Disclaimer: I don't own Hetalia.
TurkAus: Decisions
Sadiq returned to the kitchen, seeing Roderich writing something down on a piece of paper. This wasn't the first one either. Several sheets of paper were scattered on the counter.
"Are you still working on that?" Sadiq asked.
"Of course," Roderich said. "I need to factor everything. Time, money, taste…"
"Please, for the love of all that's good in this world, I'm begging you. It's been two hours. It can't take this long just to decide what you want to eat!"
Roderich looked at him blankly, before he continued with the paper. Sadiq smacked his forehead and released a frustrated sigh.
"If you don't give me something right this instant, then I am going to find the greasiest fast-food place…" Sadiq began.
"Here!" Roderich exclaimed, thrusting a piece of paper at Sadiq.
Sadiq examined the paper and nodded his head. It was a basic recipe with ingredients (and their cost), as well as the preparation instructions and time laid out.
"Knödel," Sadiq said. "See, that wasn't so hard, was it?"
The Austrian huffed.
The prompt is: 'Please, I beg of you, just make a choice. This is just deciding what you want for dinner. It's been 2 hours.'