Hey, Everyone here's chapter two, there's not much to say so please enjoy and review :)

The glaring sun shone through the partially open blinds 'and somehow' Alfred thought 'right into my eyes'. He sat up groaning softly, "Fuck I can't believe I passed out on the couch." He mumbled looking around taking in his surroundings, and processing everything that had happened in the past 12 hours.

"Good morning, snoring beauty, or should I say afternoon, it's almost one dude. Anyway, you want some brunch? lunch? My brother made it before he went to work." Gilbert said smiling as he came into view from down the stairs, holding two plates.

"Oh shut up, digging up the coffin was a lot of work, and yeah food would be nice." Alfred murmured squinting at Gilbert before realizing that his glasses had been taken off and placed next to him on the mini-fridge. Wait a second, why was he next to the mini-fridge? Alfred quickly put on his glasses and reevaluated his surroundings. He was on the bed, how did he get here?

"Oh kid you should see your face right now," Gilbert laughed setting the plates down on the coffee table "I put you there relax I figured you'd probably be more comfortable on the bed, and don't worry I slept on the couch I normally sleep there anyways." Alfred closed his mouth which he had opened to make a comment about sexual harassment and looked down embarrassed, he should have known better.

"Oh, um, thank you, you didn't have to you know, I don't mind sleeping on the couch," Alfred said standing up and stretching his bones popping loudly. Gilbert shook his head

"You're the guest it would have been rude to make you sleep on the couch, these things aren't exactly the most comfortable after all," he said sitting on the couch propping his feet up and starting to eat turning on the TV. Alfred made his way over slowly and sat down on the other couch picking up the plate and yawning, he was still a little tired. Alfred started eating, his eyes glazing over as he let his mind wander, only to snap out of it when he missed his mouth with his fork, earning a small laugh from Gilbert who was watching him from the other couch.

"So kid what's got you drooling like one of Luddy's dogs when he sees a bone?" Gilbert asked turning his focus from Alfred to whatever happened to be on the TV.

"What? Oh uh, n-nothing." Alfred stuttered slightly, then adjusting and finishing the food he was given and watching the TV.

"Alright, I'll let it go this time." Gilbert said with a laugh and refocused. "So, Alfred I'd call your family and shit to let them know you're okay. I mean we should probably lay low until this passes." He continued glancing at Alfred. Alfred chewed on his lip pondering then nodded and got up.

"I'll be right back I'll call them now. " He said as he grabbed his phone and stepped outside. He walked over and sat down on one of the plastic lawn chairs and looked at his phone when that nagging voice in his head spoke up, 'you don't have to call them you know after what they did to you. ' the voice said recalling all of the times he had been pushed aside by his family, 'but they were always there when he truly needed them and they were his family' he reasoned then sighed as he shoved his phone back into his pocket muttering, "if they are that concerned they will call me." He nodded to himself and walked over to his truck making sure everything was in place. Then went back to the door and knocked softly before going in and waving at Gilbert who seemed like he hadn't moved at all other than the fact that his plate was empty and he had a can of some sort of juice in his hand.

"Hey, kid, how did it go?" Gilbert said not bothering to look away from the TV, "I hope they don't mind you staying with a stranger." he finished with a small chuckle.

"It went okay and I just told them I was with a friend," Alfred replied smiling slightly, knowing he was better at lying than most people. 'It wasn't like Gilbert needed to know if he had actually called or not' the voice reasoned for the second time today.

"Alright cool, so what do you want to do today?" Gilbert asked because he's a motherfucking boss.

"Oh um, I don't know, what is there to do around here?"Alfred replied going over and sitting on the couch. Gilbert leaned back and pulled his shoes off, which Alfred hadn't noticed where even on. 'What was he doing?' the nagging voice asked Alfred, causing the man to shift uneasily in his seat.'What if he got to the coffin before you?' the voice continued, in a slightly panicked tone.

"Nothing really I mean we can watch movies if you want, and kid relax my shoes were on because I had to help Luddy chase down one of the dogs, he got loose." Gilbert said seeing Alfred's apprehensive glance at his shoes."See? Nothing to worry about." He snapped to the nagging voice in his head, who decided to be silent instead of argue.

"S-sorry and uh movies sounds great," Alfred stuttered adjust and resting his feet on the coffee table.

"Alright, so what kind of movie are you in the mood for? Comedy, horror, romance? I personally feel like watching a comedy." Gilbert said standing up stretching tossing his can into the small bin next to the garbage can. "Remember kid, recycling is important," he added with a small laugh.

