the two, smacking Kristoff square in the cheek. Sven turned to his partner in crime and started silently laughing until a second spoonful of oatmeal landed squarely in his mouth, causing him to choke slightly. Anna turned around to place more french toast on the counter and the three froze, smiling at Anna.
"More?" Anna asked of Rapunzel, noticing she was holding her empty juice glass. Rapunzel nodded as the redhead turned toward the fridge, opening it, and bending over to retrieve the juice container.
Immediately, Sven and Kristoff rose, peering over the island to get a better view until Rapunzel threw her spoon, hitting Kristoff in the temple. Sven and Kristoff looked over immediately, Kristoff mouthing, "what's your problem!?" to the brunette.
Rapunzel rolled her eyes, mouthing back, "that's my cousin you jackasses!" before adding, "she's not interested!" and plopping back down on her stool.
Kristoff and Sven followed Rapunzel's lead and sat down again, but not before Kristoff mouthed, "like you'd know" to the brunette, sticking out his tongue, earning a tongue out and thumbed nose back from her.
As the three took their seats, a tall, tan, handsome redhead with extraordinarily large sideburns entered the room, noting his three teammates before looking to Anna and bursting out in loud raucous laughter, "Oh puh-lease! Where'd we pick her up?" the redhead asked incredulously as Anna turned to face the source of laughter, a light blush encroaching on her cheeks, "a pantsuit? Really? Lady you're in the wrong profession. Do you know anything about the Winter Wolves'?" Anna opened her mouth to reply but was cut off as the redhead continued, "Of course not, if you did, you'd know we don't. Play. Dress up." He finished his tirade before grabbing the pot of coffee and pouring himself a cup.
Anna growled internally, taking the coffee pot away from the man with a little more force than she'd meant before starting in on him. "Actually, I know quite a bit about the Winter Wolves. Founded by Ms. Frost's parents and herself five years ago, they created a League of Legends team that has found more success over the last four years than any other team in the competitive circuit. It is well known that the Bjorgman brothers are highly competitive players in the top and mid lanes and have positive KDA and win rates with any champion they've played in the competitive circuit including unorthodox champions like Urgot in the top lane by Mr. Sven Bjorgman in last year's world championship finals game where he went flawless against Cola's Kennen."
The kitchen had become dead silent as Sven and Kristoff sat stunned, food forgotten as they listened to the feisty redhead go off on their teammate, Rapunzel sitting nearby and holding back a large smirk. "Furthermore, when the team first started, Ms. Frost came under fire when it was suggested that she only received a position on the team because her parents are the sponsors, but she is, hands down, the best jungler in the scene, bar none. In fact, she has a large enough champion pool that you can't ban out all of them even if you wanted to, and all of her champions, like the Bjorgman brothers, have positive KDAs, several of which go through entire series without dying once. In the last year the only portion of the team that has come under scrutiny is the bottom lane, which I might add, you, Mr. Hans Westergard are a member of. Critics and fans alike show concern over the lack of synergy between you and Rapunzel because, and I'm only quoting analysts here, you have no regard for the team as a whole and constantly engage in bad situations to attempt to prove how good of a player you think you are." Anna paused a moment to breathe staring down the redhead, "So yes, I do know quite a bit about your team and how well it performs as a unit. There's a reason your team has won the Summoner's Cup for the last four years in a row. And I'll wear what I darn well please." Anna finished, raising her skillet up to him, "french toast?"
Anna and Hans both jumped slightly as applause broke out through the flat, "I like her," said Kristoff before high fiving Sven, both laughing at the baffled expression on Hans' face. Rapunzel simply threw her cousin, who was now slightly out of breath, a thumbs up and a wink.
"Good," came a voice from behind the group as everyone turned to see Idunn Frost, the sponsor of the team walk through the door followed by Elsa, "because she's part of the team now and is responsible for making sure you lot are in top shape. Ah, I see you're off to a good start Ms. Summers. Is everything to your liking? We can always modify if needed," the brunette woman offered as she and Elsa approached the group.
