Matthew POV
As I wanted to find the source of the random burning smell, I went to the kitchen first. Burners off and the gas the same. I checked the wires in the kitchen, living room, and the closet under the stairs, nothing was burning and the smell was not that strong, as it wasn't before.
I headed back upstairs and peeked in Mama and Papa's room, finding not a trace of the two or anything burning. I went down the hall and knocked on Alfred's door, "Alfred are you smoking or is that burning smell something else?"
"That smell is something burning? I dunno dude, it could be the neighbors burning a fire."
I groaned, "Alfred it's summer, why would anyone be burning anything now?"
I could hear him shrug, dumbass, "They might wanna burn a body to ashes."
"You can't burn skeleton like that Alfred!"
"Then how do they cremate people then Mattie~?" He inquired.
I sighed and hit my head against his closed door, "Alfred don't speak, you lower the intelligence of the whole street every time you do..."
"HEY!"
I laughed and hurried back to my room, "Hay is for horses Al."
I heard him scoff as I entered my room, still not knowing the cause of the burning smell. "Whatever." I said mildly as I plopped headfirst on my bed, finding the only thing that was fit for me at the moment. I then drifted to a sleep full of dreams of fire.
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Gilbert POV
Guitar blared in my ears and my foot tapped boredly on the red, carpeted floors. Of course my father didn't seem to realize that I wasn't listening to his lecture about "you shouldn't be out so late young man." I mean, I hear it at least 12 days out of the month, I'm hearing it now. Especially with the thoughts of Birdie on my mind.
"-do you hear me young man?!" Looks like pops found out.
I smirked and pointed to my ears, showing red ear buds I got from Best Buy to replace the ones that I broke a few days ago.
My dad's face looked like something between an angry Lovino and a tomato, scratch the tomato, Lovino always looks like an angry tomato. Basically my dad looked like a pissed off Lovino but with longer blond hair, a tiny braid, and blue eyes.
While dad ranted to me my thoughts went to other places. I wish I got more of pops' looks rather than my great grandfather's albino-ness. Of course there was nothing I could do now unless I wanted to constantly dye my hair blond or black, although that would cost me too much money to go to a pro for that shit. ("GILBERT DO YOU HEAR ME?!) I sighed inwardly, why does everything cost money?! Well not everything cost money, sometimes I wish that were the case. Maybe then I could buy my brother back and buy him a happy life too...
"GILBERT BEILSCHMIDT!" My father slapped my face so hard I fell out of the chair I was sitting in. "Listen to me when I talk to you."
I groaned and got up, rubbing the cheek he hit. I rolled my eyes and sat Indian style looking up at my father innocently, I couldn't help but smirk, "Why, father I was listening~"
Pops glared down at me, sighed- possibly from disappointment- and left me in the living room. I counted his steps, only hearing them stop when he must've closed the door to his study. When he did that I went to my own room, seeing I wasn't going to get anything done out in the living room. When I got to my room, after making as much noise as I could to get there, I pulled out my phone and started texting Francis and Toni.
Me: HEY DUMBASSES I AM AWESOME
Francis: Oui~ and I am fabulous
Toni: **yaaaaaaawwwwwwn** You guys I was sleeping ;A;
Francis: With Lovino?
Me: Kesesese~ Looks like you and Lovi got right at it~
Toni: NO NO! Why do you both gang up on me...
Francis: Would we have it any other way~?
Toni: I guess not... **sigh**
Me: Ja well other than Toni's love life can we talk about something else...?
Francis: Your love life with mon petit cousin~?
Me: WHAT?!
Toni: I'm going to just watch from afar...
Me: I DON'T LIKE HIM LIKE THAT
Francis: Then why did you apologize?
Me: I dunno... I guess I MIGHT like-like him...
Francis: Now that we have that settled~ now we have to talk about what you do after the first date~
Arthur: AS MUCH AS I BLOODY LOVE BEING WOKEN UPIN THE NIGHT I DON'TNEED IT!
Francis: Mon petit lapin~
Arthur: Frog
Francis: You weren't saying that last night
Arthur: PARDON YOU?!
Me: HOW DID YOU GET INVITED EYEBROWS?!
Alfred: HOW DO YOU HAVE MY PHONE NUMBER?! Hey Artie~
Arthur: How would I know?! Did you send it to all your contacts?! Hello Alfred.
Francis: Ohonhonhon~ Gilbert you screwed up this time cher~ Why aren't you being nice to moi Arthur~?
Me: Wait... All my contacts...
Matthew: I just... Um...
Francis, Arthur, and Antonio left the chat room.
Alfred: Go on Gilbert say sonething~
Matthew: …
Gilbert has left the chatroom
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I DID IT! I'm very sorry for not updating before but I think I'm nearing special girly time... ;A; anyway I'm taking a break from the main plot and inputting two random chappie some of you won't like or will like... One chappie of SpaMano and one chappie of FrUK so that I can take a breather and write two things I haven't written in a while~! Read it if you want and yada yada I'm eatting bacon PEACE!
~Panda