history, huh?

“Some people are picky like that I’ve found.” Sven answered, grinning as the girl took one of the carrots. “But you’re different.”

"I take that as a compliment then,” she beamed at Sven.

Sabrina smiled back at the other. “I’m glad you like them, my aunt is going to be thrilled too.”

"Does she have a bakery? I definitely would like to buy some more for my sister,” she said with a smile.

Derek made a confused expression when she spoke before realizing what she meant. “I think you’re thinking of someone else. Although, even I’ll admit that we look scary similar.” He replied. “I’m Derek though, Derek Howard.” 

"Huh? What?” Anna asked, unsure what the other meant. The other did look like Sven so why was he saying his name was Derek? “How are you not... What’s going on?”

“Hey Ow!” Peter appeared to whine at the sudden assault. “It’s not like I was doing anything I was just… looking.” He tried to validate as he pulled his gaze away from the female.

"Oh my goodness, I am so so sorry!” Anna cried out. “I’m terribly clumsy but this is the first time I actually hit someone and...” Anna rambled, looking terrified.

“Fully clothed… Are you confusing me with one of your conquests?” Remus answered with a raised eyebrow. “I can’t really remember swanning around the apartment without clothes on at any particular point. I tend to keep that for my room and unless you have been a peeping tom I doubt you’ve seen me all that much in that respect.” He clarified before smiling in amusement. “No you don’t need a reason, you just generally have one.” He couldn’t help but tease.

"Oi, my ladies are all very important to me and calling them conquests is a no-no,” he tsked. “Well it was either you or Pads, and he has a tattoo on his ass so I would’ve remembered if it was him,” James stuck his tongue at Remus, then rolled his eyes. “There’s no reason,” he said more firmly.

“It’ll make it back because I am fairly certain you don’t want to be on my bad side.” Belle answered, good humour in her words as she gave a slight laugh, pulling back. “But I may just slip an extra slice in for you.” The brunette added because she couldn’t seem to help it where he was concerned. She’d always have a soft spot for James. It had never been bad between them, they’d just been too different in the end.

"Extra slice or a whole cake... Decisions, decisions,” James smiled mischievously. While he probably was going to share with his friends, he couldn’t help but tease Belle.

“You know if the roles were reversed there is no way you would allow me to not do your activity.” Though it was extremely thoughtful that James had gone to the effort of taking her to something she would love doing. “In that case can I get a private concert tonight? No need to sing in front of everyone.” The girl requested as sweetly as she could manage. Sweet wasn’t really something she did often in her opinion.

"You’re a good singer though, that’s where the main difference is,” James pointed out, then sighed. “Will I get anything for serenading you?” He asked, caressing her arm.

“When I determine the date, you’re going to be the first person to know. Cross my heart,” she grinned at him cheekily.

“I have high hopes, Hathaway. High hopes,” he grinned back at her.