This would take place several years- maybe more than several- after the play/musical. They're maybe… what, twenty-three, twenty-four? Just letting you all know so it's not like, what? X] Also, disclaimer: obviously I don't own Spring Awakening, duh, if I did… I'm not going to complete that sentence. XD I own no characters but Sofie, who is probably around four. :3 Also, I know this is really short, I just wanted to get it up for the sake of uploading something new. ^^

"Mama, I want a cake." Anna looked down at her child exasperatedly. Her hair was stringy and messy, and her little girl, Sofie, was nipping at her heels again. In the middle of baking for the church festival, Anna didn't exactly have the time or the patience to handle her child right at that moment. She, Martha, and Thea were all baking together as they did every year. It was more interesting and much more entertaining that way. Martha was smiling at Sofie, the softness in her eyes due to her own lack of child, but she continued to mix the batter in the bowl- she was used to her sister's child.

Thea, on the other hand, was sitting in a wooden chair by the simple table with a cup of tea, watching the whole scene play out. Listening to her best friend's child whine, she stood up, setting the cup down on its matching saucer. "I'm afraid you can't have cake yet."

"Want a cake, Fräulein Thea," said Sofie. Her face was set as she reached onto the table where Thea's tea stood on its saucer.

"There's going to be a festival," said Thea. "There's going to be cake. You just have to hang on for a few more hours."

Anna locked eyes with Martha and smiled. They both knew that Thea obviously wasn't clued in on children and time measurement. Sofie pretty much couldn't tell you the difference between the day before and the birth of her grandparents.

"I want a cake."

Thea scooped Sofie up and sat her down on the table, disregarding the precariously wobbling half-full teacup. "Sofie… I know you haven't got your dolls and your friends. And I know everyone's busy and can't play with you at the moment…"

"I hate you."

"No you don't," said Thea.

"Do," pouted Sofie.

"No," said Thea, who seemed to be running short and fast to the end of her rope.

Luckily, Sofie's attention was diverted by Georg coming in and sitting down on the chair that Thea had just vacated. Sweeping Sofie onto his knee, he sighed. "Your parents," he said.

Anna wiped her hands on her apron and walked over to kiss her husband on the cheek. She smoothed her daughter's thin brown curls and tightened the ribbon around them. "What about them?"

"They're…" He raised his eyebrows and cocked his head toward Sofie.

Martha stood up swiftly, clapping her hands together. "All right, young one. I'll give you two marks and an extra cake later if you can find me in ten minutes." Sofie was gone within the second. Clearly Martha knew more about child management than Thea did.

Laughing a little, Anna took Georg's hand in hers. "What about my parents?"

It was Georg's turn to laugh. Stooping to quickly kiss Anna on the lips, he said, "Nothing, I just thought I'd help get Sofie out of the way. Martha beat me to it." He reached around his wife and took hold of a wooden spoon currently not in use, swiping off the batter with two fingers and depositing it into his mouth.

Anna swatted her husband on the arm. "You're as bad as Sofie. But thank you anyway." She rolled her eyes and turned back to the batter, pouring it into the bowl that Thea was mixing.

"Hey!" exclaimed Thea.

"What?" asked Anna, holding her hands up in weak defence.

"Why did you do that?"

"My husband has my spoon, remember?"

"Right."