if you need something to write, meddahannah modern au
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It had been a long day. Another meeting about budget cuts just about sent Medda over the edge. And if looks could kill Principal Pulitzer would be dead twice over. She didn’t dare tell her students any of the news, she had just announced their fall play earlier that week and she couldn’t yet see the change in their smiling faces yet.
Medda unlocked the apartment door and was met by the best smell in the world: freshly baked banana bread with a hint of vanilla.
“Medda!” Came a happy cry from the kitchen, followed by a beautiful red-headed woman who made everyday worth it. Hannah ran through the doorway and hugged her wife. “How was your day? You’re home late. Come, come sit down, you look exhausted.” She grabbed Medda’s hand and dragged her to the kitchen table, a piece of bread already waiting on a small plate.
“Thank you,” Medda said with a soft smile. With a small sigh she ripped of a tiny piece of the bread.
Hannah frowned, “What’s wrong?”
Medda’s lip trembled and for not the first time today she let tears fall, “they’re cutting the budget. Again!” He wiped her tears and took a breath to calm herself. “I can’t break those kid’s hearts again. I can’t.” She shook her head and buried her face in her hands.
Hannah swallowed and took a seat next to her, putting an arm around her shoulders “You’ll get through it. You all always do. The kids are so good. Remember last year?” Medda chuckled. They put in Fiddler on the Roof when their budget was cut and the kids all had to creat their own costumes, which caused for some interesting beards.
“But they deserve so much better,” Medda insisted. “We have a new boy, Romeo, at least that’s what the other kids called him and I’m not going to argue, anyway he just seems like he found his place here. Just two weeks ago I couldn’t get him to say a word! But now he’s chatting up a storm. How am I supposed to tell him her hardly have money to do any performance?”
Hannah rubbed Medda’s back slowly, “Dont tell them yet. I’m sure we’ll figure something out. In the mean time, banana bread” she pushed the plate forward. Medda smiled and took a bite.
She hummed happily, “Hannah, I don’t think anyone’s ever made better bread.” She said and took another bite.
“Good food can ease the worst news,” Hannah hummed and took a bite herself.
Medda nodded, “That it can.” She looked up, “Wait! That’s it!” She hugged Hannah tightly. “You’re a genius!”
Hannah laughed and hugged back, “What? How? Good!”
“Food! That’s something. A bake sale. Or something. Let’s earn the money!” Medda clapped her hands together and stood up. “I have so much to do!”
Hannah stood and kissed her cheek, “Then I better start baking.”
Medda kisses her back and ran to her computer. “This is going to work. I know it,” she said mostly to herself as she started typing out an email.
“I know it will,” Hannah smiles to herself, “I know it will.”
