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Matthew and Gilbert were sitting in Alfred's room; Gilbert was finding much delight in using Al's Xbox while Matthew sat curled up beside him, playing with the fur on his favorite stuffed bear.

Alfred might get mad at the Canadian when he got home, but Matthew didn't really care. The blonde boy had a short attention span; he would forget about it soon enough.

Gilbert snickered as he killed more people on Halo 4 live, muttering about awesomeness while Gilbird chirped on his head. Matthew smiled and pulled the baby bird from his boyfriend's head, petting the golden feathers it had.

That was about the moment the Canadian heard his brother come through the door downstairs, laughing about something. He heard heavy footsteps as the American charged up the stairs, swinging his door open and seeing Gilbert and Matthew curled together on his bed. Arthur was on Alfred's back, his arms wrapped around the other's neck and his legs curled around the taller boy's waist.

"Hey dudes! Uh… why are you on my bed?" Alfred asked while Arthur examined the room from his back; it looked like what he'd imagined. Posters for famous baseball players were around the wall, along with some posters of old-fashioned sports cars and bands. Above the head of the bead, a giant American flag was hung up. Arthur snuggled into Alfred's back as best he could, enjoying the moment; it was his first time being at Alfred's house.

"Kesese; just wanted to play some Halo," Gilbert smirked as he sniped down a player of the opposing team.

"Yeah, can you move though? Or at least let Artie and I join in?" Alfred said, walking into his room. Turning, he closed the door with his foot before walking over to the bed on the opposite wall and setting Arthur down on it. Matthew pushed Gilbert closer to the edge of the bed; Alfred grabbed extra controllers, handing one to the Brit.

"Mattie, you wanna play?" Alfred asked; the Canadian sighed and reached out his hand, motioning for Alfred to hand him a controller. Alfred grabbed one for himself before moving to sit on his bed, next to Arthur as they played.

They played until the brothers' parents got home, and even after that, not even coming down for food; instead they opted to munch through two bags of chips and sodas. Eventually Matthew dragged his boyfriend back to his room, leaving Arthur and Alfred alone.

It was dark out while the two boys changed into their pajamas; well, Matthew got into a warm set of pajamas and Gilbert just slept in his underwear.

"Do you think they like each other?" Matthew asked suddenly as he laid down on the bed, the Prussian boy getting in next to him.

"Hm? Oh, Alfred and Arthur? Now that you mention it, I think they might," he said. Gilbird took a seat on a small blanket Gilbert had brought for him, which was now on the Canadian's dresser.

"I think Alfred doesn't realize it though," Matthew murmured, grabbing Gil's hand underneath the blanket. The two boys fell asleep soon after.

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Alfred yawned as he woke up, sunlight streaming in from the window in his room. He could see Arthur's golden locks coming out from under his blanket, and he felt the warmth of the Brit pressed up against him. The two of them had rolled together in the night, despite the fact they fell asleep on different sides of the bed.

He smiled as he subconsciously ran his hands through Arthur's hair, not wanting to wake the boy up. Alfred had never been so close to someone before; even when Antonio came over, or Kiku, or even Francis, they never slept in the same bed together. Alfred just felt… differently about Arthur. Was that the right way to put it? Alfred still wasn't sure. He had a different friendship with Arthur than he did with his other friends; that was clear.

He didn't know if he should be letting the boy cuddle with him like that after the dream he'd had. It wasn't awkward, but having him close like this made it kind of hard to forget about the dream.

Alfred sighed and adjusted the blankets, intent on going back to sleep. All of this stuff was too much to think about; it was hurting his brain. But he didn't push the boy away from him, instead wrapping one arm securely around the smaller boy before closing his eyes and drifting into sleep.

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Later that afternoon, Alfred and Matthew sat with their parents at the dinner table. Matthew was intent on telling his parents he was gay; it was now or never. Well, he'd just prefer if Alfred was there, since the boy made him feel much more comfortable; comfort was something he could use now.

But dinner continued on, and Matthew hadn't said a single thing. Alfred was concerned his brother had run out of the will to tell his parents. He was getting impatient waiting for his brother. They were having steak for dinner, and it tasted crappy waiting for his brother to come out to his parents.

Matthew chewed his stake slowly, thinking of ways to say it. Would it be better to give a whole speech or just go, 'hey guys, I'm gay'? He'd never done this before! Even Alfred had found out by mistake. He didn't know how to do this! Luckily, he didn't have to with Alfred.

"Jeez, this is ruining my stake. So I'm just gonna say it. Guys, Matthew's gay. Like, super gay; and he has a boyfriend," Alfred sighed and took another bite of his steak, not noticing Matthew's I-will-kill-you face. Alfred's father looked up from his plate, his blue eyes widening as he looked over at Matthew. Matthew's mother did the same, running a hand through her blonde hair.

"Alfred! That's not even cool!" Matthew yelled as their parents sat, still dumbfounded.

"What?! It's not like you were gonna say it!" Alfred retorted, rolling his eyes as if that was obvious.

"Well then," Matthew turned his head to his parents, intent on getting back at his brother. "Alfred's confused. Like, way confused; doesn't know what to do with all those pent-up feelings for Arthur, huh, Alfie?" he growled.

"What? I don't like Artie like that! Well, I mean… that's not the point! We're talking about you right now, Matthew!" he yelled.

"Boys, boys!" Alfred's father yelled, silencing the two teenagers. Both of them stopped fighting, looking at the two parents who were looking at each other. Obviously that was a lot for them to take in at once, assuming both of them were telling the truth.

"Matthew, is this true?" his mother asked, violet eyes staring at her son's own. Matthew bit his lip and nodded his head, eyes looking down at his stake.

"So… you have a boyfriend as well?" their father asked. Matthew nodded his head while their father sighed, looking back at his wife for assistance. It was silent for a moment while the parents contemplated what had been said, Alfred happily chewed on his stake, and Matthew sat in panic. Finally his mother broke the silence.

"Well, it's not wrong to be gay. It's… it's new, and we might have to get used to the idea of you having a boyfriend, but we will be supportive for sure," she said, and Matthew let out his breath, his panic dying down. Their father nodded in agreement.

"So, what's this about you, Alfred?" his father asked. Damn, now the steak tasted bad again.

"Nothing; I don't think I'm gay," Alfred muttered, taking a sip of his milk.

"Like I said," Matthew interrupted, "he's confused. He doesn't realize it yet but I know already."

"Dude don't talk like you know me!" Alfred retorted.

"…But I do know you, Alfred. We're brothers," Matthew explained. Alfred rolled his eyes, pretending like he had the better point in the subject.

"Like I said, he's confused. Don't bug him about it," Matthew continued, Alfred snorting at his brother's speech. Their parents went back to eating their stake, a weird air filling the room as there was silence for the rest of dinner.

Aww... Alfred's in denial :D Is that a good or bad thing? Urgh, sorry for putting a lot of space between this update and the last update. Christmas, and I got sick, and... yeah. Busy life. But now I'm on christmas break, which is good cause that gives me all the time I want to sit on the computer.

Remember that twist? ITS COMING.

Alright... to all you Americans (and there are lots of you) we are cool. Epic fourth of July, and hamburgers, and yeah. WE ARE COOL, BRETHREN.

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hasta la pasta, brethren~!