I don't own Billy Mays...mostly because he's dead. Don't sue me.

Some time later…..

"C'mon Alfred. You can do better than that. Try to pull yourself out of another dive," argued Gilbert to a tired and sweaty American. "Why did I ask you to teach me how to fly again?" asked Alfred between gasps. He had been "training" every day, dawn to dusk, for about a week now during Gilbert and Sylvia's visit. "Because I am awesome and you wanted me to teach you mein sweet moves," announced Gilbert. Alfred mumbled something not so nice about Gilbert's sweet moves before repeating the exercise Gilbert had just shown him.

Matthew was panting, but for different reasons than Alfred. Unlike his twin, he hadn't advanced to learning any cool tricks. Right now, he was still trying to get used to having wings, much less flying with them. Sylvia gave him a kind smile, finally able to take to the sky again now that her wing had healed up during the past few months. "Don't worry Mathieu. It'll take some time getting used to. Soon enough, you'll be getting tormented by Gilbert's bootcamp too," she said.

Matthew snorted, despite panting from the effort of keeping himself up in the air. "At least I have the nice instructor. I'm sure Francis and Arthur appreciate a break from having to teach us such basic things," he said. Sylvia smiled. "I'm sure they don't mind teaching you. I don't. You're doing just fine by the way. I wasn't lying when I said you'll be doing more advanced exercises pretty soon," she said.

Gilbert grinned, looking down at where the Canadian was huffing as he practiced landing. "Ja. Soon you'll be having to do pushups every morning before flight practice," he said. "What good does that even do? I fly with my wings not my arms!" panted Alfred, flying back up to Gilbert after barely managing to pull himself out of a dive. "Because then you will develop awesome muscles like mein!" shouted Gilbert.

"My muscles are already awesome," mutters Alfred. "Babe, are my muscles awesome?" shouted Gilbert. Sylvia pretended not to hear him, opting instead to wrap an arm around her brother and show him how to level out so he didn't flail so much while flying. Matthew thanked her, cheeks pink from embarrasssment. Gilbert smirked, recognizing that Syl was ignoring to avoid being teased by him. "Ja, your muscles are okay but with muscles like mein girls will be all over you. You should see how much Syl gushes over my abs," he said loudly.

Alfred smirked when he saw Gilbert glance at his sister to see if his comment had any effects. Sylvia turned away but he saw a flash of pink cheeks before she did so. Gilbert grinned. Alfred raises and eyebrow. "Doesn't look like she's gushing much now, he said. Gilbert, glancing once more at Sylvia, shrugged. "When you have a mate, you'll know how it is. She'll think everything about you is awesome. This one time she-" he yelped when Sylvia flew up at him.

"No embarrassing stories!" she shouted, chasing after her mate that had dived to avoid her. With difficulty, Matthew managed to fly up by Alfred. "Aw, you're almost blushing as hard as that one time you accidentally told me you 'like my face,'" teased Gilbert. Sylvia let out a frustrated groan and continued chasing him. "That's gonna be you and Nat someday," muttered Mattie. Alfred's face turned bright red. "Sh-Shut up...M-Maybe. I don't know!" he stuttered, causing his twin to laugh.

Gilbert flew up to the boys, having lost Sylvia during a second dive when she tired out. "What's so funny?" asked Gilbert, face red. "Alfred's embarrassed to admit how much he likes Nat. Any mention of her makes his face bright red," said Matthew. "Does not!" hissed Alfred, face bright red. "Besides! You have a huge crush on Inrunya!" retorted Alfred, this time Matthew being the twin that goes red.

"You do? Hmm...I guess that was who Runny was talking about. She was asking Sylvia advice on how to ask a boy that was younger than her out before getting upset and saying she was too shy or something like that. I doubt she'd go for Alfred, since he's kinda dating her sister. And the only other person I could think of other than you two that could be considered 'young' is Peter and I don't think she'd go for that. All of us avians are old as dirt," said the Prussian.

Before Matthew could even speak up, and before Alfred could tease him about his flustered blush, Sylvia came up behind Gilbert and grabbed him from behind. Gilbert let out a manly squeal, forgetting to flap for a second before he caught himself. "Battled trained instincts. Isn't what you usually brag?" she said teasingly, drapping her arms around his shoulders.

