today's classes pass and ̶y̶o̶g̶u̶r̶t̶ ̶b̶o̶i̶ bulgaria arrives at the cooking club room. then, he cooks the best meals he can cook. the three members, china, france and turkey, tell him to wait outside for a while. after some time has passed, the door opens and bulgaria is accepted into the club.

'and remember what we told you' china says to turkey.

'what did they tell u?' bulgaria asks.

'nothing nvm not ur business now lets cook'

so they start cooking. bulgaria puts a frying pan with oil in it on the cooktop and turns the cooktop on. then he kinda forgets he was going to fry something and starts chatting with the other members about THE GLORY OF BULGARIAN YOGURT, its taste, the way it feels, the way you make it, etc.

'cool' turkey thinks. 'at least now I'm not the only one who has to endure this, now these two have to also deal with the nerd's yogurt obsession'

the thing is though, france and china aren't annoyed at all (much to turkey's dismay, after all, part of him wanted to get the yogurt boi into the club as a way to troll them cuz all of them are super competitive, self-absorbed and passive-aggressive towards each other)

in fact, they love yogurt and are super interested in listening to bulgaria, which prompts bulgaria to talk even more and more. now turkey is the only annoyed one!

'bulgaria, I tried some bulgarian yogurt recently and it was amazing! u rlly gotta make some yogurt in the cooking club for us to try! and we gotta try cooking stuff with it!' china says. and indeed, there's a brand of bulgarian yogurt in china that's named after the bulgarian village of momchilovtsi.

'yeah, it's a shame that turkey has yogurt in his cuisine too and knows how to make it but has never made any and has never talked about it. I mean, his yogurt healed my king francis I' france adds.

'well, I'll go into the clubroom tomorrow morning and I'll start making yogurt before class. after class, it should've fermented perfectly. or maybe you'd prefer it if I brought some from home?' bulgaria asks.

turkey is going to start fuming. they were supposed to be annoyed by the yogurt boi, dammit! not surround him with attention and praise!

but it's not him who starts fuming as the clubroom gets suddenly filled with white smoke that irritates their throats.

'oh no! I forgot I was gonna fry something!' bulgaria exclaims while coughing.

but by the time he's reached the frying pan...

FWOOOOSH!

the oil gets set on fire.

'now they'll see how brave and proactive I am in the face of danger!' he thinks and grabs the burning pan's handle.

'DON'T WORRY GUYS, I'LL PUT IT OUT!'

next thing, he's next to the sink, holding the pan under the faucet while turning the knob.

'BULGARIA NO-'

FWOOOOOOOOOOOM

a huge fireball bursts through the room, scorching people's hair. this lasts for a few seconds, leaving soot everywhere. the curtains start burning and some of the stuff begins melting and crumpling.

'EVERYONE GET OUT'

eventually, someone calls the fire department, firefighters arrive and the fire is put out. most students, with the exception of the bookworms and the know-it-alls are happy though as tomorrow's classes got cancelled.

'WTF U IDIOT HOW COULD U BE SO DUMB TO TRY PUTTING OUT BURNING OIL WITH WATER' turkey gets mad. and there's a reason for him to be mad.

'hey turkey, remember what we told u?' it's almost like france is trying to gloat or mock him. 'if the yogurt boi messes something up, u get kicked out along with him. now bye!'

'and you too, bulgaria, you too are kicked out' china says. I mean, they never rlly liked bulgaria (well they might like his yogurt but that's a different topic), they only pretended to like him and to be obsessed with his yogurt cuz they saw through turkey's attempt to troll them.

'WAIT A LITTLE!' turkey yells. 'you can't kick us out! we vote here, did u forget?! you two want to kick us out of the club but we don't want to leave! the votes are 2 to 2! nothing will stop us from coming here tomorrow!'

'well, that changes things... or not.' china says. 'let's vote regarding throwing bulgaria out. bulgaria, you can't vote for yourself. whoever is for, raise ur hand.' *him and france raise their hands while turkey keeps his arms down* 'oh, so it's clear. 2 to 1. bulgaria, you're out. now let's vote regarding throwing turkey out. turkey, you can't vote for yourself. whoever is for, raise ur hand.' *him and france raise their hands* 'oh, so it's clear. 2 to 0. turkey, you're out.'

'wAIIT WHAT?! WHATEVER! WE'LL STILL COME HERE TOMORROW! YOUR VOTING WON'T STOP US!'

'yeah it will' the headmaster appears behind him. 'if u two come into the club room tomorrow, u'll be expelled. so think wisely!'

'WHATEVER WE'LL MAKE OUR OWN COOKING CLUB WHERE WE CAN MAKE AS MUCH YOGURT AS WE WANT AND DO WHATEVER WE WANT THANK GOD I DON'T HAVE TO BE IN THE SAME CLUB WITH THOSE TWO STUCK-UP LOSERS ANYMORE I DON'T NEED U LOSERS'

'well u can't make a second cooking club' the headmaster explains. 'there's only one club room that's fit for a cooking club. if ur in the same clubroom as those two, I can only imagine the destruction as u constantly fight. besides, if I ever see u or bulgaria near cooking appliances inside of the school again, I'll expel u two.'

'what?!' this time turkey appears more hurt and confused than angry. if it wasn't for the mask and the soot everyone would see that he looks like he's about to cry. he turns to face bulgaria. 'YOU IDIOT! YOU RUINED EVERYTHING!'

then he punches bulgaria and storms off.

'lol if it was legal I'd punch u too' the headmaster laughs at bulgaria. 'actually, as a reward, I might overlook the ban I imposed on turkey of ever being around cooking appliances in the school. after all, it was u who started the fire, even though he was supposed to be around u'