"Oh no, thank you ma'am. Everything is perfect. You did mention shopping as a part of my responsibilities though? How do I go about making those purchases?" Anna inquired.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Here you are dear," Idunn said as she slid a credit card across the countertop to Anna – it was made of metal and was black in color. Anna could only dream of what kind of credit limit it must have, "just make sure to keep all the receipts and submit them at the end of each week," another smile before the woman turned to Elsa, so this is the woman whose son you swore in front of hm?" the brunette looked disapprovingly at Elsa as the blonde nodded, blushing and looking intently at her feet. Idunn clicked her tongue and turned, approaching Anna, "I hear we owe your son a shirt. I know my daughter said she'd deliver it to your home, but how would he like to come here for a day instead? Hang out with the team? Maybe take a few pictures?"
Anna's eyes widened in shock as she stammered out her approval, "I- I'm sure he'd love that! He's a big fan of the Winter Wolves," Anna finished with a compliment to the team.
"It's settled then," Idunn clapped her hands together, "Friday? The team has a scrimmage then and your son can watch. We'll do pictures and a meet and greet beforehand," the brunette was already lost in her plans to expand on the team's public relations – Team Winter Wolves hanging out with a child-fan? Excellent!
"Sure thing Mrs. Frost. I'll have my Aunt come so she can supervise him so I can work," Anna agreed happily, imagining how excited Olaf was going to be at the news.
"Great. Now if you'll come with me, I'd like to discuss the details of your position," Idunn said before turning to the Winter Wolves, "and I believe you all need to get ready for practice? Coach Shang should be here any moment and none of you are dressed!" Idunn put her arm around Anna, shaking her head as she led the redhead out of the flat.
As the door clicked closed, Sven and Kristoff broke out into laughter, "Man, she sure showed you, Hans," Kristoff jested as Hans scowled and took a seat, consuming a large bite of oatmeal, "you kind of walked into that one though."
"Shut up, she's a bitch," Hans replied, his scowl deepening.
"You're the one who started in on her, Hans," Rapunzel pointed out, chewing on a piece of french toast, "besides, she is not a bitch, Rapunzel growled irritably, "she's not one of your brothers, Hans. You don't need to fight with her for attention."
With that comment, Hans discarded his breakfast, glared at Rapunzel, and stomped off to the bathroom, highly annoyed that Rapunzel would bring up his brothers.
Elsa ignored the two and approached the countertop, serving herself a plate full of food before sitting down and starting in on it. Elsa, unlike her teammates had been up early and was already showered and dressed in a pair of light blue shorts and a white t-shirt with the picture of a snowflake on the front. As such, she took the time to enjoy her breakfast while the other four scurried off to get ready for the day.
This is fantastic, Elsa thought as she took another bite, I'll have to remember to apologize for saying she probably wasn't a good cook, the blonde thought before attacking a particularly scrumptious-looking piece of french toast.
"Pentakill! Ace!" The game voice declared as Lucian finally killed Leona, Hans giving a victory shout as he pushed on the Nexus.
"Hans, back off," Elsa's voice cut like ice over the headset. Instead, Hans pushed forward in an effort to kill the enemy Nexus. However, before he could finish it off, the enemy respawned and killed him, allowing them to clear their base out and set up to defend again.
"Damn it, Hans! I told you to back off!" Elsa said irritably.
"You also told him to ignore Leona and take the Nexus, but he ignored that too," Rapunzel commented, annoyed.
"Shut up," Hans said, "I would have had it if-"
"If what?" Kristoff cut in," if the situation had been completely different? Well guess what, it wasn't, and if we end up losing, it's on you," the blonde criticized.
"Cut the chatter. Regroup, Baron in thirty, push out lanes and posture for it. Rapunzel get some wards up. Let's end this," Elsa commanded, her teammates falling into place and carrying out her orders.
