Gilbert laughed nervously, backing away with his hands out in front of him. "No, no, it must be faulty. It's gotta be." He said, his eyes flicking anxiously between Matthew's glowing chest and his eyes. "We're not- I'm not-" He stuttered, his eyes wide. Matthew winced as he pushed himself off the ground, steadying himself on the wall behind him.

"I don't know..." He said softly, one hand moving to cover the glow. "I didn't think we were..." His cheeks flushed pink, and he ducked his head, squeaking out a quiet "Sorry" as he ran out of the locker room. The glow died a little bit, but was still visible even as Matthew pulled his hoodie over his head.

Quietly he slipped into the cafeteria, scanning the tables for Alfred. He found his burger loving brother sitting at one of the corner tables, his mouth full as he chatted with Arthur. "Alfred!" Matthew hissed, clutching his hoodie to his chest in an effort to hide the glow. "I need your help."

Alfred turned around, swallowing his mouthful as he grinned at Matthew. "Mattie! Come sit down!" He laughed, tugging on his twin's shoulder and forcing him onto the seat. "Hello, Matthew." Arthur greeted, nodding as he took a sip from his thermos. "Hey... Um, Alfred? I really, really need your help." Matthew mumbled, looking at his twin pleadingly.

"Okay, what is it?"

"Not in here, it's- kind of personal." Matthew fidgeted, and Alfred raised an eyebrow. "Is Arthur allowed to come along? I kind of really don't want to just leave him here." Matthew bit his lip, looking at the Brit seated across from them.

"I won't tell a soul." Arthur nodded, already putting his things away. "... Okay. Alfred, you have to promise not to tell anyone either." Matthew said, looking at his twin sternly. "Dude, my lips are sealed." Alfred chuckled. "What kind of hero would break a secret?"

As they got up and headed through the cafeteria, Gilbert pushed through the doors. Matthew's eyes met his, and they flushed before looking away, each hurrying in or out depending on their direction. Once in the safety of a currently empty lab, Matthew looked outside the door window before turning to Alfred and Arthur.

"Okay, so... Look."

Pulling the hoodie away from his chest, Matthew revealed the yellow glow, now a bright gold. Alfred laughed, his smile wide as he patted Matthew on the back. "Bro, that's awesome! Why would it be so personal?"

Eyes darting between the two, Matthew mumbled in a voice just barely above a whisper "It's Gilbert."

Both Arthur's and Alfred's demeanours instantly changed. "What do you mean it's Gilbert?" Arthur frowned, folding his arms across his chest. "Mattie, Gilbert's like, a total jerk to you! It can't be him. It must be someone else." Alfred protested.

"No, it's him. We were in the locker room, and he pushed me down against the wall, and our chests just- started glowing. There wasn't anyone else nearby." Matthew sighed, and ran a hand through his wavy blonde hair. "I really don't know what to do." He mumbled quietly, taking a seat in an empty chair. "How was this supposed to work out? Like, ever? It's impossible that we'd ever be soulmates."

"Well, I haven't really heard of this thing not working yet." Arthur sighed. "Go and talk with him, see if you can work it out between you two. If it doesn't... Well, I really don't know what to say then."

Matthew turned towards Alfred with pleading eyes, and his twin shrugged helplessly. "Yeah, I don't know what else t'do. Just try it. If you want, we can wait nearby incase he starts beating you up again, or something..."

Sighing again, Matthew shook his head. "No, I'll just go talk to him. Wish me luck." He mumbled, heading towards the door.