Matthew looked around "these are the people you invited!" he snapped turning his narrowing violet eyes at the director "I WILL NOT WORK WITH THEM!" he crossed his arms and walked down the aisle between the two rows of men, woman "Ladies! I'm so sorry for causing you trouble, but I'm looking for a guy" he announced and heard several people boo, both girl and some guys left
"Dude, Matthew you're gay" the director said grabbing the Canadian's shoulders "I didn't know that?"
"specially after all the girls I've turned down" Matthew said with a sigh before he continued his walk, half the people were still there "I want a blond!" he watched a more people left "someone about a little taller then I am, so about five foot nine to five foot eleven" over half the people left, only three were left. He motioned for them to line up infront of him. All three of them looked like they know each other "names?" he asked looking them over
The one in the middle stepped forwards "I'm the awesome hero, Alfred F. Jones" he said pointing at himself with his thumb "don't forget it"
The one next to him growled "Arthur Kirkland" he said his emerald eyes were glaring at Alfred like he had lost his mind
"I'm Francis BonneFoy" the last one said with a smile
Matthew looked them over before the director stepped forwards "You're too…moody" he said looking at Arthur who gave a sigh of relief and walked away "are you French?" he asked Francis who nodded "and you…. Smell of cheeseburgers, you know that's going to kill you right?"
Alfred stuck his tongue out "do I look like I'm going to die soon?" he asked stepping towards Matthew "you smell like Pancakes"
Matthew stepped back, but his back hit the directors chest "T-That's none of your business" he said crossing his arms and looking away
"He's perfect!" The director said "He looks just like you, Matthew"
Francis and Arthur froze and both the actor and director saw that. Francis bit his lip and grabbed Alfred's arm "Alfred, I don't think this is a very good idea" he said before leaning in and whispering something in the Americans ear
"HE'S WHAT!" Alfred yelled looking at Francis and Arthur "why the hell didn't you tell me I had a porn star for a fucking brother!"
Matthew looked at the director "NO!" he yelled before turning around "I told you before, no twin incest" he crossed his arms and started walking away muttering to himself "I can't have a brother, I'm an orphan. My fucking parent never wanted me! WHY THE HELL WOULD THEY COME NOW!"
"Mon Petit Mathieu" Francis said and the Canadian froze before turning to look at him "Je suis désolé, mon fils. Nous n'avons jamais voulu se débarrasser de vous (1)"
Matthew turned and looked at Francis "Mais avez vous, maintenant que tu es triste de ce que je suis devenu. Pourquoi ne pas vas te faire encule hors tension et laissez-moi à mon devoir (2)" he replied in french, earning a shocked look from the Frenchman
"you're duty!" Francis said switching back to English "your duty is a porn star!"
"I'm Canadian! We're ment to be proud about the fact that we find our own propose in life" Matthew said glaring at Francis "and you're not my family, I've got a job to do. Get the hell out or I'm calling security" Matthew stormed out of the building and towards his trailor. He opened the door and slammed the door shut behind him "why!" he snapped throwing himself down on his bed "I need something to do"
"Matthew?"
Matthew froze, it was that one kid from before "Go away, Alfred" he said burying his face in the pillow "Why don't you go back to the people who actually care about your future"
Alfred pushed the door open and walked inside and locked it behind him, he wanted to talk to his brother alone "Dad may not care all that much" he said sitting down on the bed next to the Canadian "but PaPa and I do, after all, I grew up not knowing I had a brother! And here he was, living the good life with parents that loved and cared about him! While I was doing nothing, but jacking myself off for a living! Wishing that someone cared about me, like a real family!"
Alfred rubbed his brother back "come home with us" he said as the Canadian looked up at him with wide violet eyes "you can start over"
"I was abandoned for a reason, Alfred" Matthew said sitting up and throwing his legs over the side of the bed "What's the point of going back if I'm wasn't wanted if the first place! Besides, I still have three years left on my contract. So I have three more years of doing this stuff, then I can finally be free of this"
"You were looking for a partner right" Alfred said smiling "maybe I could be your partner"
Matthew laughed "do you even know what you'd be getting yourself into?" he asked and Alfred shook his head. He leaned forwards and cupped the Americans cheek before whispered in his ear "you've seen my videos right?"
Alfred felt all his blood go to his groin "Y-Yeh" he said, he could feel Matthew's breath on his ear "I-I've seen some of Strippers Life"
Matthew chuckled "you'd be doing that to me" he whispered putting his hand on Alfred's thigh, a few inches away from the Americans growing erection "you'd like that wouldn't you"
Alfred gulped, he heard how lustful the Canadians voice got. He looked as the Canadian pulled away, a small smirk on his face
Matthew's violet eyes met Alfred's blue ones "you're turned on aren't you" he purred "This is what I do for a living, Alfred."
TRANSLATIONS
(1)- I'm sorry, My son. We never wanted to get rid of you
(2)- but you did, now you're sad about what I have become. Why don't you fuck off and leave me to my duty