*sob* I'm just the worst updater ever with this story. And I really like writing it too!

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It was forgotten about. Simple as that. Life settled into a normal routine for the boys of our group, each with a daily routine that they would follow without fail. Sure, they tried to get back to their playground and finish what they had so determinedly started, but things always got into the way. Some nights they would plan to meet up and one would forget to show up (you see, it was either they all go together or they don't), or something would happen and they would have to reschedule.

Either way, every Saturday night when they should have met up and done the work that they had assigned themselves, they were sleeping in their beds. And slowly, the memory of that place began to fade, until they couldn't remember why they ever wanted to go into the woods in the first place. Time is funny like that, erasing the things that seem like they should be the most important, and leaving people behind with nothing.

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Fast forward: Eight Years

"I'm telling you Mattie this girl had tits the size of Texas!" Alfred exclaimed, not caring that they were in the middle of the hallway of their high school, or that everyone was staring.

"I seriously doubt that," Matthew muttered with a sigh. Alfred didn't hear of course. He just kept going on and on about how amazing this girls boobs were.

Ten years had passed since they were the boys we knew back then who traveled into the woods. They were only just starting their senior year, ready and eager to graduate and start their lives. In that frame of time, so much had changed. Alfred grew extremely popular, joining sports teams and being the captain of them all. This year he had joined football, easily making varsity and becoming the star quarterback. Matthew on the other hand, became almost invisible besides Alfred when he needed him and his best friend Lovino. Over the years Lovino hadn't changed to much, besides taking Matthew under his wing and learning new swear words. Ivan and Feliciano were still the same nice people, and Kiku was still a lot quieter than he should be.

"Matt! Mattie are you listening?" Alfred pouted, hands on his hips. He stomped his foot like a first grader. Matthew deadpanned at him.

"No," Matthew flatly said. Alfred whined, tugging on Matthew's sweater, making sure that the younger paid attention to him.

"Stop it Alfred!"

"Not until you pay attention to me! I wasn't done talking about her!" Alfred whined. Matthew rolled his eyes, snatching his sweater out of Alfred's grip the moment he had a chance.

"Sorry Alfred I don't want to listen to the girl who has boobs 'the size of Texas!'" Matthew used his air quotes, making Alfred pout just like before.

"Oh come on! Not like you ever meet someone!"

"Shut up. We're already late for meeting the guys. You said that you wanted to do something right?" Matthew wanted to change the subject. He didn't want this to go any further. Plus everyone else really was waiting for them outside.

"Right! Come on, your slowing me down!" Alfred grabbed Matthew, dragging him along and out of the school. Everyone was around Kiku's car. He wasn't the only one with a licence, but he was the only one who thought to save up for a car. While everyone else was waiting and saving up he was nice enough to give everyone a ride home after school. Now that Matthew really thought about it, they probably owed him a lot of gas money.

"About time fat ass, making us wait for you. What took you so long?" Lovino snapped out. Alfred grinned sheepishly, bringing up a hand behind his head.

"Sorry guys I forgot," Alfred admitted. Everyone else rolled their eyes, used to this behavior.

"Good thing Matthew was there huh? He probably made you remember!" Lovino seemed eager for a fight today, not normally as snappish as this at his friends. Matthew went and stood by Lovino, trying to calm his Italian friend down.

"Just ignore Lovi! He had a rough day and the teacher was mean," Feliciano spoke up, patting his brother on the back.

"Don't fucking call me that!" Lovino yelled at his brother, a blush on his face.

"Ms. Riola again?" Matthew asked with concern. Lovino scoffed at his friend, shrugging off the hand that Matthew placed on his shoulder in comfort.

"The bitch doesn't know how to teach Spanish to save her life," he muttered.

"Good thing Lovino already knows how to speak Spanish!" Feliciano said again.

"I told you not to call-wait you actually said Lovino that time." Lovino was in shock. His brother normally never listened to him.

"That's what you asked right?" Feliciano asked with confusion. Lovino just nodded at his brother.

"Why did you want us here Alfred?" Ivan asked, bringing everyone back to reality to where they were needed and wanted.

"Oh ya! I was thinking that since it's a three day weekend we could have a sleepover at my house, just like we did when I first moved here. Wouldn't it be great? We could have fun and play games and do random things just like we did way back then. What do you say?" Alfred looked at his friends with wide eyes, not wanting any of them to say no. Not like they did though.

"I don't know..." Ivan said.

"Please?" Alfred pleaded.

"Fine, fat ass, but only if Matthew and Feliciano go!" Lovino challenged.

"Ve~ I want to go!" exclaimed Feliciano.

"I...I guess," Matthew drawled out. At least Lovino would be there and would talk to him. He ignored the groan that Lovino let out.

Kiku and Ivan still looked distressed about whether or not they should go. Ivan and Alfred had a time of falling out, and their friends had called it the 'Cold War' period because Alfred was American and Ivan was from Russia. They still weren't over it, but at least they could tolerate each other without trying to rip out each other's throats. Kiku just didn't want to because the last time he tried to bring his futon over (because he didn't have a sleeping bag) he accidentally broke a lamp. Alfred's mom said that it was okay, but he still felt guilty.

"Kiku, bring your futon, we hated that lamp anyways. Maybe this time you could break the old t.v. so that my mom will get a new one," Alfred said. Kiku couldn't help but let out a little smile.

"Fine Alfred-san I shall come over at seven," Kiku said. Everyone turned to Ivan, waiting to see if they would be missing a member of their group or not.

"It's not our group without you Ivan," Alfred declared. It was probably the nicest thing that Alfred said to him other since they started talking to each other again. Ivan smiled at him, not a fake smile that he used always, but a real nice smile that made everyone relax.

"Seven o'clock, I'll be there."

"Alright! Seven o'clock everyone meet up at my house and we will rock the house!"

Everyone piled into Kiku's car, excited for the three day weekend that was sure to bring adventure and fun for their gang.

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