A/N: I posted this to my tumblr awhile ago but I completely forgot to post it here. Oops! The lyrics are from a song called "Question" by Old 97's.

Title: Say Yes

Warnings: None

Summary: Alfred is eager to show Arthur a YouTube video.

Alfred pushed me down into the swivel chair at his desk and twirled me around to face his giant Mac. He grabbed at the mouse, moving it back and forth eagerly until the screen blossomed back to life.

"Let me just pull it up," Alfred said as he leaned over me to type something into the search bar.

"I swear to God, Alfred, if this is another cat video-"

"It's not, it's not," he laughed and waved me off with his free hand. "I really think you're gonna like it," he assured, scrolling through the results.

"Is it a fan video?" I had to ask. I'd been vlogging on YouTube for about 5 years now and was relatively popular. In fact that was the way I'd met Alfred; he'd posted a video response, and we sort of went back and forth until it was too late. I was smitten with a fan.

He chuckled.

"Well, now that you mention it, it kind of is." He pulled back and revealed a buffering video entitled 'A Question.'

"You gotta tell me what you think of it", Alfred said as the narrow gray bar filled further and the video continued to buffer. When it was finally done he clicked the play button.

"I'm gonna go grab some snacks," he alerted me with a smile, before quickly stepping out of the room and down the stairs of our small townhouse. I noticed that the video was only about two and half minutes in length, which didn't really allow time for snacking, but I'd given up trying to understand my boyfriend quite some time ago.

The video flashed, changing from dormant black to a vibrant blue. White text faded in reading "This video is for someone very special…" before disappearing. Not a second passed before it was replaced with more text: "I have a question for him." The words vanished, just like those before them. "And I hope he says yes."

The entire blue screen faded this time and in it's place played some grainy footage of… me? The clip that was playing was of my first video ever posted to YouTube. How embarrassing it was to watch now.

"I'm not really sure why I'm doing this," proclaimed my younger self. "But who knows," I paused and smiled. "Maybe something good will come from it."

And in a second, I too was gone, replaced with black as music started fading in. I turned to the doorway to question Alfred, but he wasn't yet back from the kitchen.

I let my attention drift back to the screen where the music was speeding up and increasing in volume. A soft voice joined the guitar strums, as a young man started singing about a girl he clearly screen remained black, and for a moment I thought something was wrong with the video. That is…

Someday somebody's gonna ask you

Until the chorus started…

A question that you should say yes to

At which point I was no longer worried…

Baby, tonight, I've got a question for you.

But in shock.

At first it was my brothers on the screen, all three gathered in a room with Will holding a massive white poster board that read "Say Yes!" They were all smiling and sending me thumbs ups, (with the exception of Phillip who was making inappropriate hand gestures), but before I knew what was going on they were gone and replaced with a new face. Alfred's brother filled the screen, revealing a soft smile, and also holding a piece of paper. "Say Yes," he mouthed and pointed to the the piece of parchment that had the same two words scrawled across it in loose cursive. Eventually Matthew vanished and in his place appeared Francis, an old friend, or perhaps enemy, of mine from university. He too was holding something, a heart-shaped piece of paper that read "Dis Oui." The screen split in two and Gilbert, an old drinking buddy, came into view smiling cheekily and holding up an ipad that was flashing the words "Sagen Ja."

This phenomena continued for the next two minutes, with a new but familiar face appearing on the screen every ten seconds or so. I watched awed as college and sixth form friends, co-workers past and present, relatives and eventually my parents materialized in front of my eyes, each holding something that encouraged me to "Say Yes."

Baby, tonight, I've got a question for you.

The video wound down and my closest friend appeared on the screen, lip-syncing the lyrics and pointing toward me. I couldn't help but smile at Alfred.

I've got a question for you.

"Well, Arthur?"

His voice, most definitely not coming from the computer screen, caught my attention and I turned to find Alfred kneeling in the doorway. He reached into his pocket and produced a small velvet box.

"I've got a question for you."

Needless to say, I said yes.