You hung up with Peter then went to check your closet. You moved all the clothes that you wanted (ragazza) to try on to the front of the closet where you could get them easily. She always thought your closet was so big and never wanted to cause you the trouble of looking through it. She was so nice.
You held up an all pink dress with a white bow around the waist and flower like frills at the bottom. You thought she would love this one. "She's going to look at this and say 'Oh thank you big cousin! I love it so much! I can't wait to wear it out!'," You hug the dress before you hear your goddaddy knocking at the door.
You hung the dress back up then scurried off. When you open it, you hug Flavio first then give a big hug to your cousin. "Oh hello, my dear cousin!"
"You two have fun~!" Flavio left the scene, back to his car. You waved excitedly to him as he drove off.
"Bye godaddy!" You take (ragazza's) hand then lead her inside.
"So. What do you wanna do?"
"Oh, I have a day of surprises for you!" you squealed as you thought of the many things you had planned for the day.
"I don't know if I like this or not."
You cover your mouth as you laugh. "Oh don't worry, cousin! You'll love it! First, I have all the dresses out that I want you to try on! That way, I don't have to search my closet!"
You clap, "Yay!!! Lets go!" You skip off towards your room, expecting her to just follow you.
"W-why don't we bake together first!" she suggested.
"I've been practicing~! I-I'm getting better."
"That's good. Last time, you kind of burned the rice."
"T-that rice was difficult to make!"
"You just had to put it in the microw-"
"S-stop bringing up old stuff!!"
"It was last we-"
"What did I say?!! Lets just bake!!" she stormed off to the kitchen.
"...It's nice to see you all enthusiastic like this~!" When you got to the kitchen, she was getting out ingredients. She had out eggs, butter, vanilla, and sugar so far. "What are we baking?"
Thirty minutes later, she was sitting at the dining room table with her head down, pouting. "I don't wanna bake anymore!"
"We're almost done though. Do you want me to finish them?"
She shifted her head. "Yes"
"Cookies are stupid!"
"Aww. No there's not. Look. Let me show you."
"No! I don't wanna anymore! It mocks me!"
You pat her back. "...When was the last time you had a nap, cousin?"
"Naps are stupid! I sleep when I die!"
"See. There's your problem. You're cranky (ragazza)," Before she could retort to you, a knock cut her off. You smiled widely. "Could you get the door for me, while I put the cookies in the oven?"
"Sure," she agreed.
You went off to the oven and opened it. You got the pan with all the cookie dough placed on it. As soon as the tin of the pan touched the metal rack in the oven, you heard (ragazza), "Aaaahhhh!! Save me!" She ran to the kitchen and got behind you. "T-there's a terrible...thing at your door!"
"W-what?! Oh goodness! What is it?!"
"Aww. What happened to my hug?", you heard Ravis' voice.
"Why are you here, trash?!!"
"(ragazza). Don't be mean. That's my friend, Ravis," you explained.
You noticed her stiffen and a grip develop on your shirt. "...Friend?"
You close the oven up then nod. "Yes. Come on." You take her wrist and walk her out of the kitchen. Peter waves subtly to you and Ravis grins. "(ragazza). This is Ravis. Ravis, this is my cousin, (ragazza)."
"I know who he is," she hissed. "I would have told you but I just don't want to cuss while I'm over your house. Whenever he's mentioned, cuss words follow."
"That's my girlfriend," Ravis told you.
"I am not nor will I ever!" He kissed at her. "Dog!!" She shook her head around and let out a deep breath. "Hi Peter," her voice sounded sweeter as she talked to him.
"Oh yeah. You know Peter! I'm his wifey."
She rubbed her ear. "What?"
"Uh-huh! Me and Peter are married~!"
She blinked a few times then cleared her throat. "Oh...T-that's nice."
"Thank you! I think it's nice that you and Ravis a-"
"We are nothing!" she quickly corrected you.
"Baby! I'm gonna get hurt here in a second."
"Die!" He walked closer to her and she squeaked before moving you directly in front of her. "Go away!" He tried moving you to the side but she moved you the other way to help protect herself.
"(r-ragazza)!" you complained.
"Make him leave me alone!"
He tried to move you one more time but she pushed you forward then ran to the table and hid behind a chair. "...I think she likes you, Ravis!" you loudly announced.
"Don't give him false hope!!" she yelled to you.
"All great relationships start with one person who just doesn't get it yet. You know, Peter used to get shy when I mentioned our marriage."
"(p-poppet)!" Peter blushed.
"Ha! Pete's a bitch!" Ravis teased him.
"Fuck you! You're just mad cause all girls hate you."
"I have a girlfriend. She's just shy."
"Fuck you!! Get closer to me and I'll knee you again!" your cousin proclaimed.
"Oh, you two are so cute together!" you cheered.
