Hey, remember me? I'm sorry I couldn't update sooner! Life and school have a funny way of getting in the way of stuff, you know? Anyway, here's the next chapter…I was reading some of them over and realized that they aren't as "slow going" as I thought...or I hope they aren't. Any comments you have to improve my writing would be much appreciated ;) Thanks for reading!

William Bonnefoy

"I don't know Alfred," I say as I kick at the grass in the back yard.

We had walked out here to get further away from Arthur, and the house, but the wind was starting to pick up. It smelled of cold rain.

"What's wrong? I mean it will…solidify our freedom, right? What better way to change, no separate us from him than with our names?"

I leaned my head back, not wanting to look at my brother, "But I like my name Alfred. Papa and…Arthur gave it to me. And they gave you yours."

"All the more reason for us to change them. I want to because he gave it to me. Come on, we have to assert ourselves. I want us to be strong nations, don't you Will?"

He was lying on the grass a few feet away. His eyes were closed behind his glasses against the grey light filtering through the clouds. His hair was starting to blow over his face.

I sighed and sunk down to the ground, automatically starting to pick at the grass, "Ya, I do, but Al., it's our names."

He rolled his head to the side so he could see me, "So what?"

We sat like that in silence for a minute or two before he suddenly sat up, "Matthew."

I looked at him and met sparking, violet eyes, "Huh? Who's that?"

He smiled knowingly, "You, Matthew."

I felt my eyebrows draw together in confusion, "No…I'm William…your brother?"

"Matthew." This time he was pointing.

Realization dawned on me and I shook my head, "No, Alfred. I'm-"

"Matthew."

"William." I enunciated.

"Matthew~" He sung back.

"William!"

"Matthew!"

"Will-" Alfred tackled me mid sentence and pinned me to the ground.

"Matthew!" He declared.

"Alfred! Get off me-!" I gasped as he continued to sit on my back, holding back one of my arms.

"Not until you accept your name!" He began laughing hysterically and tugging my arm back harder.

"Ow! Cut it out!" I tried to roll him off, but he wouldn't move, "Stop it; you're going to dislocate my shoulder! Alfred! Ok, fine!"

He stopped laughing abruptly and eased up on my arm, "Really, Mattie? Then say it."

I grunted, "Fine. I'm now Matthew…Williams."

He tugged my arm back again, "Ha! That's cheating Mattie!"

"Knock it off! Can't I have a last name? Ouch! You're really hurting my arm Al.!"

He sighed as if he was bored and finally let go of my arm, rolling off of my back in the same instant. I face planted into the grass, getting dirt stick in my lenses, "You're an ass Alfred."

"Pfft, just because I came up with an awesome name for you." He jumped up, planting his fists on his sides, and stood over me.

He was looking expectantly down at me, "What?"

He smiled, "Don't you want to know my new name, Mattie?"

I groaned, "No."

"Well, it's," He cleared his throat, "Captain Superamazing Man! Hero of the nations!"

I let my forehead hit the ground again as I groaned, "I have an idiot for a brother."

"What?"

Thus proving my point, "I said I'm not calling you that."

"Of course you are, Matthew! It's my name." He said matter-of-factly.

I sat up, "Alfred-"

"That's Captain, to you." He interrupted.

I continued anyway, "-that's not even a word."

He smiled wider, "No, it's a name."

I rolled my eyes and sat up as he began running around kicking and punching the trees around us. Making explosion sounds as he did. I sighed, "You'll always be Alfred, Alfred."

He stopped and gasped, "You're right, Mattie. I don't want villains to know my hero name!"

"Wait, what? That's not-"

"Ya, so my 'normal' name will be…Alfred, Alfred Freedom Jones!" He was now talking in a weird voice, like the narrator in a movie or something.

He began rambling on about his new name the he "came up with on the spot". I flopped back down onto the cool grass as my brother's voice grew louder and louder, even though he was slowly moving away from me.

Is that foreshadowing I see there? ;) there's a bit of irony in here to…you know with that one guy…"who?" XD sorry, I'm not feeling well .

Only a few more chapters to go! Thanks for sticking with my story guys, I appreciate it! :)

We'll see what happens when Alfred comes calling for his freedom in the next chapter…