The sun rose across the sky, casting a glow over the city. From two different sides of the city our stories characters were awaking. Young Alfred jumped up from his bed, quickly to look outside. Car's lined the streets people bustling about. He waved eagerly from above at the many below; some waved back others ignored him. However that wasn't enough to ruin his good mood.
Looking over at his brother who was still asleep in bed he grinned, running over and jumping on top of the bed. He jumped up and down, shaking the bed and doing his very best to get his older brother up. "Artie! Artie! Get up!" Arthur rolled over, covering his ears with a pillow, trying to drown out his brother. "Ugh, Alfred it's my day off. Just go play and I'll be up in a bit." The bouncing stopped; Arthur gave himself a mental high five on that. "But Artie!" The boy whined like only a 9 year old could do. "I wanna go to the park with you! They said Superman was going to be there, in person!"
Again the bouncing continued, only this time on Arthur's stomach. "Oomph! Alfred you git! Stop!" The tiny boy just giggled, his baby blue eyes sparkling as he continued. The Englishman smiled at his brother, a gleam in his green eyes. "Oh, not going to listen? Well then, you know what that means?" Alfred, stopped looking at his brother with a confused expression. He made room for his older brother to sit up. "I guess we won't go see superman." With a shrug, Arthur watched his brother's mouth drop. "I- I stopped! See Artie! Please take me to see Superman!"
"Well, alright. But let's get dressed first alright? Can't go see a famous superhero in our jim-jams can we?" He smiled leading Alfred off to get dressed.
On the opposite side of town young Mattie was just now waking up, the smell of maple syrup and pancakes polluting the air. His eyes shot open, and soon he jumped out of bed. The flying covers floated right back down onto the bed covering up Mr. Kumajirou. He raced down the stairs, almost flying. He absolutely loved pancakes, especially with Francis's homemade maple syrup.
Jumping up onto the kitchen chair he grinned at his older brother. "Y-You made pancakes?" The Frenchman chuckled turning around to face his brother. "Ohonhonhon. Of course I did. I figured that this would be a perfect way to start our day. Just you and me petit frère."
Little Mattie's eyes lit up as a large plate of pancakes sat in front of him. First order of business, drowning the fluffy cakes in maple syrup. "What do you mean Francis?" He asked before shoving a spoonful into his mouth. His brother merely leaned against the refrigerator. "Well, a certain someone told me that there was a hockey game today. I thought we might drop by."
The silver spoon dropped hitting the plate with a clang, young Matthews eyes were wide and his mouth open. His voice was slightly louder than usual. "Y-You don't mean that game? I heard it was sold out!" Francis nodded to his brother, grinning. "Oh yes, it was. But I have my ways." He pulled out two tickets from his pocket. The next thing the Frenchman knew was he was being hugged by Mattie.
With his face covered in syrup after finishing his pancakes young Mattie hurried up the stairs. "A whole day to spend with my big brother!" Francis watched him run out of the kitchen and smiled. There wouldn't be that many times he'd get to interact with his younger brother, after all the show was set to start filming in a couple of days. He just smiled, for now at least he could try to restore the bond between him and his brother which the show would surely try to break.
(Hey guys, I might take up requests for one time side characters. Ask me now and later on I may add them. Also I just want to thank you guy's for the follows and complements on this, you guys are very nice. )