Ten minutes later, the game was over. The Winter Wolves were victorious again.
As the victory screen appeared, Hans threw his headset off, "I told you guys we had it! It's not like this is a real game anyway. Those guys were nothing!" Hans crossed his arms, a smug grin on his face.
As the others were about to retort, a different voice cut them off, and the team turned to listen to their coach, "Be that as it may, the reason we practice is so we can improve. What part of showboating around in their base and risking a loss is improving your skills or the skills of your team?"
As Hans opened his mouth to respond, Shang cut him off again, "Allow me to answer for you since I'm sure your answer is incorrect – it doesn't. Plain and simple. Extending the game so you can attempt to showboat does nothing to help your team improve. You want to play like it's solo queue, then go play solo queue. Remember, you can be replaced," the tall, muscular, Chinese man finished, glaring at Hans, curious as to whether or not the redhead would try to retort.
Hans chose instead to lean back in his chair, meeting Shang's glare with one of his own as Shang continued, "Elsa is the captain. She's calling the shots. She said to focus the Nexus, regardless of whether or not you think that's the right thing to do, you need to listen to her. She has some of the best map and situational awareness that I've ever seen. You'd be wise to listen to her," Shang finished – until Hans sat up straight before rolling his eyes.
"And how much did her mother pay you to slip that in there?" Hans asked. "You know, the kitchen wench had one thing right. Elsa's only here because it's her mother's team. Anyone can see that," he said before rising up and heading for the kitchen to retrieve a glass of water. Shang sighed before pursuing Hans leaving the rest of the team to sit and stare at the two retreating forms.
"Forget about it, Elsa. Everyone knows you belong here," Rapunzel said trying to nullify Hans' harsh accusation, "Hans is just mad that the 'kitchen wench'" Rapunzel air quoted, "is a better ADC than he is," Rapunzel smirked as she patted Elsa on the back before rising herself and heading off to the restroom. Kristoff and Sven jumped to the couches and started up a game of GoldenEye.
Elsa gave a small smile to Rapunzel as she got up before bowing her head again and returning to her thoughts.
I thought we were past this, Elsa.
'Only here because it's her mother's team'
You belong here. You're good. Better than good. You're 'one of the best'. That's what Coach Shang said.
'Only here because it's her mother's team'
'If we're going to support you in this, Elsa, you need to be the best. Make us proud'. Mother said to be the best. Am I the best? Do I belong here?
'Only here because it's her mother's team'
What if he's right?
'Only here because it's her mother's team'
Elsa rose abruptly, walking swiftly to her room and retrieving some clothes before striding to the door to the flat. With Shang, Kristoff, Sven, Rapunzel, and Hans all watching, Elsa opened the door and left without looking back, but not before hearing Hans' snide remark of "Probably running to mommy," before the door clicked shut behind her.
Elsa turned on the showerhead before stepping under the warm jets of water. Running ten miles on the treadmill had done nothing to calm her nerves, or ebb her annoyance at Hans. After fifteen minutes of letting the warm water impact massage her shoulders and neck, Elsa started to unwind. She was good. She knew it, and for the last four years, so did the rest of the world.
With renewed confidence, Elsa stepped out of the shower, got dressed, this time in a pair of comfy sweatpants and a hoodie, and left the locker room to head back to her flat. Instead, she found all of her newfound confidence dissolving rapidly away as she found her mother and Anna headed her way.
And she thought she had something to worry about from me going to my mother. Bah, if only Anna knew how terrified I am of her, she'd have realized she has nothing to fear.
As Elsa continued to walk toward the flat, head down, she heard her mother's usual 'greeting' of, "Elsa," and a slight nod of acknowledgement as the two passed her. Elsa nodded back silently in response, then heard her mother's voice pick back up as she explained to Anna that one of the perks of working with the team was that the gym was available to her in her downtime.
