Deciding because Francis and Arthur could be linked to this, Ludwig took a clean tissue from his bag and wiped the gun clean of fingerprints. That way even if they could prove they were there, they couldn't prove they'd shot anyone.
After that they all made themselves scarce, back into Ludwig's car. It would be unlikely that Francis' dad had been as stupid to set up a CCTV camera, so they didn't worry about that.
"Now let's go and get Alfred and Matthew back; I'm sure they're absolutely furious with one of us stealing their passports," he emphasised the 'one of us' part, and kissed Arthur's mouth gently, grinning when Arthur began to kiss him back.
"Not in the car please!" Ludwig barked from the driver's seat.
Francis and Arthur exchanged a knowing smirk, that the other's that were stuffed into the back noticed.
Eliza gave a sound of joy and exclamation, Lovino was looking rather amazed and glad that they'd done it in Ludwig's car. Antonio sniffled his laughter, and Gilbert gave it away.
"Did you seriously?" He asked, catching Ludwig's attention again,
"Did they seriously what?" He narrowed his eyes at the other two blonds in the back of his car.
"You do have very comfy seats" Francis shrugged.
It took Ludwig less than a second to put two and two together, and soon Arthur and Francis were being thrown out of the car.
"Go and find a bus to take you to the airport!"
Francis and Arthur didn't really mind, and began to walk towards the nearest bus stop.
"What about your mother!" Arthur suddenly stopped, looking back over his shoulder at where Ludwig's car had disappeared.
Francis shook his head sadly; "she'll either be dead, or she'll have run off; we won't be seeing her again," he moved the subject quickly, "so, do you think we'd get away with doing it in that small toilet on the plane?"
"No" Arthur told him firmly, "the next time we're sleeping together is at the very least in a house,"
"But that's so boring" Francis wined, then he smirked, "you're so cute; you say 'sleeping together'," he watched Arthur's face turn bright red, and took hold of his hand, swinging it in a childish manner, "now I think we've all missed quite enough of college between us."
College classes returned back to normal. Arthur and Alfred moved back in with Francis and Matthew.
Of course Francis managed to persuade them all to go down to the police station and tell the truth.
Arthur and Alfred's stories matched, and it turned out Matthew had known his parents were going to bring the plane down as an act of revenge on his part.
"They took helmets with them" he mumbled, "they said if they got to the back of the plane and put them on, they'd be okay..."
Alfred dropped his mouth open, but didn't say anything until they'd left the station.
"Matty" he whispered, "I should probably tell you, the reason we survived and your parents didn't was because they gave us their helmets..." He wasn't sure whether to feel guilty, or see this as a sign of Matthew's parent's approval.
"They must have liked you then" Matthew said in a small voice, giving Alfred's hand a squeeze. Then he looked up, "where did Arthur and Francis go?"
Alfred rolled his eyes, "even if Francis doesn't want your dad's old business he still wants to keep the money going; he's just employing others to take care of it for him,"
"So?" Matthew didn't see what all this meant,
"So, he still has his own office... And desk."
Shortest ending I have ever had, but I'm going on holiday now, and I wanted to finish this first.