Sorry, I'm a lazy butt. If I ever take a while to get a chapter up, send a message my way telling me to get my ass into gear. However, Junior year has started for me, so I'll be busy studying and all that, so yeah. Foreveraguest gave me this idea, and this is only the first part. I'm more than halfway done with the other part, but I wanted to post something for this story. This was also written during a combination of gym and chemistry classes, so sorry if it's a bit choppy.

"Okay, you ready for this?"

"Yeah. Your family can't be too bad compared to mine."

"If you say so." Alfred turned the car off, and he and Haldør got out.

"Remember the signal if you want to leave early. Three blinks in my direction and I start coughing like I've got the flu."

"I know, I remember."

"And don't eat Arthur's food. Francois's is fine, but Arthurs's is not made for people who haven't grown up with it like I have." Haldør wasn't able to respond as the front door swung open as soon as the two stepped on the front porch.

"Ah! So you are the boyfriend little Alfie has been telling us about! Come in, come in!" Haldør had not expected to be physically pulled into the household. Nor was he expecting to be greeted in the traditional French was with a kiss on each cheek.

"Oh, you're even cuter in person. I have seen pictures, of course, but yes, just so much cuter." Haldør looked back at Alfred, who gave an apologetic shrug in return.

"Mathieu, come down! Your brother and his boyfriend have arrived!"

"Ah, you must be Haldør. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Arthur if you haven't already guessed so." Haldør looked to see an older man walking out of what he presumed to be the kitchen. The two shook hands while Francois greeted Alfred.

"Mattie!" Alfred engulfed his twin in a hug before Haldør realized he was there. He glanced at him and was surprised to see Matthew had suspicion written all over his face. He knew he should have expected it, but it still came as a shock.

"Mattie, this is Haldør. The one and only."

"Nice to meet you finally in person." Matthew gripped his hand a little too tightly for comfort, but no one but Haldør seemed to notice the tension.

"Should we move this gathering to the dining room? I really went all out with this dinner, if I may say so myself," Francois stated as he herded everyone into the dining area.

"Let's not forget who made desert for tonight."

"Ah, yes of course Arthur, how could we forget."

"Well, considering you tend to forget every other time I make it, I'd thought I'd take credit for tonight."

Haldør and Alfred ended up sitting together on one side, while the others sat opposite. Matthew was directly across from Haldør, and Arthur across from Alfred.

"We have chive soup, filet mingnon, and mashed potatoes tonight," Francois introduced.

"I've missed your cooking so much!" Haldør had no idea how Alfred already had his mouth stuffed, but he had stopped wondering about his eating habits a while ago.

"Thank you Alfred, but how I wish you wouldn't shove it in your mouth all at one time."

"But I'm starving!"

"That may be the case…" Haldør stopped listening to what seemed like usual banter for the two and glanced up at Matthew. He was barely touching his food, and opted for staring intently at Haldør.

"So Haldør, Alfred told us you two met at Uni. What courses are you taking?"

"Currently I'm taking Creative Writing, American Literature, English Literature, Classic Literature, and Photography."

"Oh, really? I don't know if Alfred told you, but I'm an English teacher at the private high school just around the corner."

"Ah, no, he didn't."

"Well, if you ever have any questions about anything, I'd be more than happy to see if my assistance could be of any use to you."

"Thank you." Haldør met Matthew's eyes as he went to look back at his food, and noticed how he was still staring intently at him. Feeling unnerved, Haldør decided to try to make conversation.

"So, Matthew, what are you studying?"

"Science."

"Okay, so like Alfred?" Matthew shook his head, his eyes never leaving Haldør. He hadn't blinked in a long time, and it was really starting to get to him.

Haldør decided that was enough conversation and looked down at his food and continued to eat. As uncomfortable as he was, he had to admit Francois's cooking was as excellent as Alfred had raved.

"Yeah, my Calc teacher is a bit insane, but my Astrophysics professor is really cool." Alfred carried most of the conversation through dinner and into dessert. And while everyone insisted Arthur's cooking was terrible, Haldør could find no faulty with his Angel Food Cake.

"Well, almost eleven. We should probably head back home. I want to get my winter break homework over and done with." Alfred, Arthur, and Francois grabbed the plates and moved into the kitchen. Haldør had tried to help, but it was insisted that the three of them could easily handle cleaning up the dishes; this left Haldør standing awkwardly and trying to avoid Matthew's gaze. Matthew stood up and moved closer to him, now openly glaring at him with hatred and venom in his eyes.

"I don't like you. And I'm warning you now, I'm not as naïve as Alfred, nor am I as nice as he is." Now Haldør was unreasonably, or reasonably, fearing for his life. However, he was doing his best not to let that fear show.

"Well, I'm not sure about the future, but right now I intend to stay with Alfred, and you aren't going to scare me away." Matthew steeped even closer to him, and it took a lot of will power not to flinch away. Matthew raised a hand and Haldør closed his eyes, ready to die. How Matthew would kill him with a single blow, and not get noticed by the other three men in the next room never crossed his mind. Haldør was surprised when the hand clapped his shoulder, and he squinted his eyes back open.

"Nice answer." Matthew was smiling now, and looked as warm and friendly as Alfred.

"Sorry about that whole intimidation thing, but Alfred has dated some real assholes back in the day, and I wanted to make sure you weren't like them. No offense, of course." Haldør was angry, but he was relieved enough that he was still living that he didn't say anything. He nodded as the other three came back into the room.

"Are you sure you don't want to take more of the Black Pudding with you? I mean, there's plenty to go around, and Lord knows you're hungry enough to eat it."

"I'm sure this is enough. I have half a pizza still left in the apartment fridge. Hey you two! What were you talking about while we were gone?"

"Environmental Science." Matthew had answered before Haldør had even registered the question.

"Neat! So you ready to get going?" Haldør nodded and the group made its way to the door.

"Drive safely! The roads are getting icy this time of year, and I don't want to have to pick you up at the hospital," Arthur called out to them as they headed to the car.

"Stop worrying so much!" As they sat waiting for the car to warm-up, Alfred started nudging him.

"So, what do you think of them?" Haldør thought for a moment before answering.

"I like them, but your brother terrifies me."

"Really? Mattie wouldn't hurt a fly unless he's in the ice rink…but I'm glad you like them! But now we get to go back to the apartment and relax."

"I thought you wanted to do your homework?"

"That is relaxing!"

"Nerd." Alfred stuck his tongue out at Haldør as he backed down onto the street.

"If you're up for it, maybe I can do something else as well."

"Now that sounds great after midterms." Alfred wiggled his eyebrows before bursting into laughter.