"(poppet)!! Why?!" she whimpered.
You went over to her and pet her head. "Oh little cousin. You're just confused about you feelings."
"No I am not!!" You help her from behind the chair.
"It's ok. I'll go check on our cookies, (ragazza)~! Petey. Help me get them out."
"Whatever," he went off behind you.
You put on your light blue oven mitts then had Peter open the oven. "(ragazza) and Ravis would be so much cuter if they didn't argue so much, don't you think?" you questioned him and slipped the pan out of the oven.
"I don't get it. Ravis never liked girls like her. He didn't like ones that fought back...cause he's a pervert."
"I don't think he is."
"You also think sex is just to have babies."
"This is why you don't think he's a pervert, when he is."
"Oh...Well (ragazza) must like it or something."
"Probably. She's only eleven too."
"We were married since I was seven."
"We weren't married!"
"But we are married now," you smile slyly and rub against his arm.
"You're really fucking weird."
You plated the cookies on a fancy pink and blue tray. Peter reached for one and you hit his hand. "Not until (ragazza) sees how pretty they came out! She was sad that hers didn't taste like mine when we were tasting the dough."
You bring the cookies to the dining room table where (ragazza) and Ravis were sitting. They were both quiet and you could tell (ragazza) was glaring at him. "(ragazza). Look at our cookies. Don't they look pretty?"
"Hm?...Yeah, I guess so"
"I bet they taste just as good!" You hold the plate towards her, encouraging her to try one. She looked around the plate, as if she was trying to find a specific one. "What is it?"
"Which one's mine?"
"Does it matter? I bet they taste just as good as mine!"
She narrowed her eyes at you. "...Which one's mine?"
You lowered your head. "T-they're at the bottom."
She pushed over some of the cookies to get to hers. After she took a bite, she started sulking at the table. "T-they suck again."
"(r-ragazza)! I-I'm sure they taste just fine!"
"T-they're horrible! You're way better at baking than I am!"
"They're fine! Really!" You take one of hers off the tray and bite into it. After chewing it a bit, you slow down as the taste starts to set in.
"D-do you like them?" Her hopeful voice reached your ears.
You awkwardly nod your head and force yourself to continue to chew and look normal. "Y-yep! J-just fine, like I said."
"Really? I didn't think they were that good b-but if you say they are, then they must be! Maybe I wasn't tasting them hard enough...," You swallow and cough a good amount. "You ok?"
"F-fine," you cleared your throat. "U-uhm. Ravis. Can you help me get something to drink?"
You hit your chest with your hand a few times before walking over and grabbing his wrist and dragging him there. "I-I'm so sorry I lied to my cousin. H-her cookies were awful."
"But anyway. That's not why we're here." you cleared up and opened the fridge. "Now you want to be with my cousin like me and Peter, right?"
"Something like that."
"Be serious or I won't help you! I won't let you have my cousin unless you really really like her."
"No. No. I want to hear how much you like her." You pull out a juice pack and as you're getting the straw out, you hear him smack his teeth. "Do you like her or not?"
"I like her."
"...I don't fucking know!"
You shrug, "Then I guess I don't know how to help you."
"Alright. Alright. I like her a lot..."
"I think she's real awesome and kick ass. I like how she can beat anybody who she thinks just looked at her wrong. I like how much she cusses. That's pretty hot. She doesn't give a shit what your opinion is, if it doesn't agree with hers."
You smile and sip your juice as he goes down the list. You swat your hand in the air. "Ok! I believe you! I'll tell you what to do!"
"Are you just fucking with me?"
"No. Don't do anything. Don't talk to her, don't touch her, don't look at her. I promise, she'll realize how much she loves you too real fast. Leave it to me cause I have a plan."
"...I'm gonna listen to you, even though I have no idea what the hell you're talking about."
You pat his shoulder before walking off to the dining room where you left Peter and (ragazza). "(ragazza)! Lets get you in some of these clothes~! I'm sure Ravis would think you look absolutely adorable in pink!" You couldn't make out what she said, but you heard her mumble something. "What?"
"I said, are you sure? Why not next time, I buy you some clothes too then we could switch. That way it won't just be me."
You thought on it. It was a good idea but then again, she did always have good ideas. You still wanted her to try on at least one of the dresses. "Oh...but I would really like to see you in this really cute pink dress I had. I can't quite fit it anymore. It has white frills at the bottom and a silky white bow around the waist. I know how much you like silk, cousin."
"You know me so well..."
"What do you think Ravie?"
"Oh. (poppet). You got his name wrong."
"Yeah. You called him 'Ravie'. I'm sure you di-"
"Oh! I meant to call him that. I nicknamed him cause I like him. Like Petey"
"Doesn't that dress sound pretty?!"
