Hey y'all! Blackwinds137 here to give y'all an update! We are terribly sorry for how long it is taking for our next chapter. But you see, the length of that chapter should make up for it! We have four pages planned already, not entirely written out in full detail, but we haven't even reached the main plot. So! We can expect it to either be cut into two chapters or it will be one long one! Quick shout out, the next chapter is possible thanks to PastaAndWurst! We thank you!

PastaAndWurst is awesome! :D

If we are lucky, we MIGHT be able to put the next chapter up within the month. Tomorrow is the last day of Final exams, and school for that matter, so we'll try to publish it for you!

Anywho, another thing! Because of how long we are making you wait, we decided to write up a mini one-shot, not entirely related to the story! This is supposed to take place a week after the incident with Ivan. Hope y'all enjoy it!

(Be happy! I'm up at 12:38 AM for YOU guys when I should be sleeping! I hope that shows y'all how much you're appreciated!)

Running. Running as far-as fast- as his little legs could carry him. He high-tailed it. He wasn't waiting around anymore. Risking a glance over his shoulder, he saw his little brother's violet orbs looking back at him. Their hands were clasped together in an unbreakable bond. Alfred looked forward, dodging through people. Why aren't they helping them? He swerved, bobbed and weaved his way through the crowd, making sure to never let go of his brother's hand.

If he did...Well, he didn't want to think of that. The man was still chasing them. Running as fast as they were. Almost close enough to reach for his brother and take him away. Almost.

He began to run faster, brother in tow. As he rounded a corner, he saw two very familiar faces. Green and blue eyes landed on him and Matthew. He wanted so bad to stop in front of them and cling onto them as tightly he was clinging to Matthew's hand...So why didn't he? Instead of doing what he so desperately wanted to do, knowing full well that his Dad and Papa would protect them, he continued running...That is not what he wanted to do. But as he glanced back again, he looked at another set of purple eyes...Not his brothers, but the man chasing them...

...Ivan.

Ivan was in pursuit of the two, closely behind. As the brothers turned another corner, continuing to run, Alfred felt a tug in his hand followed by a yelp. Looking back, he saw Ivan's hand grasping Matthew's wrist, trying to take him into his possession. Alfred protested, yelling, "Let him go!" But it was no use. Alfred could feel the grip between him and his brother slipping. Very slowly, it became harder and harder to keep the grasp. Finally, feeling the hand slip, the Russian ripped Matthew away from Alfred, Matthew struggling to get free.

Alfred tried to chase after them, but his feet were glued to the spot. He continued to yell futilely as he simply watched his brother being taken away, unable to do anything about it. A few tears streamed down his face as he looked at the scene. Unable to move, all he could call out was, "MATTIE!"

Alfred jolted awake. The image of his brother being taken by Ivan fresh in his mind. Sitting up, he surveyed the room. His eyes stopped on the lump in the other bed. Carefully sliding out of bed, his covers forgotten on the floor, he padded over to the opposite side of the room. Standing beside the bed, he whispered, "Mattie~..."

The young blond groaned, shifting. "Hm?"

A wave of relief flowed through Alfred when he heard his brother's voice. "...Are you awake?" He asked.

Groggily, Matthew replied. "I am now."

"Oh! Good!"

Matthew looked over at his brother, blue and violet eyes meeting. Rubbing his eyes, he asked, "What do you want?"

Alfred looked at Matt a second more before looking down mumbling, "I had a nightmare..."

"...I'm sorry...Did ya wanna stay with me?" Alfred nodded in response. Matthew scooched over, making enough room for the elder one to slide in. "Come on then." Without hesitation, Alfred slid in next to his brother. Matthew closed his eyes, attempting to go back to sleep. He was getting rather close to slipping into the blissful world that were dreams.

Alfred glanced at Matthew before closing his own eyes. He tried to sleep. He really did, but when he closed his eyes, all he saw was Matthew's face when their hands slipped. He saw the fear in those violet orbs, an emotion he hated seeing in his brother's eyes. He saw Ivan taking Matthew away, never to be seen again...His eyes snapped back open. Quietly, he whispered, "Maaaattie..."

Matthew groaned. Why couldn't he just sleep?! "What?!"

"...I don't think I can go back to sleep..."

Matthew looked at his brother. "Do you want me to go get Dad?"

"B-But if you do that, he'll get angry..." That was the last thing Alfred wanted.

