"Fine. What should I eat?"

"How about a peanutbutter and jelly sandwich?"

"Fine." He got up and headed to the kitchen.

Francis stood up and followed after him

Englad rummaged around in the fridge and then got all her needed.

Francis simply watched. "Would you like some tea?"

He cocked an eyebrow and smirked. "If you think you can do it right."

"I can try..." He opened a cupboard to pull out tea bags and got a tea kettle to boil the water.

Arthur giggled. "Want help?"

"... Yes please..." He said, hanging his head from his incompetence.

Arthur went to the stove and got the water ready. "Now wait for it to boil."

"Alrighty~" He looked at Arthur and smiled. "I can cook well, but get me to make tea...." He laughed.

Arthur smiled in return. "I can't cook according to other's, but my tea is ok."

Francis laughed softly. "Seems we'd make a good team then.."

England just blushed and cooked the tea, trying to hide his face. "Yeah...I guess so."

"It's true. I could make the food, and you the tea...."

"Are we talking like, in a restaurant or something?"

Francis laughed. "No, just here silly."

Arthur nodded. "Oh, ok." His face was tinted a soft pink.

"Does, that sound like a plan, mon cher?"

He nodded and then took the tea off. "A brilliant idea. Now go sit so I can serve you."

"Oh, alright..." Francis went to the kitchen table and sat down

Arthur got the tea poured and then put the cup on a saucer before bringing it to Francis. He put sugar and cream on the table, and a little spoon to stir with. "There we are." He say at the table with him own tea and a sandwich.

Francis smiled at the other. "Thank you, Arthur." He added a bit of sugar before stirring it.

Arthur just drank his black, nibbling at the sandwich every now and then. "I hope you like it..."