Snoring filled the small room as Alfred slept peacefully in his nice warm bed. He nuzzled into the pillow and flopped his body onto the other side, sighing as he got comfortable in his new position, still dreaming about the superhero he will soon be one day. His dreams carried him without a worry or care about what anyone, including himself thought. Deep in his dream land he was guaranteed that nothing will wake him up.

That is until he smelt scrambled eggs, pancakes, and oh lordy bacon. He loved bacon. His stomach grumbled, made such a noise that it had hurt. Alfred groaned in his pillow, he didn't want to get up. He didn't want to deal with the day's temptation, only to have something he wanted completely out of reach. Alfred made a noise of frustration in the back of his throat. There was a knocking at the door as Matthew came in to his room poking his head in as he gave a kind little smile. "Al, I made breakfast for you. And it's a weekend so we don't have to worry and hurry to eat." He said in a low voice. Growing up with Alfred, he knew that loud voices in the morning, unless it's him of course. Annoy Alfred and could possibly put him in a grouchy mood all day, so speaking low was his best option to convince him of anything. Especially since eating was going to be a problem. Alfred, however, panicked. There would be no way to convince Mattie he wasn't hungry, he wouldn't even be able to fake it either since Gilbert wouldn't be with him to eat. "Uh…I'll be down in a sec; I'm just going to take a shower." He said as he quickly got up and locked himself in the bathroom. Mattie looked at his brother oddly as he rushed into his bathroom. Matthew shrugged, he'll take it as a small victory since he now's that Al has no way avoiding his food. "Hurry then! Or you'll have to eat cold!" He called out after his brother as he went down the stairs with a smirk on his face. He knows he'll win, especially if Al is hungry.

Alfred closed the door behind him, and slid down the door as he rubbed his eyes. 'Not good, not good at all.' He thought miserably as he knocked his head back lightly making an audible thump come from the contact. He didn't have a clue how he's avoid this, and he didn't want to sabotage all his progress that he worked so hard for. No. It wasn't him that was screwing things up, it was Mattie. What's worse was that he was clueless and it was all unintentional too! Alfred groaned, but got up, stripping off his clothes and turning on the shower, making sure that before he stepped in that it was a good temperature. When satisfied he jumped in letting the water run through his tired body relaxing his sore muscles. Sighing in content, Alfred rubbed down his arms and shoulders as if trying to smooth the water into his body, before dunking his hair into the spray of water and continuing to wash his hair and body.

Turning off the water and grabbing a towel, he rubbed his body dry and hopped onto the scale. He frowned slightly, in a way he was proud of his accomplishments, from going to 170 he had now dropped off to 156. He dropped down quite a few jean sizes, in face; he now needed a belt to hold his pants up. So…Why isn't he satisfied? Why did he feel like it isn't good enough? Alfred sighed, as a determined look was sent to the scale, he just has to lose more, much more. 156 Is not good enough. Taking a sticky note, he wrote down his current weight and putting it below his old weight before. He grimaced as he looked at his reflection, glaring at the reflective surface. "God, I still look like a tub of lard…" He said as he grabbed his stomach, disgust written all over his face. "I'm disgusting." He stated as he put on a pair of his now baggy jeans and a large sweatshirt, hoping it will cover some of his disgusting body from the poor world that has to look at him. As he trotted down the stairs, Matthew peeked his head from the kitchen, beaconing him to come into the kitchen. "You're lucky it's Saturday, or else you wouldn't have time to eat all the food I made." He said with a cheery smile as he put the plate in front of the blond, making Alfred gulp at the obvious temptation in front of him. "Yeah…Lucky." He said, trying to keep his tone light hearted, only ending up flat and almost on the edge of sarcasm. 'This is just too cruel.' He thought as he was ushered to sit down with the plate full with two pieces of toast, one egg sunny side up, with six pieces of bacon. All of them where Alfred's favourite foods. yummy, greasy, and utterly fattening, which made the older twin mentally gag. Mattie, skinny little Mattie, sat down with him with a matching plate of food, with a bright smile, he bit into a piece of bacon, giving Alfred a look to eat. "I know you've been having a stressful week, and we haven't spending much time together, so I made you some of your favourites! I guess as bonding time, so go on and eat! Tell me how it is." He said, with such a smile that Alfred just didn't have the heart to tell him no. Picking up a piece of bacon, he slowly nibbled at it and the flavour exploded in his mouth in such a heavenly way. And soon his light nibble had soon turned to demolishing his plate, eating it like a rabid animal. It was so good he just couldn't put it down as he gorged himself. While Skinny, innocent little Mattie sat there. Satisfied with himself as he finished off his bacon, and slowly working on his toast.

