wonders what he's baking and where he has been?

baking blueberry muffins. He's been swamped with things as of late but now he had a moment to himself.

can understand how it is to be busy but was glad the other was back although he thinks baking cake would have been a better idea too muffins.

in the mood to make muffins, though if Ludwig wants he may think of them as mini cakes.

doesn't have that much of an imagination to pretend muffins are cakes.

that's too bad then. Poor Ludwig and his lack of cake.

could always go make his own cake. It wasn't the end of the world. Bl

figures he can if he wishes. No need to get snippy.

isn't getting snippy, is just stating a possibility.

as though there is snippyness there harboring beneath the surface.

Roderich is hallucinating and plus why would he be snippy when he hasn't seen the Austrian for quite a while.

perhaps he is. Ah well.

if he'd be up for going to a cafe and ordering desserts. Vienna is very famous for that.

figures he should get out of the house a bit. All the work was starting to get to him. ~__~

can wait till after he's done with the muffins, if he wants.

just about finished. They're cooling on the counter.

wait for him at the cafe in that case. Does a Viennese mix coffee sound good?

that sounds perfect. He will be along shortly.

takes a seat at the back of the cafe with two cups of coffee and two desserts, waiting patiently. He hoped the Austrian didn't get lost.

does get lost along the way. Oh he hated street signs they never told him a damned thing. What was the point of them? BT

glances down at his watch sipping at his coffee. He probably got lost. Bl

very much lost. Eventually he gave up and sat down on a park bench to fume silently. This was why he never 'met' people places. He needed to be picked up.

had wanted to give him a chance and ends up finishing his coffee and buying another to go because the one intended for Roderich had gone cold. It doesn't take Ludwig to find the Austrian and sits beside him

passing the coffee to the other man. "I don't even know how you get lost all the time."

sighs, taking the coffee and crossing one leg over the other so as to appear taller. His pride always took a blow when someone needed to come to his rescue. "Nor do I. But I doubt this will change anytime soon.

leans back against the bench giving the Austrian at least a bit more of a height difference. "I also brought us dessert too. But we can eat that later."

glances at Ludwig before he sips from his coffee. "Danke." He's quiet for a moment, slowly relaxing. "And thank you for coming to find me."

had been glancing up at the sky momentarily. "I was about to leave you lost."

stares at him a little annoyed. "And why is that?"

(( Shit, I mean't wasn't about too. ))

releases how that came out and laughs a little. " I mean I wasn't about to leave you lost."

relaxes a little at that and sips from his coffee. "I should hope not. I would be quite upset with you."

knows that very well. "I'll remember to always pick you up."

- "That is all I ask." He sighed, looking up at the sky. "So, tell me what I've missed in my absence."

there is quite a bit of things he's missed. "You missed Gilbert and my birthday." He starts.

stares at him for a moment, speechless. "Oh..." Oh that's right! He didn't much care for Gilbert, but.. "Forgive me. I didn't remember. I lost complete track of time."

smiles softly. "It's okay, I was mostly giving you a hard time."

sighs. "Even so, I will make it up to you. Ah!" He flashes the German a little grin. "I know what to do."

quirks a brow curious now. "We could just eat the dessert I bought at your place?"

- "If you want, but I still need to make it up to you."

doesn't think Roderich does and plus they lived for so long a birthday was really nothing if importance. "Should we head back?"

doesn't think so. Not when it was Ludwig's birthday. He still thought of him as a child. "Yes."

that he certainly isn't a child anymore. He nods as he gets up waiting for Roderich to follow.

knows that he isn't but quite frankly he doesn't care. He smiles, standing and following alongside him.

begins the easy stroll back. "I got you a mozart cake." He says idly as he readjusts the plastic bag around his arm. "That's the on you like, ja?"

smiles fondly. "Yes. Though I wouldn't turn down anything sweet."

knows that very well. "Sehr gut."

pulls the front door.open when they reach his home and he gestures for Ludwig to go ahead first.

thanks him and steps into the house waiting for Roderich to enter after him.