"Yeah I could use a funny movie right about now, how about one of the Ice Age movies?" Alfred inquired tilting his head, he'd always liked those movies, they made him happy and he'd been kind of depressed lately.

"Awesome the third one is my favorite, Bucky is great," Gilbert replied smiling as he got up and went over to a small cabinet under the TV. "Hey Kid you should go put some popcorn in the microwave and grab some drinks," Gilbert continued as he put the movie in.

Alfred nodded and got up going over to the bar where the microwave was located and found a bag of popcorn under the bar, "Hey Gilbert, you sure this thing can handle being used?" Alfred said with a laugh as he put the popcorn in and started the timer. Then turned around to see Gilbert.

"Well, I sure hope so Luddy won't buy me a new one." Gilbert replied laughing as well. "I got the drinks what do ya want?" He said as he went over to the fridge. Leaning down peering inside.

Before Alfred could answer, he turned to check the microwave and let out a less than manly squeak preceded by, "Fuck fuck fuck Gilbert!" Alfred yelled as he backed away from the microwave that had caught on fire and holding their now burnt popcorn hostage. "What do I do?" He continued looking at Gilbert with a horrified expression.

Gilbert had started laughing and grabbed the fire extinguisher from under the bar and doused the flames. "Don't worry about it, I set things on fire more often than not, but ya owe me a new microwave."

Alfred nodded still recovering from what had happened and laughed softly as he watched Gilbert take the old microwave outside and the little voice in his head commented, 'well he did need a new one."

'Oh quiet, you' Alfred thought back as Gilbert came back down the stairs, the

pale skin of his hand tinted black from the charred microwave. 'Such delicate skin, I'm amazed he isn't kept in a bubble' the voice commented as Alfred fully took in the features of the man who was now his partner in crime. As noted before, Gilbert was extremely pale, with red eyes that seemed to pierce into one's soul. The Albinos slightly full lips when he wasn't smiling, of course, seemed to be a small pout his lower lip sticking out farther than the top. At the same time, Gilbert's features had a distinct masculine quality, maybe it was the sharp jawline or the proud straight nose that somehow managed to be directly in the center of his face. 'Seriously what the hell do symmetrical faces get you off?' the voice inquired, sounding amused 'oh shut it' Alfred replied for the second time today as he looked away from Gilbert to the bird in the corner who had woken up and was chirping softly.

"What is it Gilbird, ya hungry?" Gilbert asked the small yellow bird as he sauntered over opening the cage allowing the bird to fly out, where it decidedly perched itself on Alfred's shoulder.

"Hello, Gilbird, how are you?" Alfred asked the small yellow bird lightly running his finger along it's petite back.

"Wow he must like you, normally I'm the only one he let's touch him," the pale man across the room stated glancing over as he filled the small food bowl in the cage. Alfred smiled animals had alway liked him.

"Aww, I like you too Gilbird." Alfred said as the small bird nipped at his finger lightly before flying over to his food and starting to eat, occasionally letting out chirps of contentment.

"It's good that he likes you, cuz if he didn't, I wouldn't," Gilbert said with a small smile on his face, "He's a good judge of character. Well, all animals are."

"That is true," Alfred replied absentmindedly as he walked over and ran his finger along the small birds feathers as it ate. Gilbird glanced up at Alfred then back to eating without much of a second thought. "So, uh, the movie? Do you wanna watch it or should we do something else?" Alfred continued, looking around the room. The thought of wanting to know what was in the coffin popped into his head, 'something else? like, go see what's out there. That's really what you want to do is it not?' The voice said quietly. 'Of course, I want to know what's in there but that doesn't mean I can just run out there and open it.' Alfred replied to himself trying to use logic, he knew if a car happened to pass and see him in there with the coffin he'd get reported. He had to be careful.

Shrugging, Gilbert plopped down onto the sofa and looked up at the TV as he said, "Well, I say we watch the movie then tonight we can go look at that thing. My brother works third shift so we will be good. Don't worry."

"Oh, okay that sounds good." Alfred stuttered slightly as he looked at Gilbert. It was like the man had read his mind. 'Maybe he did.' The voice said, 'maybe he knows how crazy you are.' 'But I'm not crazy and he couldn't have.' He thought back to the voice. Then sighed and nodded, 'I guess I am crazy' he thought to himself and laughed softly.

"What's so funny kiddo?" Gilbert said tilting his head as he looked up at Alfred, who proceeded to laugh again and shake his head.

"It's nothing, let's watch the movie," Alfred replied as he sat down, and that's how the two spent the rest of their day.