When Mattie's cell rang, Alfred had just finished off his last piece of toast, not yet hitting him about the wrong he had done until Mattie got up from his chair. "Oh, Gilbert invited me over to his house, so I'm heading out okay?" He smiled, before dashing off to put on his shoes, and the sound of the door shutting echoed throughout the house. Alfred looked at his plate completely dumbfounded, unable to comprehend what he had done to himself and his work. "Oh god…Oh god, what did I do?" He whispered as the horror finally sunk in to brain, the pain of an overly full stomach started becoming obvious. "I-I gotta get rid of it. I…" He choked on his words as he rush to his bathroom, shutting the door closed and hovering over the toilet, jamming his fingers down his throat successfully activating his gag reflex, and fifteen seconds later her felt the burn in his throat as his purged his breakfast back out, which hadn't been even digested yet as soften chunks came out. As Alfred continued gagging Spitting the rest of the stomach acid and phlegm out of his mouth he lied down, wiping his mouth on his sleeve to make sure he didn't have any vomit or spit on his mouth. He was exhausted; throwing up always took so much out of him. He lied on the bathroom floor for a few minutes before slowly getting up and flushing the toilet, not feeling anything in his stomach anymore. No hunger pains, no fullness, absolutely nothing. And he liked it that way. Picking up his tooth brush and tooth paste he cleaned his mouth out from the awful taste of vomit, spitting out the residue stuck on his teeth. "Gross, but worth it." He said, as he flopped down on the bed. Now that he thought about it, yeah, he was a little tired, but it was almost worth it. He was full for those few minutes, but was able to throw it back up. "Maybe I should do that instead…" He mumbled as he drifted off to sleep. 'I think about it later…'

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Matthew was incredibly proud of himself.

He did it, he finally did it! He made his twin not only eat, but shove it down his throat like a hungry animal. The smile that he was wearing though had dropped off his face, and worry set into the pit of his stomach. Maybe…Maybe he shouldn't have left him by himself. Not after something that was probably traumatic for Alfred seeing that his work of 'getting thinner' going down the drain. He probably didn't add to the fact that he also gave him the greasiest breakfast in the history of breakfast's…He shook his head. No, Alfred will be fine. He'll probably just raid the fridge or something, isn't that how diets usually work for people? They eat one yummy thing and give up? Yeah, yeah, that sounded like something Alfred would do, so he should stop worrying about it. But still, even as Matthew gave himself one of his pep – talks on Alfred's well being, he didn't seem to believe it himself. "Ismeal will tell me everything's alright." Matthew told himself, as he headed over to his place. Yeah, he knew he told Alfred that he was going over to his Albino boyfriends place, but really it was Ismeal. Knowing those two's very rocky relationship, it wouldn't go over Alfred very well if he said something along the lines of the Cuban and him seeing each other.

Reaching the said Cuban's house, he knocked on the door, waiting for the larger boy to show up, and it was no surprise to Matthew when he did, ushering the younger twin inside, and shoving a small container of ice cream in his hands, he knew what Mattie was here for, so why not give him the obviously needed comfort food? "So how's the star spangled dick head? Doing any better?" When Matthew shot him a withering glare, the Cuban raised an eyebrow and his hands in surrender, with a mumbled apology as the two sat on the couch in his room. Matthew sighed, rubbing his face in frustration. "He lost quite a bit of weight. I wasn't expecting him to lose it so fast." Ismeal stretched his lips into a thin line, now getting into the touchy subject. While he couldn't stand the older twin, he cared a lot for his best friend. He also believed that if Alfred was going to go, it shouldn't be like that. No one deserved to die in misery and self loathing.