Elsa's nod of greeting had an unintended side effect for the blonde. In proceeding through the motion, it gave her a full look at her red headed breakfast provider. In the quick glance she caught, Elsa happened to notice the way Anna's hips swayed when she walked, and that the girl was in decent shape. Shaking her head quickly, Elsa continued on and was almost to the flat door when she heard a voice call from behind her.
"Oh, Ms. Frost?" Elsa turned awkwardly, caught off guard by the sudden inquiry.
"Yes An- er, Ms. Summers?" Elsa caught herself, but not before her mother gave her a disapproving look.
"Thank you… for paying for my lunch yesterday. You didn't have to do that, but it was very sweet, so thank you," Anna finished before giving Elsa a crooked smile, making her freckles more prominent; causing the blonde to blink rapidly, momentarily disarmed. Before Elsa could respond, Anna turned back around and continued on her way with Idunn around the corner.
"You're welcome…" Elsa replied softly, sure the two women could not hear, as she thought, she's actually kind of cute.
Shaking her head again to clear the image of swaying hips from her mind, Elsa reentered the flat; apologizing to Shang, who was drilling Hans in mechanics and teamwork with Rapunzel, and quickly heading to her room, closing the door.
Elsa sat on her bed, for once annoyed that she had a temporary reprieve from training while Shang ripped into Hans and Rapunzel as it gave her mind time to wander. Lying back on her bed she stared up at the snowflake mural hanging from her ceiling as her thoughts wandered.
Trying to avoid thinking about Hans meant not thinking about the game, which, as much as Elsa hated to admit, left her little in the way of options. Naturally, Elsa drifted back to recent events which led her back to her brief run-in with Anna in the hallway a few moments ago.
She really is quite pretty, Elsa thought again as she thought about the way Anna's freckles became more prominent when she smiled, or how the light reflected off of her hair to give it a pleasant shine. Anna was excited about something in the hallway too… what was it?
Elsa's eyes widened slightly as she remembered that Anna was excited about the prospect of being able to use the gym. Suddenly, the realization that she might run into the redhead at the gym or, Elsa gulped, even better (or worse?), in the shower, hit her. A fierce blush rose in her cheeks and an all too familiar rush of warmth between her legs told Elsa that she needed to calm down and get herself back under control.
Well, it's official, Frost. You have the hots for your purveyor of tasty breakfast morsels, Elsa admitted to herself.
Conceal it. Don't feel it. Don't let it show. Mother would never approve. Elsa tried to push the redhead from her mind, forcing herself to think about map strategy and pick-ban ideas for the upcoming scrimmage, but the scenario of stumbling upon her new fixation in the gym showers was making it extremely difficult for the inexperienced blonde to focus on anything else.
Well, I'd certainly call that a perk of the job. Elsa silently giggled, remembering her mother referencing gym use as a perk, before sobering, yeah, because, you know, you're such a casa nova with the ladies, Elsa. You've never even come out to anyone much less made a move on a girl. Even if you were alone with her, what would you do? Stand there and gawk like an idiot? Besides, she's probably straight – she has a kid after all. The disappointment Elsa felt at the idea of Anna being straight was significantly stronger than she expected – especially given that she hardly knew the girl.
Even if she was gay, it's not like you can even actually date her… or anyone for that matter. Face it Frost, you're stuck in perpetual forever alone mode. Now focus on your gaming. That's your priority, and something you can control. Forget about girls… especially redheads… with their pretty freckled faces… and adorable smiles… and swaying hips… and…
Stop it, Frost. Elsa sighed as she thrust herself off of her bed to begin pacing around her room. Focus, Frost. Focus. You have to be the best. That doesn't leave time for girls. Especially girls that cook you breakfast and work for your mother.
A/N: So right now I have a lot more planned for this story than RP so there will probably be a few more updates here before I return there as I'm kind of stuck right now. Also, the breakfast is a collection of three actual recipes. If you want them, feel free to PM me.