Every day, Marinette met him with the same smile and patience as she retrieved the ingredient from the back for him. Every day, another ingredient mysteriously went missing from the Graham de Vanily pantry and Felix was made to go retrieve it from the bakery. And that was quite enough socializing for today, so I will take my leave.”īut it didn’t stop there. “I met the girl that was at the counter, yes. Did you meet anybody?”įelix sincerely hoped that his cheeks weren’t pink again, but the gleam in Amelie’s eyes told him that his hopes were in vain. “You knew that it was a bakery,” he accused.Īmelie smiled. When he made it back, he thrust the bowl at his mother. He rolled his eyes as he left, throwing a wave over his shoulder. “Well, I must be going to take this to my mother. “Mothers are indeed stubborn that way.” They smiled at each other for a moment in mutual understanding before Felix cleared his throat, cursing the pink that he knew was in his cheeks, taking mild consolation in the same color that dusted Marinette’s. I cannot tell my mother no when she has her mind set to something, no matter how hard I try.” However, my mother didn’t gain her resources by taking no for an answer.” Most people wouldn’t dare speak that thought aloud, yet she did without so much as a hint of regret. “Graham de Vanily? Why on earth would you ask for a cup of sugar from our humble bakery?”įelix huffed in amusement. Marinette’s eyes widened as they both pulled their hands back. He took her hand, noting the feel of the calluses. “Well, you may tell your mother that you successfully met someone. She briefly disappeared into the kitchen for a moment, then returned with a small bowl of sugar that she placed on the counter before holding out her hand. Her eyes glittered with amusement, though she was kind enough not to say anything. Why on earth had he kept talking for so long? She didn’t need to know his life story he simply needed a cup of sugar! I suggested that one of the servants go retrieve one, but she insisted on sending me on this mission so that I could meet people instead of staying in the house all day.” As soon as he finished, he wanted to stuff his fist into his mouth. Ah, you see, my mother was preparing to make a pie, then realized that she did not have a cup of sugar. Her expression turned to confusion seemingly before she could help it and she tilted her head. A cup of sugar!” He recovered his wits, though not without a few embarrassing pauses. The full force of her attention stunned him for a moment, and he floundered as his mission fled his head, leaving a blank slate. “Welcome to Tom and Sabine’s! What can I get for you today, sir?” The girl turned and noticed him, her expression instantly breaking from concentration into a warm smile. In fact, it added to it, and Felix absently wondered what that muscle would feel like under his fingers. It was clear that her family’s trade had strengthened her arms, perhaps beyond the normal musculature of other girls her age, but it didn’t diminish her beauty in any way. The village would gossip about his family one way or another, he may as well complete the task his mother had given him.įelix balked as he reached the counter, watching the petite girl behind the counter expertly use a bread paddle to pull bread out of the oven, her arm muscles flexing as she did. Who would go into a bakery, ask for a cup of sugar, then leave without buying anything? It wasn’t just a regular house that a family lived in, but a bakery. Eventually, he made it to the neighbors’ house, then realized that the request was even more ridiculous than he had previously thought. The walk was a bit further than he expected, but he found that he enjoyed the warmth of the sun on his face and the birdsong that echoed in the trees that lined the road. Even when she came up with asinine ideas to make him socialize like this. Say what you like about Felix call him cold, snappish or any other insult, but you could never say that he didn’t love his mother. He rolled his eyes, but eventually went on his way. Now, off you go, I need that cup of sugar for a pie this evening.” “You stay cooped up in the house all your life and you’ll never meet people. Why do I have to go and do something that one of them could easily do?”Īmelie waved her hand, completely dismissing the idea. “Mother, we employ dozens of people to do tasks such as this. “Felix, be a dear and go down the road to ask the neighbors for a cup of sugar, would you?”
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