She stood from her chair. "Well. You were asking Ravis, weren't you? What do you think?" She looked to him but he didn't answer, just like you told him.
What you were planning to do was to use the loving power of pink to help (ragazza) realize her feelings. So all you had to do was get (ragazza) in that dress and then she and Ravis would be in love and together forever, just like you planned.
"Ravis?" she called to him a second time. She crooked her head as she stood in front of him. "Ravis! Say something to me!...Ravis!"
Oh no. She was starting to get rowdy with his quietness. You had to get her attention before she did something violent, like punch him or something. While you were thinking of something to do, she grabbed the collar of his shirt and kissed him, right before slapping the crap out of his face and yelling, "You jerk! I hate you!"
You were so confused. Did she like him or hate him? Why did she kiss him if she hates him? "I-I! I-I don't understand!" you made known but then Ravis kissed (ragazza) which threw you off even more. She hated him, why would he kiss her? These two confused you to the utmost.
They soon parted then whispered to one another. Though you guessed you were happy for them but you also decided to be sad that they weren't or are together? You didn't know anymore. You just decided not to put that much thought into it and be glad that you and Peter's relationship wasn't as complicated as those two's. You mean, Peter might have denied your marriage but he ever said he hated you or anything.
"Thanks (poppet)." Ravis thanked you.
"U-uhm. You're welcome?" you gave him and awkward thumbs up. Yeah, you just didn't know anymore.
A week later, you and Peter were over your house watching tv on the couch in the living room. As you lean your head against his shoulder, you sighed deeply. Peter rubbed your arm. "What's the matter, my little baker?"
"...Do you think I'm pretty?"
"Of course I do."
You scoot to the side, away from him a little then look down. "...Nu-uh."
"You think I wear too much pink, huh?"
"Pink looks really good on you."
"Liar!" you shouted. You move your feet onto the couch and bring your knees into your chest.
"(name). What's the matter?"
"You don't think I'm pretty!" He moved closer to you but you pushed him away and turned your head. "No!"
"(name). You can't be serious." You sniffed and wiped at your eyes. "What's wrong? Really."
"I-I don't know." You hug him tightly as a few tears slip. "A-auntie Dyah would tell me what was wrong with me if I felt like this...b-but she can't do that anymore."
"N-no it isn't! W-what am I gonna do without my female guidance?" All of your tears finally tumbled down as you moved your eyes against his shirt. "...I-I remember auntie told me, if I have any girl problems to tell daddy, 'Get my auntie right this second. I'm PMSing'" you cracked a smile at the memory. "S-she said she'd be here before I finish my pint of ice cream...I-I get it now...I-if I eat some ice cream, d-do you think she'll come?"
"(name)..." Peter pets your head.
"T-that was stupid..."
"It's alright. I miss her too."
You sit up and sniffle. You look to his eyes. "What do you miss about her? You've never talked about her with me a-and I can't talk to anyone else about her. Daddy wasn't very close to her and I'd hate to say something about her to goddaddy...He tries so hard to put on that smile now...So tell me, how did you meet her?"
You get move comfortable on the couch and rest the side of your head against the back of the couch as you waited for his answer. You were actually quite curious to know how they met and when. "My dad hired her to babysit me when I was younger. Then, she was basically living on the streets but for some reason my parents said 'Fuck it. Let the weird half Russian chick watch our seven year old son while we leave for hours at a time" You show a light smile and roll your eyes at his sarcasm. "The first time, I think I was five but she really showed up a lot when I was around seven. She was like my mom pretty much. Everything I know about girls, she taught me."
He nods, "When I met you that day in the park, I told her about it. She told me if I liked you, to push you on the swings" Your cheeks tinted. "I-I wasn't gonna do it but you actually didn't know how to."
Your smile grew brighter as a giggle slipped from your lips. "Oh, that's my auntie~!"
You put both of your arms around his neck and lay your head on his shoulder. You take in a deep breath as his arms wrap around your waist. As you exhale, you nod your head against his neck. "We can miss her together. You know why? Cause auntie loved us."
"I-I didn't know I missed her so much...I didn't know she did so much for me, now that I think about it. She'd always stop Tino whenever I did something stupid and would take me with her when he was too mad to deal with me."
"Auntie cared about you a lot...E-even when s-she...was on drugs, s-she cared enough about your safety to get me to help. S-she didn't want to send you in alone."
"I argued with her so much about that. I told her over and over that I could do it myself. She actually never sent me out by myself. When I did go out, it was because she didn't want to leave me at the house...She never liked taking me with her. She always told me to never do anything she would do and lecture me first whenever I did some stupid shit and explained to me why it was stupid...Then she'd beat my ass but still."
You rocked side to side in the hug then heard a sniff come from him and tightened your hug. "We won't forget you, auntie."