I'm right on time !

(For once *cough cough*)

Remember the trigger warnings I gave ? Then you can continue to read, please don't say in the review.

"DUH, YOU SWEARER."

I know. CX

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Time sure fly by hella quickly.

"Boys wake up..." Arthur sighed, seeing that the alarm he got for Matthew and Alfred wasn't quite useful. The twins only groaned and stayed in their bunkbed, hiding their heads with the blanket.

"I have no time to lose with you two." Suddenly, the boy started levitating out of their beds.

"Arthur ! Why can't we like, take the day off for once ?!" A now 16 years old Alfred whined as he got released down on the ground with his brother.

"School is important. You should know that by now." Arthur rolled his eyes and left the bedroom.

Yes, time flew by way too fast. He remembered so many years ago, when they were still well hidden in the forest, all alone. Sure now, lots of things were different.

Firstly, the small family moved in town, using the money Arthur 'gained' to buy a decent house, blaming all the money they had on a heritage from their grandparents. The seller didn't ask more and gave it right away.

Secondly, Francis and Arthur were officially a thing. Even though they didn't show it much outside of their house, as even if the people of their town were quite open minded, they still got those nasty glances. They also managed to finish college. Arthur was an English teacher meanwhile Francis was a doctor.

Thirdly, with time, things and people age up. Alfred and Matthew were both teenager now, with everything coming with it. Acne, rebellious phases, they weren't 'special snowflakes'. They even both have girlfriends, but that's another story.

"They were still asleep ?" Francis giggled, continuing to cook breakfast.

"Yes. I don't get them. They can't be wake on weekdays, but watch out when it's the weekend, they raise up with the sun." He groaned a little, as he raised up with this unstoppable headache.

At least, the sound of the shower starting upstair told him that at least one of the, was awake. The other confirmed his consciousness by appearing in the kitchen. The sudden appearance startled Francis, who quickly turned his face to look at the violet eyed twin.

"Good morning." Matthew whispered, smiling slightly. He was all dressed up already and had his bag on his back.

"Matthieu ! Don't scare me like that again !"

"I'm sorry." He slightly smirk but let's be serious, he didn't regret it. He was kind sure, but loved to do pranks. Let's say he was more polite than kind...

He sat down next to Arthur and started to talk with him, asking about this and that. They waited for Alfred to get down before starting to eat together.

"I don't think I can eat anymore..." Alfred loudly blurted, closing his eyes for a second. Usually, he had a stomach with no end, always eating... Except right now.

"Alfred saying he can't eat anymore ? Is that possible ?" Matthew teased.

"Oi ! No fair ! You eat just as much !"

"No I don't"

"Yes you do."

"Okay, you can stop now, you both eat like pigs." Arthur cut it off, rubbing his temples. All he wanted was some calm before being surrounded by a bunch of noisy kids. His voice was happily enough to calm the twins down.

A hour later, they were on the road to go to their respectful work. Francis, even with the job he had, worked out to have the same schedule as his lover, permitting to spend more time with him, even if he was something called to go at random hours.

"ALL THE SINGLE LADIES !"

"ALL THE SINGLE LADIES!"

"NOW PUT YOUR HANDS UP!"

"OOH OOH OOH !"

The lovebirds had to retain their laughter. At the radio, they decided to play some old song. Right now it was 'Single ladies (put a ring on it)' by Beyoncé. The twins started to sing along with the radio and it was goddamn funny. Specially with their little choreography. Sometime they would get the lyrics wrong but who cares ? As long as it wasn't a Justin Bieber song, they'd be alright.

"They should put some Simple Plan or Hedley on." Matthew whined a little looking through the window.

"Pfft~ they don't out it on because their tunes are not as good as Beyoncé and Rihanna !"

And there goes the arguing again...

Francis' eyes narrowed when the road their were supposed to take was blocked. There was a huge accident, with three cars implied. The authorities that stopped them told them what it was all about. Eight people, eight badly almost fatally injured people.

As he turned around, the twins looked behind, seeing one of the injured laying on the ground hopeless.

"Fuck it."

Matthew took Alfred's hand, whispering and got teleported right out of their car. Arthur cursed like a sailor and screamed to Francis to stop the car, they both ran to were the twins gone off to, passing by the authorities with no problems.

And this was odd.

How could one could pass by the cops and not being lectured or chasing after ? Well sure, Francis screamed he was a doctor but yet...

They didn't have yet the time to think about it. The paramedics weren't there, the cops were useless, people we bleeding and they needed help. Arthur didn't quite know where to put his head.

When he saw the twins using their levitating magic to bring all the people together in the same point, he decided to do the same. Francis would check their vital signs, making a pre-diagnostic of their conditions along with trying to stop the blooding flooding from their bodies.

It was so sad. There were two girls slowly dying, a child under ten years old between dead and life and others were whining and crying, being traumatized by what happened.

"What do we do now ?!" Arthur yelled raising up his head.

Yet he didn't have the time to get an answer, a fourth car crashed right into them, losing control because of it's breaks breaking.

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Hello again.

The accident I just told you about actually happened.

Same conditions. A car slipped on the black ice (joy of Canada) and two others got caught with it, causing 8 injured people. 2 girls from New-Brunswick being almost dead, a child under teen years old being badly injured (we still don't know about how she's doing by now.)

Shall you be safe on the road please...