Francis works at a “Farmer’s Market” and sells a variety of cooked and baked goods for a good price. Arthur frequents the market, but never went to the fancy French place because none of it caught the attention of his snobby British tastes.That is, until a certain blonde-haired, blue-eyed Frenchman takes over the shop.Fran can’t help but notice the surprisingly handsome Brit with horrendous eyebrows and equally horrendous taste in food.Eventually, Art can’t help but finally visit the shop, unable to ignore how much he wants to try some of those macarons.Besides, how bad could the frenchie be?(spoiler alert: pretty bad). Art starts getting into the habit of visiting the shop every weekend, complaining about how terrible Fran is.Alfred points out on a weekend where Art is particularly prickly about Fran that “If ya hate him so much, why do you keep comin back to him? I mean, you go EVERY weekend-”. Art sputters about how he has no choice, nobody else makes sweets the way the frog does, and a whole slew of excuses.However, after hearing this, Art starts thinking about it, and starts wondering WHY he goes to Fran every weekend, and notices the unfortunate flutter in his chest when thinking about his Frenchman- er, THE Frenchmen.Meanwhile, Fran will NOT stop unintentionally fawning about Art to Antonio and Gil. It drives the up the wall, and they eventually just tell him to ask him out, to which Fran freaks the fuck out about.The next weekend, they both try to ask the other out in the most awkward way possible, but eventually get the point across.
Can you imagine their first date though? It would go terribly, of course, with both trying to be the gentleman. Francis and Art both slide open a chair for the other, then their eyes meet and they just glare at each other.
“Here, please, sit,” Arthur would say through his teeth.
“Non, I insist, cher, I have this seat ready for you.”
They would bicker about what wine would go best with dinner (Francis has the right idea, but Art would never admit it), and they would have an explosive argument about who would pay for dinner (resulting in neither of them, as they get ejected from the restaurant for causing such a scene). Eventually, they would storm away from each other, ending the evening abruptly.
While laying in bed, they would both turn over the events of the night and regret would settle heavy in their guts. Arthur would get up, grab his coat, fully intent on storming to the Farmer’s market to wait for it to open in a few hours so he could apologize - only to find Francis coming down the street looking nervous - he had the same idea, you see. They meet in the middle of the road apologize at the same time.
“Can we start again?”
They’d laugh about it later, of course. (Spoiler alert: their second date goes much better)