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Hot dogs, sausage patties, eggs, home-style fries, bacon, and biscuits littered the table.

A flashily dressed papa is teasing the more reserved and short tempered dad.

Although, arguing one of papa's hands has disappeared and a blush has appeared on dad's face.

Alfred is trying to eat a three story breakfast burger with everything in it, apparently trying to give himself a heart attack.

Considering its Alfred though he'll figure out how to eat it whole and then some.

Michelle on the other hand is turned around talking to the fish in the tank behind her.

Following her lead and ignoring my family I looked at all the pictures and trophies strewn throughout the room.

There's a picture of all of us together the day Alfred and I were adopted at the age of ten, Alfred's trophies and pictures from football, multiple pictures of Michelle, and unsurprisingly one or two of me.

Considering the amount of pictures and trophies it would be expected to have more with me in them but, I guess that just goes to show just how fondly I'm thought of compared to my siblings.

"-ieu, Mathieu are you listening?' Papa asked.

"Quoi?' I replied in a small voice.

"We were just telling Alfred and Michelle that today we would be back late, since we had a planned event to go to after eating at a restaurant." answered dad.

"Oh, ok." I said with a small smile trying to act ok with it like the old Mattie would have.

After five years my family still can't remember me or the day they chose as my birthday.

Even though I already knew it the fact hurts.

How could the two of them just plan something on my birthday?

My parents the ones who chose me and not the other way around.

They could have gotten any other kid, but no they got me and Alfred.

Maybe I was like a package deal.

They get the kid they want plus another kid who looks like him.

The feeling to cry quickly overcame me at the thoughts that filled my mind, but it was no use.

One, the tears had dried up and stopped long ago and two; I was still acting at the moment and couldn't slip up.

I ate my food as fast as possible and got up to make sure I had everything ready today.

Excusing myself I walked past Alfred who was getting another cup of coffee and papa getting knocked out of his chair.

After five minutes I had everything I needed.

My hockey equipment, laptop, camera, lunch box, Kumakiro, and backpack full of necessary supplies were all packed.

I hurried out the room to go to school.

Once out I noticed everything was too quiet.

Nobody was home.

I guess I was left behind, but oh well they already received their first strike; at the rate they're going they won't last until the end of the day.

Sitting down I started messing with Kuma and making sure that he was ready for the day as well.

I had a feeling it was going to be an exhilarating day if not explosive.

A wild grin spread along my face at the thought.

Just wait and see.

No one will ever forget me.

Two things in this chapter have happened to me? Can you guess the two correctly? Oh, and do you want a small POV section for Alfred in every chapter?

Sorry for not updating earlier. I had midterms, was not feeling well, and sort of lost my plot bunny. So basically had a hectic week plus my duties as a sister, daughter, student, friend, etc.

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