Rocky Roads

All Matthew wanted to do was to make some rocky roads, but somehow he got distracted by Francis, who kept trying to make a pass at him before he managed to get away and then Alfred came along and began to eat his chocolate. Although he was able to get the candy away from his twin, he decided to leave the house and see if he could do his 'baking' at Arthur's house.

Matthew was a rather quiet man, so quiet in fact that people tend to forget all about him, but he also blamed Alfred for that too, his twin was so loud and in people's faces it was no wonder that people forgot about him, who could compete against that?

He walked down the road and turned the corner, he knew that Francis would know where he was going, Arthur was his friend and enemy all in one and every time they meet up no one knew how it would come out, if they would physically fight or whether they would simply insult each other.

Matthew knocked on the door, looking around him, Arthur lived in a good neighbourhood like they did, it was nice and quiet and since Arthur's garden backed onto the woods, he could leave the house to spend time alone and no one would know it.

Opening the door a blonde haired man looked at him and noticed the bag; "Alfred being bloody loud and obnoxious again?" He said with a groan, hoping that Matthew's brother didn't decide to visit him and opened the door wider for Matthew to come in.

"Yea, he is…" He had done baking at Arthur's place before, the other man didn't mind so long as he cleaned up after himself.

Matthew smiled to himself, although Arthur was all about rules and behaviour, he was rather easy to deal with, although Alfred and Francis wouldn't agree to such a statement; but they were rather difficult in general.

"Kitchen, you know the way," Arthur told him with a small smile, not going to help, he knew full well now that Matthew liked to do his own stuff, it helped him to think clearly when things were getting a bit stressful at home.

So Matthew made his way to the kitchen and melted the chocolate in the microwave, getting the rest ready. He got the miniature bags of marshmallows ready to be poured in, smashed some of the cookies and chopped some brownies into smaller chunks before going to the microwave and began to stir the chocolate to make it smooth before he added the ingredient's, cookies first and get mixed then everything else.

He didn't even know why he had these urges to bake something, but he did and he enjoyed it, even though no one truly under stood, although they did enjoy what he made.

Just, it was such a simple recipe, so easy to make that he could let his mind wander away to think of other things and just get his thoughts sorted before he had to deal with his brother, and Francis.