Matt thought a moment. "Should I get Papa instead?"

"...Please...?"

Matthew sighed. "Fine, but you're coming with me." With that, he began to get up. Alfred uttered a quick "Kay." And climbed off the bed. Matt walked out of their room and down the hall to their parents' room, Alfred following closely behind. He slowly pushed the door open just a crack, beginning to step inside. Looking inside, he stopped and stepped backward, back into the hallway. Alfred looked at him questioningly and Matt whispered, "I can't do it!"

Alfred glanced at the room, peaking in. Looking back at his brother, he said, "Pleeeeeeeeease?"

"B-But I don't wanna wake them up! It's rude! What if they yell at us?" He asked.

"I dunno!" Was Alfred's only response.

Glancing back at the door, Matthew continued. "I-I don't wanna! You had the nightmare, you do it!"

Their voices began to raise to a normal volume.

"B-But you're the one that said to get Dad or Papa!"

"Doesn't mean I have to do it!"

"Yeah it does!"

"W-Well, you're older! You do it!"

"That's not how it works! You came up with the idea!"

The sound of someone clearing their throat made both the boys freeze. Matthew quietly said, "Bonjour, Papa..."

Alfred slowly looked up at Francis, who stood in the doorway. Giving a sheepish smile, he stuttered, "H-Hi..."

A small smirk graced the man's lips. "What are you two doing?"

Alfred looked up at the man, a little scared. He didn't know if he'd upset Francis...So, in nervousness and slight embarrassment, he began playing with the hem of his shirt as he explained quickly. "W-Well, I-I woke up and woke up Mattie...Then I couldn't go back to sleep..."

With a sigh, Francis bent down in front of Alfred. "Care to tell me why you can't sleep?"

"He had a nightmare," Matthew answered.

Francis glanced at Matthew before looking back at Alfred. "Did you?" Hesitantly, Alfred responded with a nod.

"What's going on?" Said a voice from behind Francis. Arthur leaned against the door frame, looking at the three.

" It seems like our little hero can't sleep and he dragged his brother to come get us," Francis explained.

A light blush formed across Matthew's cheeks. " H-How did you know that?" He stuttered out.

With a smirk, Francis replied, "You two weren't that quiet."

Again, Matthew stuttered saying, "S-Sorry..." Alfred looked down and quietly said, "Sorry..."

Francis lightly chuckled. "It's fine."

Arthur then decided to pipe up again. "Well then, seeing as how you can't sleep, would you two like to sleep in our room tonight?"

Alfred simply nodded whilst Matthew asked, "Can we?"

Picking up Matthew and standing straight with the child in his arms he answered, "Of course you can."

Arthur mimicked his companion's actions and picked up the other child. "Come on then." With that, he walked into their room, Francis following behind. Sitting down, he placed Alfred on the bed next to him. On the other side of the bed, Francis set down Matthew, then laid down, the others following suit.

With a yawn, Francis gave a fond, "Bonne nuit, mes amours."

"Bonne nuit," Matthew said quietly.

"Goodnight, all," Said Arthur.

Alfred looked at his Dad, then his Papa, and finally his brother. Grabbing his brother's hand, in fear he'd be taken again, he quietly said, "Goodnight," and closed his eyes. Matthew closed his eyes as well, both of the boys falling into a sweet slumber.

Francis glanced over at Alfred for a short moment, then turned away and began to curl up. He let out a quiet sigh. He was hoping Alfred would bring up something about his nightmare, but decided it could wait until morning and closed his eyes.

Arthur looked at Francis as he curled up. Looking down at Alfred, a small frown fell upon his lips. Kissing the child's head, he closed his eyes, following the others into sleep.

Hope y'all enjoyed, and if you'd like this to be a two-shot, please leave a review telling us just that! A little advertisement, if you haven't already, please check out the other stories on my account! We are working on a short one-shot called "Inverted Late Night" featuring Spamano, so if you like the pair, please look out for it! Also, check out "Late Night", as this was the original. More updates, and maybe new stories to come, so please stick with us! Sorry for the wait, but we promise it'll be worth it!

Hey guys~! A little thing from me (MG) before you stop reading. I just wanna say that we have more stuff that we're going to put out to you guys soon. I'm done with finals and waiting for Blackwind to finish her finals so we can get to writing! Hope you enjoyed, and R & R~!