Hello a lot of ppl wanted fruk so here is fruk. yeeee

"Yea... About your hockey stick, Matt. I didn't actually bring it but-"
SLAM!

iMessage: bro im sorry I lied plz let me in :(

iMessage: pleeeaaassseeee

iMessage: it's starting to snow

iMessage: OMG it's snowing

iMessage: save me Matt!

iMessage: im gonna die! U know I can't handle snow!

iMessage: who the fuck wants to live in a place where it snows omfg

Fun, adventurous people with good personalities

iMessage: Matt OMG let me inside right now bro

No

iMessage: plz plz plz plz plz

iMessage: MAAAATTTTTT

iMessage: bitch, imma cry

Can please stop spamming my phone. It's really annoying

iMessage: spam

iMessage: spam

iMessage: Matt

iMessage: hey

iMessage: buttholes

iMessage: vaginas

iMessage: unicorn sex

Okay now ur seriously not coming inside. Go back to your 'full of pride and proud of it' country and fuck an eagle

iMessage: dude... That was harsh

Alfred, u wanna know a secret?

iMessage: YES!

*whispers* the door was unlocked the whole time :)

"MATT, BRO, WHAT THE FUCK!"Alfred stormed into the living room. Sitting on the sofa were his brother and... Wait, who the fuck is that?

"It's not my fault, Al. If you weren't so thick headed you would have tried to open-"

"Matthew, brother dearest, introduce me to your little... Friend."

"Right, Alfred this is Gilbert. He's from Germany. If you dare make any racist remarks regarding that I'll have to chop off your precious cow-lick."

Alfred approaches Gilbert. He makes full on eye contact with the man then says, "I didn't give you permission to date vampires."

"Alfred, grab your bags. We're going to get you settled in the guest bedroom." Matthew said in a forced, noticeably fake, happy voice.

"Matt! I need to know more about this guy like, how did-"

"NOW!"

"Yes, ok let's go!"

Matt grabbed a few of Alfred's bags and dragged them upstairs with Alfred behind him. He stopped at the doorway to the bedroom, "You'll be sleeping here. Go unpack your things."

Alfred entered the room, "Sure but just a question, where's your-"

SLAM!

Click.

"Vampire?" Gilbert asked Matthew as he came from down the stairs.

"'Cuz of your eyes. They're red.. Like a vampire." Matthew rolled his eyes. His brother is an idiot.

"Well, he's annoying. A vampire, really?" Gilbert sounded pissed.

"I've always thought vampires are sexy" Matt stated and shrugged his shoulders. Gilbert laughed and hug-tackled the small Canadian.

When Matthew managed to escape the albino's strong grasp he asked, "you said you are friends with Francis, right? Let's go visit him." Before Gilbert could say anything, Matthew grabbed his hand and brought him to his car.

"Where does Franny live? It's probably some huge-ass mansion..." Gilbert said.

"Well, he owns a wine shop with his husband so we'll go there. It should be open." Matthew said as he started up the car.

"Okay. And, husband?"

"Yea, his name is Arthur."

"HOLY SHIT!" Gilbert yelled, causing Matt to jump, "Arthur Kirkland? Blonde? Eyebrows? Short? British?"

"Um, yes. Why...?" To say Matthew was confused is an understatement.

"Man, I'm gonna give him so much shit about this..." Matthew raised his eyebrow, "well, You see, Birdie, I went to a high school with both of them. They fucking hated each other!"

"That's hard to believe. You don't know how many times I've walked in on them fu-"

"Ew, no, don't finish that sentence." Gilbert pretended to gag, "Seriously, though. I'm so excited to see Franny and Artie's faces when I walk in!" Gilbert laughed... Cackled.

iMessage: Matthew Williams you locked me in the bedroom!

iMessage: you asshole what the fuck

iMessage: isn't this illegal?

iMessage: I'm pretty sure I could sue u

iMessage: im gonna call the popo

No u arent. U wouldnt do that to me

iMessage: yes I would!

iMessage: ...

iMessage: whatever...

Ha!

"Francis? You here?"

"Matthew, lad? Is that you?" A short, blonde man poked his out from behind a shelf of wine. What he saw before him caused him to drop the wine bottle he was carrying.

"Artie! It's been awhile!"

"Arthur, darling? Did something break?" A taller man with his hair tied back in a ponytail emerged from a back room. That he saw before him caused his face to light up, "Gilbert?"

"The one and only!" Gilbert proudly said.

"My goodness! It's been so long! How are you doing? Still living in your brothers basement? Why are you here with Mathieu? Ah, I have so many questions! Come, let's converse in the back room."

"Woah there, buddy. First, must know about," Gilbert gestured to Arthur, "this."

"I-it's none of your business, Beilscmidt. Now if you would kindly excuse me, I was just leaving." Arthur tried to shuffle by Gilbert but he was stopped when Gilbert grabbed his shirts collar.

"Don't fucking lie to me, Kirkland. You and Francis have been making babies, haven't you?" Gilbert smirked.

"Ah! What an inappropriate question!"

"What happened, Kirkland? You used be so fun and now you act like there's a stick up your ass."

"Let go of me, git!"

"Remember when you were so cool? We'd go out and get drunk together all the time!"

"Now is not the time to be bringing up the past!"

"Arthur really hasn't changed too much, Gilbert, dearest. Trust me, he still gets drunk a lot" Francis chimed in.

"Francis, honey. You aren't helping this situation!" Arthur yells.

Suddenly, an even bigger smirks crossed Gilbert's face, "Francis, honey."

"Shit..."

iMessage: Matt I have to pee

iMessage: Is there a way to unlock the door from the inside?

iMessage: Please reply

iMessage: I'm desperate here, man

iMessage: I shouldn't have drank so much coke...

iMessage: Matt pleeeaaasssseee

iMessage: I'll have to piss on the floor

Ew wtf are u a dog or something?

iMessage: Your so mean ~

Btw if u weren't such an idiot you would notice that there's a guest bathroom in the bedroom

iMessage: ...

iMessage: Oh. My. God.

Gilbert had been laughing non-stop for about twenty minutes. Arthur had been pouting for about twenty minutes. Francis had been looking creepy for about twenty minutes. And Matthew had been awkwardly standing there for about twenty minutes.

"Oh, man I still can't believe it," Gilbert said while wiping tears from his eyes, "Kirkland and Franny! Who would've guessed?"

"Yes, will you please drop the subject, now." Arthur quietly muttered.

"Gilbert, we really need to catch up, oui? First, what are your affairs with petit Mathieu? Ahonhon~"

"Birdie and I met online and now we're dating!" Gilbert smiled. Matthew face palmed.

"Oh, Matthew I thought you smarter than this!" Arthur said.

"Yea, I did too." Matthew said.

"Mathieu, would you like to hear some stories about when Gilbert, Arthur and I were in high school?" Francis asked.

"Sure?" Matthew answered.

"Bad decision, boy. Bad decision." Arthur shook his head in disappointment

Thanks for all the faves and follows. review plezzz. I love fruk. goodnight