Amelia PoV
The kitchen staff was surprised to see us there, but they welcomed us and offered to help. I declined, saying I wanted to cook for my family myself. They understood and left us to our devices.
Tsuna stared at the big brick oven "Mama, Papa, Nora! Look!"
I smiled. He was so excited about the oven. He loved watching us grown ups bake. Maybe he would be a baker one day.
"That's a big oven," Niconora said. "Grandma could make us a lot of cakes with that."
Vadim laughed. "My mama would probably wonder if you see her as a cake farm."
I chuckled. She really would joke about that.
"Vadim, mind making Tsuna's favorite bread?" I asked as I opened the pantry to look for ingredients.
He nodded. "No problem. So, little man, still fond of bolillos?"
Tsuna nodded. "Yes! With lots of butter!"
Vadim laughed. "You got it. But you have to help me knead the dough, okay?"
"Okay!" Tsuna said, raising his tiny fists.