Gilbert's cheeks turned pink. "You knew I was paying attention!" he accusses. "I know you're too busy gossiping to pay attention," she corrected. The boys refused to look at her, Alfred starting to whistle. "I know you guys are...Doesn't matter. I was going to tell Mattie, in private….Alfred, Gilbert, if you tease Irunya I'm coming for you. Alfred, I'm sure Nat would be upset too," she said. Alfred swallowed. "Yep. Got it. No one finds out until Mattie asks her out," he said.

"As for you Gilbert…" said Sylvia in a menancing voice. Gilbert yelped and ducked down underneath her. She laughed before flying after him. Alfred turned to Matthew. "Dude, so you do like Irunya? Why haven't you talked to her? I'm sure she'd be really nice about it," he said. Matthew's cheeks turned a bit pink but he sighed. "I'm just a little nervous...That and a lot's been going on with all these flying lessons and adjusting to having wings.." he said. Alfred grinned, throwing an arm around his brother's shoulders as they watched Gilbert let out a manly shriek when Sylvia finally caught up to him.

"But it's all been good things! I mean, it is kinda different being out of the village and staying with Francis and Arthur, kinda hard to be honest, but hey! At least we don't have to worry about fitting in or having our family die off while we don't age a bit! Plus, Greg declared us as heroes and said that we can come back to visit and stay with him whenever! That and Nat comes and visits often...though I still don't know how to think about her brother," said Alfred excitedly.

Matthew nods, smiling slightly. "I like Arthur and Francis...and having a big family. I like Arthur's older brothers even if he doesn't get along with them. I like not having to worry about you fitting in or showing up to rescue me from dangling off the side of the cliff in time," said Matthew. Alfred poked him. "Admit it. The best thing of all this is the view from up here and feeling the wind under your wings," he teased.

Matthew shook his head, smirking a bit when he spotted his brother's confused look. "That's nice and all...and I would absolutely miss it after all the trouble we went through to get my wings back….but it's not the best thing about all of this," he said. Alfred frowned. "Then what is dude?" he asked. Matthew watched where Gilbert had caught Sylvia and was kissing her cheek, Sylvia blushing and trying to pout.

"The best thing is that...we have a real family now. Real friends. I know we have our family in the village...but that's different. Their lives are so short compared to ours that...we never really got to grow up with them around or enjoy them the way they enjoyed each other," said Matthew. Alfred leaned back slowly, taking what Matthew said into full consideration, before nodding

"You're right. That is the best thing. For once, we don't have to plan ahead on who gets to break the news to the newest generation that we're immortal or how to feel about funerals or sicknesses. We know that we have Francis, Arthur, Syl, Gil, and the others around for, if everything goes well, our entire lives. We can pretty much annoy Arthur and worry Francis for an eternity as long as we don't screw up too bad," said Alfred, grinning at the end.

"I heard that and may I just say that I am pleased to hear that you are aware of how annoying you are. Though, I'm a bit wary now that it seems like you do it on purpose," said a voice behind him. They turned around to find Arthur and Francis, who was being held back with one arm of the Brit, hovering behind them. Alfred grinned. "Hey, if that's what you think, that's what you think. I'm not gonna try to convince you one way or the other," he said.

"'Going to'. Anyways, it does warm my heart to hear that you two...actually enjoy being here. Part of me was worried that after the 'honeymoon' time was over that you'd get sick of the two of us bickering," said Arthur. "And it certainly puts a smile on my face to hear that as well! Arthur! Release me so I can show these boys some affection!" demanded the Frenchman. Arthur sighed and moved his arm. "Just don't spoil them too much," he mutters as Francis zipped forward to envelop the two in a bear hug.

"You two are always welcomed here. I don't know what we would do without you at this point! The nest would feel so empty. Believe it or not, Arthur feels the same way even if he is too emotionally stifled to actually come out and say it," said Francis, nuzzling his two 'fledglings.' Sylvia and Gilbert flew up to see what the meeting was all about.

"Hey! Last one to the nest has to eat one of Arthur's scones!" teased Gilbert. Everyone froze before making a maddash to the nest. "Wankers! Don't use my cooking as a punishment!" shouted Arthur before following after them.

And thus we close our final chapter...or have we? Is there possibly a sequel to be found? Probably not until I have inspiration for one. Let me know if you guys have any ideas! Reviews welcome!