Not even Alfred.

"Men lose weight much faster then women do, we don't have hormones that make it harder for us to lose the pounds." He said, looking at the distressed face of his blond friend. "How bad is it? How much did he lose?" Matthew shrugged, not knowing his twins current weight, and going off by guessing. "I'm not sure, he originally was around 170? And then he lost a little bit the other week and…I'm not sure, he looks a little bit bigger then me so maybe near 160? Or a little less, I'm not sure, but you can tell he lost weight, his jeans haven't been fitting him lately, and he won't buy new clothes like I suggested…" The last part, Ismeal noticed was not directed at him, but more to just Matthew himself. But he better put his two cents in anyways. "No, he probably won't want to. Baggy clothes will hide his 'Fat' and no matter how many pounds he loses, he'll still think he'll have to hide his body." Ismeal felt bad for the twin, no, he felt bad for both of the twins. Mostly Mattie though, if the blond lost Alfred, Mattie wouldn't react well. It wouldn't be something he'd heal from anyway. And that scared him the most. While he had Gilbert and him, Ismeal wouldn't have to guess that Mattie would only be a shell of who he was for a very long time. Probably wouldn't bounce back; not if Alfred died in something that could possibly be preventable in Matthew's mind.

Matthew made a distressed noise in the back of his throat. "W-well he ate today! I made him a big breakfast, a-and he ate it!" Ismeal shot his eyebrows up in surprise. "Voluntarily?" Ismeal asked, surprised at the fact, since Alfred seemed so adamant to lose the poundage. Matthew looked down, twiddling his thumbs. "W-well, not exactly, Alfred has been trying to hide it from me and everything…And I kind of, well, cornered him and guilted him to eat." Matthew jumped when Ismeal let out booming laugh, and patting the boy hard on the back. "That's great! I didn't know you had that in ya, you sly fox you! Who would of thought little Mattie, could be such a manipulator?" Matthew flinched at the term he was given, not wanting to be thought of something so…Low. He didn't like the fact that he had to guilt Alfred to eat, but it was his only option! He had no choice! "Y-yeah, He finished everything as I got up and left…" Ismeal ceased his laughter and any expression that was on his face was wiped clean off. "Wait…You left as he finished?" Matthew nodded; worry building up in the pit of his stomach. He didn't like this. He didn't like that expression. "Go home. Go right now!" He said as he ushered the boy up from the couch and out of his room. "W-what? Why?" Matthew cried out astonished and a little worried. "You should have watched him! Waited an hour at least before leaving him alone! He could have thrown it back up!" Matthew's eyes widened at the revelation. Why didn't he think that before!? It hadn't even crossed his mind that Alfred could have done that. "It's probably to late anyway, but at least…Be there." Ismeal said as he watched Matthew nod and walk out the door.

As Matthew walked down the street towards the direction of his house, he let a choked sob escape his lips, not seeing anyone near him that would here or see him. He stopped and covered his eyes unsuccessfully attempting to stop the tears. "I'm sorry Al."

I don't know what to do…

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Hey guys did you miss me? I bet you did, I haven't updated in so long it's actually ridiculous.

So, I'm going to be honest, I had actually gotten really into the Nordics and started cosplaying and going to a lot of cons (I do Finland in my Nordic group, I have a link in my profile if you guys want to see XD) and was mostly absorbed in thatand took a break from writing…For nearly a year. But I actually had really bad writers block as well to add to that, and every time I tried to write I actually gave up and then I just left it. So when I started it I had only half a page done. When I got back on I suddenly had an Idea and just wrote like hell and BOOM that's what finished it.

I also had a lot of readers messaging me and reviewing, kinda to see if I was alive or not, and I was, no worries and many of times, if I was messaged I would reply. But I didn't do much after that. I think what really kicked my but to get back into this was that I had read this really amazing fanfic that my friend and I had followed and they hadn't updated since February and they had just updated not even three days ago. I was really happy and excited and then I told my friend. "God, I hate it when they never upda-" By that moment I realized I was one of them =_= And so I decided to come back! And hopefully I'll update more then I have been.

So I'm back and I really hope you enjoyed this chapter guys!