Heather-Hitsugaya: I'm glad that you're enjoying it, but the chapters will be as long as I feel they should be, thank you.
The Fujoshi: They're both 18; in this story, they're already perfectly aware of their sexualities.
It's him and mom in one car, Matt and dad in the other, though they piled in without thinking in the morning, and he's actually ended up in the car with his brother's stuff. Not like it really matters. There's not going to be any reason to open the boxes until they're unloaded into their rooms—which, at some point, they're gonna have to switch to get to, since Matt's dorm is almost halfway across campus from his. Plus he has his Gameboy, so he's pretty much set for the trip. It's only about two hours up from home anyway.
After a while of electronically running around Kanto, and every now and then barking an answer to his mom's questions (and, at one point, passing her some tissues) he asked if they could stop at a rest stop. He was starting to feel nature calling, plus he saw on the road sign that they had a McDonald's. Perfect.
"Matt! Matt, hey!" He yells across the parking lot, running towards where Dad's car had pulled over.
His brother closed the car door and nodded to him. "Hey." They both started walking towards the rest stop together, their parents following along behind. "Al, by the way… we should swap cars after this, yeah?"
"Heh! Maybe I should drive you, let Mom and Dad come up after us!"
Matt just blinked. "That's probably dangerous and definitely rude, bro…"
"Y..yeah, I was kidding, duh!"
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So they were back on the road after grabbing food, Alfred having brought his large Coke in the car with him, though now he was with Dad. Dad was a lot quieter, but he didn't feel like turning his game back on, so he fell asleep with his head against the window.
He only woke up when Dad decided it'd be hilarious to roll the window down once they got there. Which, okay, it kinda was, but not when it was happening to him!
Alfred stood out of the car and opened the trunk, starting to take his boxes out. He just caught Mom's car, with Matt inside, turning the corner to head to another part of campus. He'd definitely have to drop by his bro's room later…
But for now, his priority was getting all his stuff into his room. Dad locked the car up and helped him load everything in this cart that was sitting by, he guessed they were out specifically for the freshmen moving in today (everybody else showed up tomorrow). It didn't take too long, and within fifteen minutes they had hauled everything into his room. It was pretty small, less floor space than his own room back home, but he'd been expecting that anyway.
His roommate—some guy with some weird foreign name, Taurus or something, like the car?—hadn't shown yet, so Alfred took the opportunity to call dibs on the nicer-looking bed and the desk closer to the window. He started unpacking his clothes to wherever he felt like they should go as Dad made his bed up.
Sooner or later, everything that he had to unpack before his parents went back was, well, unpacked. He could deal with the rest of it later, maybe once Taurus showed up. For now he gave his dad a hug goodbye and flopped down onto his newly-placed mattress. His parents didn't really have time to have another big meal on campus, so they wouldn't be meeting up again.
Alfred yawned, then stretched over to his desk to grab his phone. He shot off a text to Matt, asking what his room number was, then promptly let his head fall onto the pillow.
Man, he was exhausted.