2P!EnglandXChild!Reader Cupcakes Make You Smile

When you look at a cupcake, you’ve got to smile – Anne Byrn

Today was holiday. You went to the park with your mother and as soon as you got there, you played with other children at the playground. You mostly knew the children there. There were Alfred, Lovino and Feliciano, Ludwig, Bella, Peter, Eliza and many more. You saw your mother was gathering with other parents, she seemed to enjoy the company. Well, you did too. You didn’t really pay attention to your mother and back to play with your friends.

When it came to noon, your friend went home one by one. The last one was Lovino and Feliciano before they were picked by their father, Antonio. They bid you good byes and you waved your hand too. Now, it’s time for you to go home too. You turned around to call your mother. “Mom! Are we-“

You stopped mid sentence as you didn’t see your mother. You looked left and right but she was not there. You heart beat faster now. You were scared. “Mom!!” you called again. You started to panic. You began to run around the park, looking for her. But even after you did it, you still didn’t find her.

You stopped in front of a tree and panted. Your eyes began welling up. Did your mom forget about you? Or did your mom leave you? You didn’t know what to do other than crying. “Mo-Mom… *hic* W-where are you..?” you said between sobs.

Suddenly someone tapped your shoulder, making you jumped and whipped your head fast to see who it was. You had hoped it to be your mother but it wasn’t. Instead of what you had hoped, the one who tapped your small shoulder was a man. “Are you alright?” he asked with soft voice. You backed away a bit as you remembered your mother’s advice: not to talk to strangers.

“Oh, don’t be afraid, poppet. I won’t bite you or anything,” he said, smiling.

You saw the man with your teary eyes. He wore dominantly pink and bright colors clothing and if what you saw was right, even his hair was bright pink. Was it because of your blurry vision or was it his real hair? You asked yourself.

The men knelt so his eyes were the same level with yours. Slowly he reached out his hand and wiped your tears, “Oh, sweetie, what makes you cry? Are you lost?” he asked concerned. You somehow felt the urge to reply him, “I-I’m not l-lost…” you said, “I-it’s mommy, I can’t f-find her,” your tears started to fall again.

The man took a handkerchief and wiped your tears with it, “Ssh... don’t cry, poppet, don’t cry. Everything’s going to be alright, so don’t cry…”

While you tried not to cry, it only got worse. The man sighed and carried you to the nearest bench and sat you there. He sat beside you and helped you to wipe your tears. After a while, you managed to stop crying. “Now, now, poppet, that’s better,” he smiled. You held his handkerchief in your hands and waited him to do something else.

“Poppet, do you want to drink something?” he asked you.

You nodded and he took out a bottle of water and let you drank. After you drank, you felt much better and easier. You handed the bottle to him and he took it as he asked, “My name’s Oliver. May I know your name, poppet?”

“M-My name’s (name),” you replied.

“Aww, what a cute name~ Now, (name), do you think your mom go somewhere she need to go?” he asked.

You shook your head for you really didn’t know. Oliver thought for a while then said, “Okay then, how about we wait for her here. If she just go somewhere for a while, I’m sure she’ll be back.”

You just nodded, didn’t really want to talk because your voice didn’t give you the right voice after you cried. And so, you and the man waited there on the bench, for your mother.

After some time that felt like forever, your mother still didn’t come and you clutched tightly to the handkerchief as you looked down. Meanwhile, Oliver looked at you with sad eyes. You looked really down and you didn’t have any cheerful aura surround you. He couldn’t stand seeing children like this. Children should be smiling to their heart’s content, not frowning like this.

“Uhh…” Oliver started, “Poppet, do you want something to eat?”

You turned your face to see him and wore a confused look. He wore his smile and dug into his bag and revealed a box of cupcakes. You stared at them and were amazed by how cute and beautiful they looked. The icing was bright colors and every cupcake had at least one spot with pink or blue, but the images varied.

“They’re cupcakes I made! Pick one!” he said cheerfully.

You changed your gaze to his face then back to the cupcakes. You pick one and held it with your hands, releasing the handkerchief. “Now, poppet, just take a bite!”

You did as he said and as soon as you bite it, the sugar icing melted in your mouth and the cupcake taste really good. Slowly, a smile was formed on your face. “I-It’s good… it’s very delicious!” you said, smiling.

“I’m glad you like it, poppet! Take your time to eat it.”

You happily eat it little by little until it’s done and you wiped your mouth with the handkerchief before realizing it was not yours. Oliver looked at you and somehow knew what you were thinking and said, “It’s fine, poppet. I give it to you, in case you need it again,” he patted your head and continued, “So… how’s my cupcake, sweetie?”

Your face brightened up and said, “It was the best cake I’ve ever had!! It’s so delicious!”

He smiled, “Finally you smile again! Cupcakes always make you smile!!”

You were quiet when you just knew he did it to cheer you up. But then you nodded, saying that you agreed with him about the cupcakes. He started another conversation with you and you replied him.

For almost half an hour after that, you heard faint voice. It seemed to call your name from far. You stopped the conversation with Oliver and looked around. You stopped when you saw your mother was calling your name and a bit running. You hopped off the bench and ran to your mother as you called too, “Mooomm!!”

You mother immediately looked at your direction and caught you in her hug. “(name)… I’m so worried about you… I thought I lost you…” she said and released her hug, “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you that I’m leaving for a while, (name). I thought you would play as long as you used to.”

You just silent and hugged her tightly as she patted your hair. From behind, Oliver saw your reunion and just stayed there. When you finally regained your composure, you tugged your mother’s sleeve and pulled her to Oliver’s place.

Oliver saw that and automatically stood to greet your mother. “Mom, this is Mister Oliver. He accompanied me to wait you here,” you told her. Your mother greeted him and said her thanks for accompanying you. You also thanked him and now it was time for you to go home.

“Goodbye, (name),” he said.

You looked at him and said, “I’ll give it back to you,” you lifted the handkerchief, “I promise.”

“I shall wait then~” he said smiling and you smiled too. You waved your hand to him and went home with your mother.

~ time skip ~

Two days after the event, you went to the market with your mother. You held her hand tightly so you wouldn’t lose. Your mother stopped at the baking ingredients section and looked for what she needed. Meanwhile you turned your face to see whatever was surround you and something caught your eyes, a person covered with pink clothing. You lifted your head to see higher and his hair was pink.

You slowly distanced yourself from your mother and approached the person. You tugged his sleeve, which made him turned his gaze to you and smiled, “Oh, poppet, nice to meet you again!”

You smiled and hugged his leg. “Who are you with, poppet?”

“I’m with my mom, there!” you pointed. Then something clicked. You searched in your pocket and took out a handkerchief, “This is yours, Mister! Just like I promise!”

He took it from you and thanked you. “So, what are you doing here, Mister Oliver?” you asked.

“Oh, I’m just restocking my baking materials. Flours, eggs, et cetera,” he replied.

“Really? Can I eat your cupcake again, sir?” you asked happily.

“Well, of course, poppet!”