Sweet Meets ((Feliciano))

[Ludwig Beilschmidt]

Ludwig smiled at the oven that held the cake he placed in it earlier. He was glad the teacher didn’t mind him using the University’s kitchen to make a cake for his family. He could bake the cake at home, but then it wouldn’t be much of a surprise for them getting better. It was something his grandmother used to do whenever any of the family members were sick.

“It’s a sweet treat that someone who is ill can look forward to when they have gotten better. A reason to get well faster.” The words his grandmother said echoed in his thoughts as he picked up the dirty mixing bowl and utensils and placed them in the sink. He washed his hands and dried them off with the towel next to the sink.
He looked over at the window as he thought, “Hm.... getting too warm in here.”

Ludwig walked over to the other side of the classroom and opened up the large, elongated windows typical to the University. “It’s a good view from the kitchen,” he thought as he looked out to the grounds of the campus.

It was a simple lay out, a path that curved to each building for students and staff to reach their destination. Not all students were going to another class or event as some were studying under the young trees that spread out from the area or hanging with their friends. Even the art students were making use of the beautiful day.

Ludwig moved his gaze over the different scenes until he forced himself back to the task at hand. He needed to finish up cleaning. He was working on putting some of the ingredients away when the buzzer went off. He went to the drawers and pulled out a couple of oven gloves. Donning them, he opened the oven and got hit with the smell of cinnamon, nutmeg and brown sugar.

“It turned out great.” He smiled at the cake as he pulled it out and placed it on the cooling rack that was sitting on the counter. He grabbed a fork and pushed it into the cake a bit. It was clean as he took it out.

“Great! Now for the final touches,” he thought as he turned around and turned off the oven. He walked over to the stove that held the pot of simmering apple-flavored glaze. He turned the stove off and set the pot aside to cool a bit. He then turned to work on finishing up the last of his cleaning ignoring the large open window behind him.

[Feliciano Vargas]

Feliciano was visiting the university today! Ignorant of all the odd looks he was getting, the happy-go-lucky brunette skipped down the paths between the buildings.

Here at the university, there were a lot of people Feliciano's own age. And they were all studying so many different things, too! It made Feliciano's head spin: how in the world did the people studying things choose only one thing to study when there was such a selection to pick through? Feliciano was actually relieved he didn't need to study anything at all: all he wanted to do was paint and draw, and he already knew how to do that perfectly well! Mama's tutors had seen to that! But the other stuff...even if Feliciano didn't care about it too much, it was still interesting...

Those thoughts instantly changed course as soon as a wonderful smell reached Feliciano's nostrils. Pausing in mid-skip, Feliciano sniffed the air for a moment. What was that deliciously sweet scent? It smelled all sugary and cake-y...

"Ah! Someone's making a cake!" Feliciano exclaimed. "Cake, cake! It smells so good...I want to eat it too..."

Drooling, Feliciano turned in the direction the smell of cake was coming from. It really smelled like a super-sweet and delicious cake...Feliciano couldn't wait to taste it! It had to be even better than it smelled, right? Of course!

The scent led Feliciano to an open window. Inside, he could see a kitchen, and inside the kitchen Feliciano could see someone doing kitchen-y things. But the thing that held Feliciano's attention was the source of the delicious cake-y scent: a cake!

"It's a cake! And it smells so delicious! I can have a piece, right? I want to have a piece!"

In his eagerness to take in the delicious smell, Feliciano leaned in through the window itself. If he leaned too much farther inwards, Feliciano was going to end up toppling through. He was much too interested in that cake to really notice this, though!

[Ludwig Beilschmidt]

He was working on the last pot when he heard something. He continued to ignore it since it was from outside and thought it was just friends calling out for each other. He held up the pot to check for any remnants of food before he place it on the drying rack.

“It’s a cake! And it smells so delicious! I can have a piece, right? I want to have a piece!”

That sudden shouting closed by made him jump as the pot slipped out of his hands and splashed water on his shirt.
“Ack. Grrrr” Frustrated he turned around to shout at who just shouted to him. A young man who seems about his age was halfway through the window.

“Hey what are you doing?!” He should of reconsidered as his yelling made the other jumped and gravity force the person to fall into the room. Ludwig was shocked before the panic set in. He rushed over to the young man, checking him over.

“Ah, Sorry. I didn’t mean to have you fall in here. Are you alright?”

He crouched down looking for anything bleeding or anything that is bruising now. He took the chance to get a better look at the other man. He was skinny, with skin that seen the sun a bit. His hair brown and was ruffled since his fall was cause of it that and a curl was sticking out. His eyes are closed at the moment since the fall. Ludwig concern grew when the other man didn’t open his eyes.

“Hey, are you truly alright?”

[Feliciano Vargas]

Feliciano was so interested in the cake he was smelling that when the person doing kitchen-y things suddenly started yelling, it startled him right into losing his balance. And considering where he was so precariously balanced at the moment...Feliciano landed on the kitchen floor in a heap.

...O-Ow...that really hu-hurt...

He was already tearing up and sniffling, but before Feliciano could really get a good cry going, someone was helping him off the floor. And it was definitely one of those meanie floors...floors didn't need to be so hard...Feliciano sniffled louder.

“Ah, Sorry. I didn’t mean to have you fall in here. Are you alright?”

Hmm? Feliciano looked up to see the kitchen-y person was the one helping him sit upright. He had blond hair and blue eyes, and looked like a really serious kind of person. Or maybe just a really frowny kind of person, because he was frowning at Feliciano now.

“Hey, are you truly alright?”[/b]

Feliciano sniffled one last time, then beamed a happy smile back at the man. It had just occurred to him that he didn't know who this blond fellow was...which meant that Feliciano had just found a new friend! Especially since he was being so nice, it looked like he wanted to be friends with Feliciano too, and that was just wonderful!

"Hi! I'm Feliciano! What's your name? Are you a baker? Oh, I bet you're a baker! Because why else would you be in here baking a cake that smells so delicious and cake-y and wonderful if you weren't a baker that bakes cakes!"

He was starting to drool again, the cake smell was even better on this side of the window than it had been outside!

"Its smells so good in here...like a cake paradise..." Feliciano giggled, mostly to himself.