Regal Recipes (Sequel to Forgetting Our Ending)

9-Start Again

"You have got to be kidding me." Regina laughed and looked down at her feet and placed her hands on her hips.
"What're you doing here?" He asked bewildered.
"I'm here as a representative of the school. We're having a fundraiser and I need to order the food." She stared at him obviously unamused.
"Well I'd like to apologise. Right now. I am not going to lie to you I don't remember much but I do remember I was a complete and utter-"
"Idiot? Asshole? Bastard?" Regina folded her arms and raised her brow.
"I was going to say arse but they apply too." He sheepishly smiled at her, unfazed by her Evil Queen glare, this Regina was taken aback by. She'd never met anyone who wasn't at least a little timid when she gave that look.
"Yes, well I have a list here. Hopefully we won't be spending too much time together after this week as then I shouldn't need to supervise your every move because I hope you know what you're doing." She looked in her bag for her phone and finally pulled it out. As she recited her list Robin hurriedly scribbled it down on a notepad.
"My god. When's all this for?"
"Next month. Now we need them to be about a theme. That's something we get the joy of coming up with together. Oh hang on." Regina looked to her buzzing phone as Ella's name popped up on the screen.
"Regina, Darling." She heard the voice drawl on the other end.
"Yes, Ella. What is it?"
"I am adding a little itty bitty thing to the list." Regina sighed, knowing it wasn't going to be 'itty bitty'.
"Right?"
"It a three tiered cake. You can choose the theme with that baker boy and also you don't mind supervising it do you? All it would be was a stop in every other day to check up on his work and what not? You know I could really use this to relieve the stress and you have always been such a good help-"
"It's fine Ella, I'll add that to the list and come in now and again." Regina said through gritted teeth.
"Oh thank you darling. I look forward to your daily updates." She could tell Ella was twisting everything, and she knew there was nothing she could do. This is what she did. Talk fast and make people think they're agreeing to one thing and keep adding things on until it's a whole other thing.
"But that means I have to come in every-"
"Thanks, darling. Gotta run!" And with that she'd hung up the phone. Leaving Regina with all the work.
"Your boss?" Robin asked without looking up.
"Kinda. We now also need a three tiered cake. If that's possible in the month we've given you." She smiled, understanding he was an ass but this was a lot.
"Yeah it should be no problem. Now what theme are we thinking? It's a performing arts school. Right?" He looked at her once before looking down and doodling.
"Yes we specialise in arts. So drama, dance, music and art." Regina felt like she was reciting the brochure they gave out to parents.
"Right. And we have two hundred cupcakes. So I suggest we do fifty cupcakes with a paintbrush on them. Fifty with a clapperboard thingy. Fifty with a microphone and fifty with a em..." He trailed off trying to think of a dancing thing that Marian could create  easily.
"Ballet shoe?" Regina offered as she watched him think.
"Yes! They could each roughly look like this?" He showed her his drawings on the notepad and she couldn't help but love them. But she'd never show it.
"Yes they'll do. Don't forget we have-"
"The brownies, I know. Now you said something about a cake?" He looked up with knitted brows at the thought of having to go through all this.
"Yes three tiered cake. We've to come up with the theme and flavours and whatever else. So I'm afraid you'll be stuck spending time with someone who can't loosen up." She looked to her phone then back to him as he stood up straight.
"I really am sorry. I genuinely was drunk out of my mind that night, I don't know what had gotten into me. I don't believe that you aren't fun. I just had some experiences in my past and what not but that's not an excuse. I truly am so apologetic. Truly." He looked at her as her face didn't move. She was determined to show no sign of being forgiving.
"Well let's just move past it for now since I'll be coming in here everyday."
"What?"
"My boss, wants me to do daily checkups on you. Supervise you." She rolled her eyes at the very thought of her having to come by here everyday after work.
"Well, if you like I can ask my colleague to handle the three tiered cake and I can do the cupcakes?" He offered but Regina shook her head.
"Now I want your honest opinion. Who's better you or her slash him?"
"Uhhhh."
"Today Robin." She snapped. 
"Me."
"Right well I want you to be the one to make it. Even if it does mean spending hours a week with you." She sighed and stuffed her phone into her bag once more and began getting ready to leave.
"Wait you're leaving?"
"Yes Mr..."
"Locksley"
"Yes Mr Locksley I'm leaving because I want to go to my house and go to bed. Then tomorrow I will come back after my work and see how you are doing with the food. We can started work on the cake next week. That gives you two weeks to bake it, correct?"
"Yes." He nodded as she nodded back.
"And that's enough time, yes?"
"Yes ma'am." He smirked seeing the frustration in her eyes.
"Good. It's all you're getting." She turned around and pulled open the door as she heard him call out.
"Goodnight Regina."
"Goodnight Mr Locksley."

Ah they've finally met...again...