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“They’re sold out again!” You exclaim as you rejoin Lilia at your table.
“What a shame,” Lilia says. “Perhaps I’ll try to make you one since you’ve been craving it so long.”
“No!” you exclaim a bit too quickly.
“It’s no trouble at all!” Lilia says with a smile before standing up from his chair. “I will inquire about their recipe. Wait a moment.”
He completely ignored your pleas of him to sit down and that it wasn’t a big deal. You really didn’t want to have to deal with the chaos that ensues when he decides to cook. Lilia made his was to the counter. The barista gave Lilia a confused look when he asked. You suspected they were trying to decipher if Lilia was serious or not.
“Um, these actually come frozen… we don’t make them here. But you might be able to find the recipe, or at least one for a similar pastry online,” the barista responds after a few seconds of silence.
“How unfortunate,” Lilia says before returning to your table.
“They aren’t even fresh,” Lilia informs you.
You glare at him for ignoring you earlier.
“I knew that… but they’re still really good!” You respond.
Lilia hums.
“I’m serious, when we finally get one, you’ll see,” you say.
You both get out the school work you were planning on working on. You both had a poison refining practical exam coming up and decided to review the components of the hardest potion. This was one of Lilia’s favorite subjects and he excelled at it. He enjoyed giving you pointers and telling you stories of times he came into contact with various poisons, potions and plants. Honestly, conversations with him often lead to an anecdote or history lesson of some sort, but you really enjoyed it.
After your studying session you both headed back to NRC together and said your good nights. You made plans to meet up after school at the Diasomnia lounge.
“Hello!” Lilia greeted upside down right as you sat in one if the chairs in the lounge.
You jumped in fright and Lilia chuckled. Seriously though.. how are you not used to this by now??
“Hey Lilia, what’s up?” You ask.
Your heart was still hammering in your chest from the jumpscare he gave you but yelling at him about it just entertained him more.
“I have something for you!” He exclaimed before poofing away into a cloud of green sparkles.
He returned less than a minute later with a plate that had a hockey puck on it? It smelled like burnt rubber mixed with a slightly sweet smell you couldn’t quite identify.
“I made that pastry you wanted!” He exclaimed with a wide smile on his face.
“I’m not eating that,” you say seriously.
“Awww come on I worked so hard to make this!” Lilia whined.
“I told you not to Lilia, your cooking is inedible,” you reply.
“All the time and effort and look! I burnt my finger all for this pastry because you wanted it so badly,” Lilia continued his theatrics, sticking his bandaged finger out so he could prove his point.
“Why don’t you try it then?” You asked.
You were sure there was no way he was going to do it and hoped he would drop the subject but-
The way the burnt puck crunched between Lilia’s teeth you were sure yours would break off.
“It’s delicious!” Lilia exclaimed.
He broke his composure at the absolutely disgusted look you were giving him. He burst out laughing.
“You never cease to amaze me,” you reply.
He always manages to do something you don’t expect. It was one of the reasons you loved to hang around him.
“It is one of my best creations, truly. If you don’t want it, I guess I can share it with Malleus, Silver and Sebek during our tea party later.” Lilia said. “Although I don’t see why you would pass up such a wonderful dessert.”
Lilia disappeared into a cloud of green sparkles as he returned to food to the kitchen and picked something else up.
“Here!” He said holding out the real pastry you were looking for.
You didn’t bother asking if he made it because you knew there was no way. It looked exactly like the original, and he never tried to cook anything normal.
“Aw, you got one Lilia?! Thank you so much!” You exclaim and wrap your arms around him in a tight hug. “Where did you find this? It seems like they are sold out everywhere!”
Lilia smiled smugly before telling you that he knows the owner of one of the oldest cafes on Sage’s Island and personally requested the pastry be added to the menu.
“He’s an old man who doesn’t keep up with the trends, you see.” He said.
The situation turned out great for everyone luckily, as the cafe got even more customers than normal, and costumers got to try a fresh version of the pastry that came frozen to the other cafes. Lilia emphasized the fact that the pastry was fresh, even though you insisted it wasn’t that big of a deal earlier. When you took a bite though, you realized that it actually was more delicious than the one you had before. The texture of the pastry was a bit more buttery and flaky, and the filling had a stronger fruit taste that didn’t overpower the sweetness or butteriness at all.
“This is delicious! It is way better than the other one,” you admit.
Lilia watched you eat with a mix of smugness, and contentment. He enjoyed seeing you be happy and really enjoy the things you liked. He of course, enjoyed being right too.
You hand him the plate and urge him to take a bite. He obliged and his eyes widened slightly.
“Wow! Reaching out to that owner was a great decision!” He exclaimed before handing the plate back to you.
“How else could such a delicious pastry exist?” He continued.
Classic Lilia with his self praise. You rolled your eyes and let out a small laugh of amusement. He was right, albeit a little too self assured. But that was one thing about him that amused you about him.
“Yea, yea,” you say.
You take another bite of the pastry you’ve been craving forever and you’re grateful for what Lilia did for you. It truly was very delicious, and finally not sold out!