You knew that your father couldn’t cook. Everyone did.
And it was only because of one moment.
It was a glorious day. The temperature was pleasant and the breeze was light enough to keep you pleasantly cool but not freezing. The sky was a bright blue, save for a few wispy clouds that lazily drifted over the landscape. You had woken up mere minutes earlier so that you could see your Uncle Ludwig off. He was scheduled to be in New York by nine o’clock that night, but he wanted to get there early so that he didn’t even have a chance of running behind. Your father was living with his younger brother, for reasons unknown. Well… at least you didn’t know them.
You weren’t sure why your father seemed so nervous when your uncle left. Your uncle had left you and your father back in Germany plenty of times when he traveled the world for his meetings. It wasn’t as if he didn’t know how to take care of you, either. He had raised you!
As your Uncle Luddy shut the door behind him, you peeked out the window to see him placing his duffel bag in the trunk of his car before climbing in the driver’s seat and taking off. You quickly turned back to your father, your eyes lighting up. “Papa, I’m hungry!” you exclaimed, smiling.
Your father’s face morphed into a look of horror for a half a second before his usual cocky smile returned. “Yeah? Well, it is eight in the morning. We can eat cereal!”
“I don’t want cereal.”
Prussia seemed extremely relieved. “I can make those,” he muttered, walking to the kitchen and opening the freezer. Once he had pulled out the cardboard box that was filled with the frozen breakfast treats, he pulled out a toaster from a cabinet. He popped two waffles in it and turned to see you swinging your legs from one of the too-big chairs at the table. He grinned.
You and your father talked for a few minutes before the toaster’s bell went off and he raced back to the kitchen to grab your breakfast. He came back to the table, carrying… two charred waffles.
“How did you manage to burn toaster waffles?”
“I don’t even know. You want ice cream?”
“It’s better than burned waffles.”
This was cute! I think it would have made a bit more sence with England, but nonetheless it was very sweet!
Reminds me of when my mom set the toaster oven on fire with a taco shell!😝
You be england or british (some british people can cook though.) (no offense if your britishand your cooking is good)
That happened to me when i was little I put it in for to long and I was all like where did the popcorn bag go because the microwave was filled with smoke and when I opened it smoke came out and my mom was in the shower and ended up running out with just a robe and running the microwave outside after my popcorn was thrown out I was like but then I was like I can make a new one
When I was about 5 I almost burnt the house down microwaving a brownie too long XD and now A days I still burn eggs and even friggin ramen *sigh* IM NOT EVEN BRITISH! I'm half german and all I can cook is pasta OMG and I act like italy but I have blonde hair an ice blue eyes
Did you like...not keep an eye on the ramen? Well, it's okay, we all have our faults...For example, I giggle way too much, and I am SUPER lazy.
Yeah I was like "okay now the ramen will cook im gonna wait in mah room on mah phone" *gets distracted cause of adhd* "hey what's that smell?" *sees ramen* "FUCK!"
I think that happened to me once.... worst day of my life, cuz my mom had me eat the burnt ramen anyways.
Omg poor u
It tasted like what I imagine is Iggy's cooking...
i can cook eggs brownies but i dont know how to cook ramen im only 9
Don't worry. I burned mac n cheese
lol the more i think about it my dad is soooooooo much like Germany basically my dad IS Germany he lived there and had a son there so i have a stepbrother who was born in germany and he knows germany and OMG OMG ITS SO AWESOME
My mom caught the toaster on fire... and didn't put it out because she didn't want too brake a nail..... I put out the fire and had to explain to her how you butter the toast after you take it out of the toaster!
I literally almost spit out my drink reading this. Ohhh my god. That's definitely a problem!
this is why im happy my mom and grandma taught me how to cook ive only burnt my toast 5 times out of 10 so its still better than my brother XD
Good thing I'm good at cooking.
I'm dreading the day we have to cook in home ec XD I thin I'm gonna blow up the kitchen!
My dad once burned cereal with milk. and he's part british.
I don't know if that's normal or if it's not.
Wait how did he burn cereal with milk isn't that impossible?
Well IDK, I thought so too until my dad proved me wrong by burning cereal.....Let's just say he's never allowed in the kitchen.......EVER!!!
Hehe I often forget foil is metal and accidentally putting it in the microwave. After about 5 seconds I'm like "****! ****! Get it out! Get it out!" ... Yeah I'll just go sit in the corner of shame now.